Brendan snickered and nudged her shoulder. ‘Doesn’t it feel great to be invisible again?’
Ivy blinked. She looked around with a new perspective. ‘You know what, it really does!’
She grabbed a handrail and held on as the bus pulled away from Franklin Grove High. All around, other students were shouting and throwing things at each other. A screwed-up ball of paper accidentally hit Ivy on the cheek. She froze, waiting . . .
. . . And no one apologised!
As the bus drove down the road, Ivy touched the spot on her cheek where the ball of paper had hit her, and she smiled.
She’d never been happier in her life.