Faeya crossed her arms with an annoyed look. "What? Too cool to talk to someone like me? Or is it that you can't talk?" She glanced at the boy that passed them and gave him a surpised expression, but noticed she was practically invisible and she growled in frustration. "Am I really that invisible?!" She huffed softly, but secretly enjoyed being invisible. It meant she could pass through Highschool without as much as a backward glance her way. She looked back at Smoker Boy and looked at his cigerette with slight disgust and fear.