A/N-Thank you for all the reviews!!! I'm really sorry if this chapter sucks because I still have no idea what is going to happen. Devonny is a very unpredictable girl. She refuses to tell me what she wants to happen, but I think she has a little crush on Owen.
Ch.3-Umm, this has no title
Did I mention that I have the Gift? Well, I do, but it's sorta messed up. See, it's weather magic but I can't control it. Whenever I get really mad, sometimes the weather gets really nasty. Father hired a governess who was a mage to teach me to manage it, and usually I can. Once, when my sisters played a cruel joke on me, I created such a storm that it knocked a tree over. The fallen tree was right next to the stable and when it fell, it knocked in the roof of the stable. That's when Dad hired the governess. But it's not just weather magic, other times when I'm just stressed out, or really happy, or any strong emotion things start to happen. Things like pitchers, vases, windows, basically things made of glass shatter. Mother was extremely angry when I broke all of her antique wine goblets when I was five after she refused to buy me a doll.
The ride through the Royal Forest was very quiet. The boys (and girl) talked softly among themselves, but did not include me in their conversation. This was fine with me, it gave me time to think about my plans for the trip. Should I mimic my sisters' flirting tactics? It always looked like so much fun! Just as long as no one gets in trouble and it's purely innocent, then I don't see the harm. Yes, I will. Mother's always telling me how I must catch a good husband like Lani, Deva, and Melita, wouldn't this be good practice? Not that I'm in a hurry to be married at all, but I've got to have something to do for the next two months.
"What are you thinking about?" Owen rode up beside me.
"What?" I asked, startled.
"You look like you're thinking about something," he clarified.
"I was." I smiled. "And what were you thinking about?"
"Oh, umm, nothing, not you at all. I wasn't thinking about you for sure, I was thinking about someone else and I mean…" Owen looked very flustered indeed and proceeded to scrutinize his reins.
"Oh, I understand. What reason could you possibly have to think of me anyway? I'm so unattractive and…"
"What!?" Owen squawked. "I mean, umm, you're not, like, ugly or anything. But you're not beautiful, DOH! That's not what I meant; I meant umm…" he trailed off.
"Is he bothering you Devonny?" Cleon rode up on my other side.
"Not at all. I think he's kinda cute," I smiled at Owen again. I giggled as Owens' face turned bright red.
"I don't get it," Neal announced to his friends. His eyes were on the backs of Owen, Cleon, and Devonny riding in front of them.
"Don't get what?" Seaver asked.
"Owen is acting like a stuttering fool and she thinks it's cute," Neal complained.
"Sorry to disappoint you Neal, but Devonny isn't the kind of girl who will swoon over love letters and poems," Kel informed him. Neal looked at her quizzically, eyebrows raised.
"Oh really? And how would you know?"
"You said it yourself, she thinks Owen is cute."
"I can be just as cute as Owen," Neal informed her.
"Really? I bet that you can't get Devonny to tell you you're cute," Merric dared.
"All right, you're on! But, to make a true dare, I bet you can't get her to tell you that either!" They shook on it. Kel sighed.
"Did you hear that?" Joren asked.
"The bet?" Garvey asked.
"Yeah, should be interesting, don't you think?"
"Yeah. Neal and Merric making looking like idiots in front of Devonny."
"And we can help them."
"Why would we want to help them?"
"Help them make fools of themselves, of course!"
"How do we do that?" Vinson wanted to know.
"Watch and learn."
A/N- Sorry this is sorta short and dumb, more to come soon. Please review, and thanks to everyone who had already reviewed and for all the suggestions, which I could still use. Tootles!