“Damn it.” The grape bounced off the rim of the glass and rolled towards his companion.
“Failed attempt number 541, but hey, lucky number 542, right?”
“Shut up. Just pass it to me.”
His companion turned her gaze to the grape and willed it to somersault through the air, landing with a soft plop on the table in front of him. Read More »
Leaning against a metal door, he paused to examine his scorched arm. The fire had eaten through god knows how many layers of his skin. Now that his adrenaline was slowing, he was finally registering the throbbing pain shooting up his arm.
A loud crash followed by a thunderous gust of wind echoed behind him. They were close.
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“How is it that you don’t know how to swim?!”
Coughing up water and desperately sucking in large gasps of oxygen, she barely managed to utter, “Shut…up…Fire Boy.”
Biting back his exasperated retort, he emanated heat from his arms to her soaking, shivering form, drying her white dress and wet hair. “Someone shoved you, you know. Someone who can crack open the ground, disappear through it, and then reappear through the ground somewhere else.” Read More »
He trudged through the courtyard, as his fellow students scurried out of his way. He was stupid for thinking this school would be different than the others.
Plopping down on a bench near one of the courtyard’s stone lanterns, he jumped when a girl fell out of a tree next to him.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”
“You didn’t scare me. You just…caught me off guard.”Read More »