• Victor looked at me in a very weird way.
    "What's up with you, today?" He asked me. Nothing was up, well except I was glass. "Dude, what do you mean you're glass?" Exactly.
    "I can't explain."
    "Sure you can." He gave me a friendly punch and pulled back in an instant.
    "Ow!" Victor exclaimed. He stared at me like he had seen a ghost.
    "So... you're really glass?" I nodded. Anna still sulked. Victor turned to her and told her my situation. What would they say? Was I a freak now?
    "You're not any freak, Jake." They both thought up ideas so I wouldn't be exposed. After all, I was clear now, and anybody could see the truth I thought up.
    Wait a minute, truth I thought up. I would just have to think of compliments when somebody asks me something.
    "That's not gonna be easy." Anna said pulling out her notebook. She wrote down 5 words.
    The... truth... is... the... truth. So? What about that?

    "Jake, you see, the truth will always be the truth. You cannot mask it in flattery or any other mask. For example, you can put a cat mask on a dog. The dog look like a cat, but it is still a cat."
    Here we go again, with Victor's psychology bit.
    "Hey!! At least I actually learned something unlike you Jake." We both laughed. Anna chuckled and continued writing down who knows what. Finally the bus stopped at Spencer High. Today would be chaotic. Everyone would know what I was thinking. Trouble, here I come.

    To Be Continued....