The Boy in the School Yard
I sat in math class, staring out at the window. I was bored by trigonometry. Math was never my best subject. So today I was staring out the window, shielded by my math book. It was gorgeous out today. I longed to just freeze the room and slip outside to enjoy the fresh air. But that wasn't allowed. I couldn't use my power on mortals. Mom would have a fit. Ever since Dad died she was always hounding me about protecting my magic. Just as I was about to turn back around to try and listen to what the teacher was saying, I caught a guy leaning on the fence beyond the teacher's lot. He seemed to be looking right at me. I suddenly felt a poke in my shoulder. I turned around to see Shane leaning forward.
"Did you do the homework?" he whispered.
"Some of it," I answered in a hushed tone.
I looked up to see the teacher glaring at us and I shrunk a little I my seat. I couldn't afford to get in trouble right now. The year was almost over and I would be graduating soon. Luckily the bell rang and we all rushed into the hallway. I caught up with my friend Marie and we headed outside for lunch.
"I cannot wait until this year is over. I'll never have to take math again," Marie sighed as we sat down on a picnic bench.
"Well…don't some colleges make you take math?" I asked.
"I'll find somewhere that doesn't," she laughed and bit into an apple. We sat in amicable silence, chatting between bites when she gasped a little.
"What?" I asked, raising a brow.
"There's a guy over there and he keeps staring at you," she said, leaning in closely. I peeked over my shoulder to see the guy from before still leaning against the fence. I waved a little and he waved back.
"Do you know him?" Marie asked me.
"No. I have no idea who he is," I answered. But he was cute.
"Should I invite him over?" I whispered. We erupted into a fit of giggles. It was just a guy. Why was I so giddy over him? I didn't even know him. After we both calmed down, I took a deep breath and got up. I slowly made my way over to where the guy was standing.
"Hi," I said, leaning on my side of the fence.
"Hi," he replied.
"I uh…saw you staring earlier," I murmured.
"Yeah…sorry. Just can't help looking a pretty thing like you," he complimented. I could feel color rushing to my cheeks.
"I'm Patty. Patty Halliwell," I said, extending my hand.
"Victor Bennett," he replied and she shook hands over the chain links.
"Do you want to come sit over with my friend and I?" I offered.
"Sure…maybe for a little while. I don't want to get kicked off school grounds though. Their stupid rule about no graduates on the grounds during school days," he muttered. I laughed. It was a pretty stupid rule, I had to admit.
I backed up and he climbed over the fence. As inconspicuously as we could, we returned to the lunch table.
"Marie, this is Victor," I introduced.