 The Disappearing Girl | | Swooping Bowtruckle
Rhydin looked over his shoulder before entering the classroom.
It really wasn't his style, being noticed. That's why he was invisible the past half of the year. Because he didn't want to be noticed. Mystery was always better, that way no one really knew you. And they didn't poke or pry into personal stuff. No, being quiet and unseen was the best.
He took a seat across the room in the shadows from the frantic girls. People watching was another good thing.
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