Invisible Sister

So here's the crazy thing.

Invisibility is everywhere.

I mean, sure, people tend to

focus on the things we can see.

Like matter, living things.

But there's also all this stuff

that we can't see.

Like sound waves or gasses.

And a few things we miss

because they're hidden

in plain sight.

Like I said,

invisibility is all around us.

Even in the most obvious

and familiar places.

These opposites exist

side by side.

The seen...

Hey, Molly!

...and the unseen.

This is the time

And the same pattern

repeats itself.

Over and over.

Your life is waiting

Those bright, shiny objects,

they soak up all the attention.

While at the same time,

the invisible objects

right under our noses don't.

Your life is waiting

And as you fall

That's just the way things are.

We can't change it.

No matter how much

we might want to.

At least, that's what I thought.

Mr. Perkins.

Fancy seeing you here.

Well, I really hope

you were meditating

on the marvels of science

and not rocking out

to Fitz and the Tantrums again.

Oh, well, actually

it is The Hives today,

in honor of those skinny jeans

you are only slightly too old

to pull off.

Ah, look at that.

Not so fast.

Yeah, I got your pitch

for the semester project.

Really? Turning a papaya

into a battery?

I've already got seven other kids

turning vegetables into batteries.

In my defense, papaya's a fruit.

Mm. Well, your proposal

is officially rejected.

George gets all A's

and you're letting him study

how a guinea pig reacts

to an all-ice cream diet.

- It gives them terrible gas.

- Yeah, thanks, George.

Make sure you put that

in your report, okay?

That's it, Mr. Whiskers,

no more Rocky Road for you.

I want to see you challenge

yourself. Do something relevant.

Maybe something to do

with transformation.

This is the same matter

in two distinct forms.

One state is dense, dull...

Much like this conversation.

The other is transparent.

Brilliant. I'm assigning you

a new experiment.

Figure out what that

substance is,

then transform it

into its crystal state.

And how am I supposed

to do that?

Build a homemade spectrometer.

Yeah. You're gonna have

to do this little thing

that we in the science community

like call science.

You think The Hives

became The Hives

by shutting out the world and listening

to their headphones all day?

No. They got out there.

All right, my point is you never

know what you can accomplish

unless you engage the world

a little bit.

And as an added incentive,

I've decided as of right now,

this is worth

half your class grade.

- What?

- Mm-hmm. Check out whatever gear you need.

You've got till Monday.

He wants me to make mystery gunk

into a crystal.

That's impossible.

It's not technically impossible.

It's sound like "time-travel impossible,"

or "speed-of-light

impossible".

It's just... hard.

George, why are you

wearing clown pants?

These are vintage lounge slacks.

They're all the rage

in Budapest,

which is the new Paris,

by the way.

Girls dig these pants.

At least six girls

have noticed them.

Okay. One girl noticed them.

And that girl was you.

Just now.

Whoa!

Nice vampire outfit, freakshow.

But Halloween's

not till tomorrow.

Really? "Vampire outfit?"

Is that all you got?

Is it because of my cape

and my pointy teeth?

Code red, code red!

C-Dog approaching.

11 o'clock. Be cool!

- What?

- Hey, Cleo!

Carter, my man.

What's the ups?

Lay the good news on me.

- How's it going?

- Good.

I... I was just wondering if maybe

you wanted to study together

- for Perkins' next quiz?

- Who is that?

No idea.

Yeah! Yeah, totally.

We could be a clich, how fun.

I'm sorry, clich?

The sports guy, asking the nerdy

girl for help with his homework.

No. I just thought we could,

you know, join forces.

Uh... okay. I'm going to be in

the lab for study hall tomorrow.

If you have a change of heart,

stop by.

Your epic crush

just asked you out on a date,

and you shut him down.

That wasn't a date, George.

That was just a crafty jock

trying to weasel his way

out of doing any actual

thinking. No thanks.

I'll leave the mindless flirting

to my sister.

"Awesome city! So the bomb!"

Cleo!

Speak of the devil.

Hello, car full

of beautiful women.

School's done.

You know what that means.

Fro-yo. YOLO.

Oh, no. Let's go! Yeah!

- You wanna come with?

- Yes!

No, thanks. I'll pass.

Darn.

Come on.

It'll be awesome city,

totally the bomb.

Thanks, I'll pass.

It's Thursday! They're gonna

have salted caramel!

Come on! Yeah.

Your buddy can come too.

This is George, Coug.

You've met him 400 times.

Sorry, small dude. My bad!

Still a pass.

Catch you later then, sis.

All right, let's go!

Come on.

I'll give you a ride home.

I've got the big scooter today.

I made a few modifications

to it.

Really souped it up.

All right! Give The Coug a paw!

Aw, yes!

- Honey!

- Yes?

Did you pack my charger?!

It's in your dopp kit.

And I printed

the boarding passes.

There it is!

- It was in my dopp kit!

- Yeah.

Do they even know you're

here yet?

Give them a second.

Oh. Hi. We were afraid we were

going to miss you.

- Hey, George.

- Hey, Cleo's Dad.

I'm gonna get Whiskers

all settled in.

I'll see you inside.

Okay, remember,

set the alarm on at night.

Don't touch the thermostats. And there are

protein shakes if you run out of food, Ok?

Honey, I am so sorry we're gonna

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