Night
came. Around midnight, as the first moonbeams silently entered a room
at Foster's home, Shaula's eyes opened. Then she sneaked out of
her bed and crept near to Wilt. She watched him sleep for a long
time. Is this…? Is it him…? Wilt…?
Then she
slowly nodded and went back to sleep.
Next day,
Terrence caught up with Sheila on the way to school.
„Sheila!"
he panted „I…"
She looked
at him awaitingly, carefully moving away to avoid him trying to take
her hand.
„Everything
is going fine" he said in the end.
„Thanks"
she said speeding up „I think it'd be embarrassing if we entered
the classroom together, remember: what we have is private!" What
you are feeling, boy…
Wilt just couldn't deal with Shaula that day. Okay, she made peace with Sheila, which was fine, and she was happy about that, whcih was understandable and okay, but her behavior changed a bit too much. For instance, she kept on hugging him and hanging around him all day, as if she had suddenly fallen in love with him… her actions reminded him of Berry chasing Bloo. Another thing was that she didn't seem at all disturbed any more by the fact that her wings were broken and her feelers hanging; no, she acted as if she couldn't care less about them, while just two days before they used to be her life's tragedies.
It
was luchtime, and Shaula sat next to Wilt as usual. But now, after
she had finished, she laid her head agains her shoulder and sighed.
„Are you
okay?" he asked, a bit surprised.
„Couldn't
feel better…" she flickered her eyelids.
After
lunch, Wilt laid on the sofa in the currently empty tea-room to rest
a bit. Soon Shaula appeared at the door.
„Can I
come?"
„Of
course" replied Wilt.
Shaula
walked to him and, as if it was completely natural, laid over him on
the sofa.
„Shaula…
I'm sorry, but…" he began to feel really awkward.
„C'mon,
Wilt…" she caressed his face and laid her head on his chest.
„But
Shaula…"
Shen just
moaned and wrapped her arms around him.
„Wilt…"
she sighed dreamily and closed her eyes.
If Wilt wasn't such a kind person, then he would have certainly stood up and demand explanations, or at least go somewhat angry. Now he just lay there, legs spread wide, with Shaula lying over him with a blissful smile on her face.
But now he was sure that something wasn't okay around Sheila's sudden comeback. The joy she must have felt wasn'tm enough to explain this. The Shaula he used to know was kind, careful and a little shy, unlike the one that was now trying everything to seduce him and acting as if they've been together for quite a long time.
In the
afternoon, Sheila arrived, now wearing her usual brown pants and
black T-shirt with „KOOL" written in red on it, and her dark
baseball cap turned backwards. Strangely, Shaula didn't seem to
care at all about this, which contrasted with what she had told to
Wilt some days before.
„Sorry,
Shaula" said Sheila „but now Mom's at home, we might just go
for a walk, is that okay?"
„Sure"
the fairy replied.
As they've
turned over the corner, Sheila gazed into Shaula's eyes.
„It's
all going fine" said Shaula „though Wilt…"
„Be
careful with him" whispered Sheila „but try not to make it last
too long. For now, Terrence is doing his job fine, but I don't know
for how long he can take it…"
Shaula's eyes glew red for a second as she nodded...