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don’t like it, but I’m used to it. That’s what
invisi-
school
is, and that’s why it’s weird now to have all
eyes on me.
I look back at the kids. Then I look at the
words written on the whiteboard:
Genie 101
.
Then I look at the kids again.
There are only three of them, and there’s no
space for me. But as soon as that thought occurs to
me, there’s a loud snap. A desk appears. Rhiannon
made it happen, no doubt. I find myself being
dragged by some unseen force to sit behind it.
Meanwhile, Rhiannon takes her place at
the front of the room. “We’re late, so let’s get to
it,” she says. “As you can see, you have a new
classmate. This is Zack Cooley.”
“Hi,” I say, feeling pretty lame.
“Hey, I’m Rafael,” the kid at the desk next to
me says. “I’m from Brazil.”
“I’m from Pennsylvania,” I tell him. “That’s
in the United States. And I just turned ten.”
“I’m eleven. It’s cool to have someone close
