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“Do something!” Zack, still invisible, pleaded. “Max—you’ve got to do something!”
“I—I’d better get Mom,” Lefty stammered. He dropped the softball to the floor and started to the
door.
“Mom? What could Mom do?” I cried in a panic.
“But I’d better get somebody!” Lefty declared.
At that moment, Zack shimmered back into view. “Wow!” He uttered a long, breathless sigh of
relief and slumped to his knees on the floor.
“Yaaaay!” Erin cried happily, clapping her hands as we all gathered around Zack.
“How do you feel?” I asked, grabbing his shoulders. I think I wanted to know for sure that he
was really back.
“I’m back!” Zack proclaimed, smiling. “That’s all I care about.”
“That was really scary,” April said quietly, hands shoved into the pockets of her white tennis
shorts. “I mean, really.”
“I wasn’t scared,” Zack said, suddenly changing his tune. “I knew there was no problem.”
Do you believe this guy?
One second, he’s whining and wailing, begging me to do something.
The next second, he’s pretending he had the time of his life. Mister Confident.
“What did it feel like?” Erin asked, resting one hand on the wooden mirror frame.
“Awesome,” Zack replied. He climbed unsteadily to his feet. “Really. It was totally awesome! I
want to get invisible again before school on Monday so I can go spy in the girls’ locker room!”
“Zack, you’re a pig!” Erin declared disgustedly.
“What’s the point of being invisible if you can’t spy on girls?” Zack asked.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked, genuinely concerned. “You look kind of shaky to me.”
“Well, I started to feel a little strange at the end,” Zack confessed, scratching the back of his
head.
“How do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, like I was being pulled away. Away from the room. Away from you guys.”
“Pulled where?” I demanded.
He shrugged. “I don’t know. I only know one thing.” A smile began to form on his face, and his
blue eyes seemed to light up.
Uh-oh, I thought.
“I only know one thing,” Zack repeated.
“What?” I had to ask.
“I’m the new invisible champ. I stayed invisible longer than you. At least five minutes. Longer
than anybody.”
“But I haven’t had a turn!” Erin protested.
“I don’t want a turn!” April declared.