Antigone glanced over and saw a boy who appeared to be making his fire float. Why wasn't it going out? Suddenly, it clicked in the young girl's head. Of course the fire would float, it was waterproof, and much less dense than liquid! Why hadn't she thought of it? She turned to her own bag, rummaging through the books and papers, and taking out her water bottle. She carefully tipped her fire into the neck of the bottle, where it slipped in and floated on the clear liquid. Antigone slowly turned the water vessel, examining the floating blue fire from all angles. It was more fun to look at then a lava lamp, and it didn't even move.
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