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“Chicken?” Zack teased her.<br />

“I think you’re stupid for messing around with this,” April said heatedly. “It isn’t a toy, you<br />

know. You don’t know anything about it. You don’t know what it really does to your body.”<br />

“I feel fine!” Zack told her, and pounded his chest with both hands like a gorilla to prove it. He<br />

glanced at the dark mirror. “I’m ready to go back—even longer.”<br />

“I want to get invisible and go outside and play tricks on people,” Lefty said enthusiastically.<br />

“Can I go next, Max?”<br />

“I—I don’t think so….”<br />

I was thinking about what April had said. We really were messing around with something that<br />

could be dangerous, something we didn’t know anything about.<br />

“Max has to go again,” Zack said, slapping me hard on the back, nearly sending me sprawling<br />

against the mirror. “To beat my record.” He grinned at me. “Unless you’re chicken, too.”<br />

“I’m not chicken!” I insisted. “I just think—”<br />

“You’re chicken,” Zack accused, laughing scornfully. He started clucking loudly, flapping his<br />

arms like a chicken.<br />

“I’m not chicken. Let me go,” Lefty pleaded. “I can break Zack’s record.”<br />

“It’s my turn,” Erin insisted. “You guys have all had turns. I haven’t gone once yet!”<br />

“Okay,” I said with a shrug. “You go first, Erin. Then me.” I was glad Erin was so eager to do it.<br />

I really didn’t feel like getting invisible again just yet.<br />

To be honest, I felt very fluttery and nervous.<br />

“Me next!” Lefty insisted. “Me next! Me next!” He started chanting the words over and over.<br />

I clamped my hand over his mouth. “Maybe we should all go downstairs,” I suggested.<br />

“Chicken?” Zack teased. “You’re chickening out?”<br />

“I don’t know, Zack,” I replied honestly. “I think—” I saw Erin staring at me. Was that<br />

disappointment on her face? Did Erin think I was a chicken, too?<br />

“Okay,” I said. “Go ahead, Erin. You go. Then I’ll go. Then Lefty. We’ll all beat Zack’s record.”<br />

Erin and Lefty clapped. April groaned and rolled her eyes. Zack grinned.<br />

It’s no big deal, I told myself. I’ve done it three times already. It’s perfectly painless. And if you<br />

just stay cool and wait patiently, you come right back the way you were.<br />

“Does anyone have a watch?” Erin asked. “We need to keep time so I know what time I have to<br />

beat.”<br />

I could see that Erin was really into this competition.<br />

Lefty seemed really excited, too. And of course Zack would compete in anything.<br />

Only April was unhappy about the whole thing. She walked silently to the back of the room and<br />

sat down on the floor with her back against the wall, her arms folded over her knees.<br />

“Hey, you’re the only one with a watch,” Erin called to April. “So you be the timer, okay?”<br />

April nodded without enthusiasm. She raised her wrist and stared down at her watch. “Okay. Get<br />

ready.”<br />

Erin took a deep breath and stepped up to the mirror. She closed her eyes, reached up, and<br />

tugged the light chain.<br />

The light came on with a bright flash. Erin disappeared.

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