I looked around, but Tom wasn't anywhere to be seen. The test tube he'd dropped had smashed on the hard floor, but he was no longer sitting next to me. I looked around, and found everyone staring at me. Oh, they must think I dropped the test tube!
"Er... sorry," I said. As one, everyone turned back to their own experiments.
Except the teacher, who pointed to the scooper and bucket next to the his desk, used for broken glass. I retrieved the tools and went back to my workbench. I crawled underneath and began to pick the larger pieces of glass off the floor. Tom's rucksack was still there, along with his fleece jacket, tucked between the shoulder straps. But he wasn't down here either. What did that wish do??
Cautiously, I whispered, "Tom? Tom? Can you here me??"
There was no answer.
"Tom??" I said a little louder.
"Yeah, I can," came a hushed reply. "Keep it down!"
It sounded like the voice came from near my left ear, but I couldn't see anything it might have originated from, anything that might be Tom.
"Where are you??" I asked, scared.
"I'm right here," said the reply. "I can't believe it, my wish came through! That's amazing! How'd you do it?"
"Er... it's a gift, I guess. Where are you? I can't see you at all!"
"That's it exactly! You can't see me! No one can! I'm invisible!"
I dropped the scoop.
