Disclaimer: I do not own the Young Wizard Series

I was going to wait until Insuppressible was done before I posted this, but I couldn't wait! I think this series is going to have maybe 5 chapters, which will be drastically longer (I promise.)

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The sky overhead was a brooding blue-grey and a slight whisper of a breeze danced through the air. The very first snowflakes of the season were beginning to sprinkle from the clouds, but they didn't stop the bustling streets or the crowded sidewalks of the city down below. A few glared up at the sky and tucked their scarves around their necks tighter. Others were too busy shouting on their cell phones over the noise of mid-day traffic to even realize. A few wide eyed children jumped up and down in joy, swatting at the downy flakes.

Around the block, a young woman stepped out of a shop beside the corner deli. She paused under the overhanging to stuff a plastic credit card into her purse, and rearrange the several bags she was carrying. Finally satisfied, she stepped onto the sidewalk and continued on her way.

Three blocks away, a young man stepped off a bus. He was not carrying any bags and paused to look up at the sky and watch scant snowflakes fall down for a moment. Behind him, the bus pulled away with a groan and a puff of exhaust. The man ran a hand through his dark hair and flicked off the moisture of melted snow before turning and walking down the sidewalk at a leisurely pace.

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The young woman paused as she passed a glass display window. It was a model of a rainforest in amazing detail. The sign above the door read "Science Galore," but the woman was totally entranced by the model forest. Ropey vines hung between the moss covered trees and bright flowers dotted the leaf covered carpeted floor. In between the branches she could spot small painted monkeys, and birds.

The woman gazed in on this scene for only a moment longer, and then turned to continue down the near deserted sidewalk. Well, that was her intention if she hadn't collided with someone walking in the opposite direction.

She gave a small muffled noise of surprise as she rammed into the man, and in a way, bounced off. She dropped her bags and would have slipped if his hand hadn't shot out to steady her. They both started to talk at the same time.

"I am so sorry!"

"No it's my fault!"

"Here, let me help you with that."

"Thanks. I'm so sorry. I should have been watching where I was going."

"No problem, it's not your fault."

Both of them knelt down to retrieve the packages the woman had dropped. She ran her gaze over the man as he gathered a few books that had fallen out of their designated paper bag. He was wearing casual jeans and a black jacket that made his dark hair stand out. There was some stubble peppering his cheeks and he had a slight Hispanic look to him. It was when he looked up at her, offering her the bags he had picked up, and her grey eyes met his chocolate ones that she knew.

"Kit?!"

"Nita?!"

The two stared at each other, completely and utterly floored.

The man with the dark hair ran his eyes over the woman. Her long brown hair was artfully styled into messy layered waves and was unbound down her back. Her navy blue peacoat showed off her slender waist and curves. Long gone were the few small red spots that once appeared on her face, causing her great aggravation. Now her skin was smooth, no spots or marks.

"Nita?" He said again. "Juanita Callahan?"

She gave a small hesitant smile. "Only if you're Christopher Rodriguez."

"Wow, it has been a while." He ran a hand nervously through his hair again.

"Yeah, too long. But I never expected to see you here. I thought you were in Miami."

"I was. But after I graduated, I decided to move somewhere no quite so hot. And you, you look different. How are things going?"

"A lot of things changed during college." Nita admitted. "But its going pretty go—"

"Hey Nita!" Someone interrupted her as they called from down the sidewalk. Nita glanced over her shoulder, and smiled at the man who stepped into place beside her, while simultaneously sliding his arm around her waist and giving her a small squeeze. He was a little taller than Kit, who was a head taller than Nita. The man had short sandy blond hair, green eyes, and was slightly muscular, as if he stopped by the gym a few times a week. He noticed Kit and gave him a smile. "I'm sorry did I interrupt something?"

"No, it's ok." Nita told him. "I was just catching up with an old friend. This is Christopher Rodriguez."

The mans face was blank for a second then a grin stretched across his face. "Ahh, so is this the Kit I've heard so much about?" Kit shot a quick glance at Nita. The man reached out and gave Kits hand a firm shake. "I hear you and Nita got into a fair amount of trouble back when you were kids huh?"

"Um yes. I guess you could call it trouble." Kit replied, again looking at Nita.

The man smiled at Nita. "Were you going to introduce me?" he teased lightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Nita seemed a little hesitant. "Kit, this is Daniel Cook. My fiancé."

I was as if Kits mind was a snow globe and life's hand had picked it up and roughly shaken it, leaving behind a chaotic mess of swirling thoughts. "F-fiancé?" Kit asked.

Daniel beamed. "Uh huh! I know it's a bit early; we're only in our late twenties. But I can't see myself with anyone else." Beside him, Nita was blushing and looking anywhere but at Kit. "Honey, how about we catch a late lunch down at that little Italian Bistro I know you love so much?"

"S-sure," Nita managed a weak smile.

Daniel turned to Kit again. "I'm sorry to whisk her off right now but we have a lot of places to go yet. I'm glad to have met you."

"Same here." Kit turned to Nita. "It was nice bumping into each other."

"Maybe we can catch up later," Nita suggested.

"Perhaps."

"Well, good bye," Daniel and Nita brushed past Kit and were on their way, leaving him standing on the sidewalk under the light snowfall drifting from the sky.

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