while one of them—me—had loads of room on the other side.
So of course I noticed this, but I was hoping Ms. Rubin wouldn't notice this, because I didn't want her to say something.
But of course she did notice this, and of course she said something.
“Guys, there's plenty of room on that side. Tristan, Nino, go over there,” she said, so Tristan and Nino scooted over to my side.
Tristan and Nino have always been okay-nice to me. I want to go on record as saying that.
Not super-nice, like they go out of their way to hang out with me, but okay-nice, like they say hello to me and talk to me like normal.
And they didn't even make a face when Ms. Rubin told them to come on my side, which a lot of kids do when they think I'm not looking.
Anyway, everything was going fine until Tristan's mystery powder started melting.
He moved his foil off the plate just as my powder began to melt, too, which is why I went to move mine off the plate,
and then my hand accidentally bumped his hand for a fraction of a second.
Tristan jerked his hand away so fast he dropped his foil on the floor while also knocking everyone else's foil off the heating plate.
“Tristan!” yelled Ms. Rubin, but Tristan didn't even care about the spilled powder on the floor or that he ruined the experiment.
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