Poor Dean was probably standing there, shocked. He will never talk to me again. I just know it.
I was lying in bed with the covers over my head. And I heard a knock on the door.
"Who's there?" I asked.
"It's me."
"It's me, who?" Even I can be sarcastic at a time like this.
"Justin."
"Go away!" I said, throwing a pillow at the door.
Justin opened the door the same time I threw the pillow. The pillow hit him.
I laughed.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"I guess," I said sitting up. "I still don't forgive you."
"I understand," he said. "I'm sorry. It's just that we aren't allowed to tell mortals about our powers."
"I know," I said hugging my legs.
He sat down in the chair next to my bed. "I know how much he meant to you."
"A lot."
"Yeah."
"Like how you liked Juliet," I said.
His face looked down, "Yeah."
"I'm sorry," I said.
"It's okay. She's long gone right now. Like Mason."
That name brought back memories. I loved him. But I love Dean. Who do I love more? It's impossible to be normal with either. Mason is a wolf, now. And Dean is a mortal. I would have to give up my wizard powers to marry him. I never understood that. Maybe it's because teleporting gives mortals headaches. My mom hates teleporting.
"You can tell him you're a wizard when you two are about to get married," he said getting up about to walk out the door.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
He stopped and turned around. "Go back on your date with him, just don't tell him you're a wizard again." He said.
I got out of bed and hugged him. Then I pushed him out the door so I can get ready again.
But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale