TITLE: Mind Over Anti-Matter
GENRE: MG action/adventure
The explosion was so not my fault.
Well, maybe I had a little to do with it.
Okay, so Josh Thesman got the idea from me. But it wasn't like I gave him the materials. Or even told him to do it. When you steal someone's entry for an invention contest, you really should realize there might be consequences for trying it out. It was supposed to be a spray to keep your socks fresh for two weeks straight. With the substitution of one tiny ingredient, apparently, it becomes a flaming meteor crater on the lunch table. Who would have guessed?
I glance at Josh's empty desk as pencils scratch test papers around me, and I fight down a shiver. I could have been suspended, too. Ms. Drachen clears her throat, and I look down at my completed test paper. The teacher's unblinking eyes seem to burn a hole in the side of my head, her silent accusation sucking all the air out of the room.
Hey, I'm the innocent one, remember? The one who was robbed?
A knock interrupts Ms. Drachen's glare, and reluctantly she goes to answer it. Air rushes in, and long, super-curly hair creeps around the door frame. Corinna Schwartz, my next-door neighbor.
"I'm here to get Cole Uribe," she says. I'm impressed she can stare down the Dragonlady so coolly.
"He's taking a test right now," Ms. Drachen says, trying to shut the door.
It hits Corinna's foot. "The secretary asked me to get him."