Near the back and just off-center was the invisible zone. The chair next to me squeaked as someone sat. A guy with reddish-brown hair grinned at me as he slung his backpack on the floor. “Hey, you’re Leighton, right?” Crap. Had my presence already circled the gossip mill? The guy seemed to sense my unease. “Ronan told me you were in my homeroom. I’m Connor. Welcome to Emerald Bay.”