Let's Get Invisible by R. L. Stine Read Free Book Online

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.
    “Chicken?” Zack teased her.
    “I think you’re stupid for messing around with this,” April said heatedly.
“It isn’t a toy, you know. You don’t know anything about it. You don’t know what
it really does to your body.”
    “I feel fine!” Zack told her, and pounded his chest with both hands like a
gorilla to prove it. He glanced at the dark mirror. “I’m ready to go back—even
longer.”
    “I want to get invisible and go outside and play tricks on people,” Lefty
said enthusiastically. “Can I go next, Max?”
    “I—I don’t think so….”
    I was thinking about what April had said. We really were messing around with
something that could be dangerous, something we didn’t know anything about.
    “Max has to go again,” Zack said, slapping me hard on the back, nearly
sending me sprawling against the mirror. “To beat my record.” He grinned at me.
“Unless you’re chicken, too.”
    “I’m not chicken!” I insisted. “I just think—”
    “You’re chicken,” Zack accused, laughing scornfully. He started clucking
loudly, flapping his arms like a chicken.
    “ I’m not chicken. Let me go,” Lefty pleaded. “I can break Zack’s
record.”
    “It’s my turn,” Erin insisted. “You guys have all had turns. I haven’t gone
once yet!”
    “Okay,” I said with a shrug. “You go first, Erin. Then me.” I was glad Erin
was so eager to do it. I really didn’t feel like getting invisible again just
yet.
    To be honest, I felt very fluttery and nervous.
    “Me next!” Lefty insisted. “Me next! Me next!” He started chanting the words
over and over.
    I clamped my hand over his mouth. “Maybe we should all go downstairs,” I
suggested.
    “Chicken?” Zack teased. “You’re chickening out?”
    “I don’t know, Zack,” I replied honestly. “I think—” I saw Erin staring at
me. Was that disappointment on her face? Did Erin think I was a chicken, too?
    “Okay,” I said. “Go ahead, Erin. You go. Then I’ll go. Then Lefty. We’ll all
beat Zack’s record.”
    Erin and Lefty clapped. April groaned and rolled her eyes. Zack grinned.
    It’s no big deal, I told myself. I’ve done it three times already. It’s
perfectly painless. And if you just stay cool and wait patiently, you come right
back the way you were.
    “Does anyone have a watch?” Erin asked. “We need to keep time so I know what
time I have to beat.”
    I could see that Erin was really into this competition.
    Lefty seemed really excited, too. And of course Zack would compete in anything.
    Only April was unhappy about the whole thing. She walked silently to the back
of the room and sat down on the floor with her back against the wall, her arms
folded over her knees.
    “Hey, you’re the only one with a watch,” Erin called to April. “So you be the
timer, okay?”
    April nodded without enthusiasm. She raised