Chapter 8: Nothing or Something?

"Jack, you won't believe this! When we practice our dancing in Lady Elamore's class, THORGIL STEP ON MY FOOT SIXTEEN TIMES! And I'm pretty sure it's on purpose!" Patrick complained.

"Uh-huh," Jack answered, he was only half listening, his other half was thinking of his up-coming test the next day.

"How's Wendy then?" Patrick asked. That caught Jack's attention.

Dancing with Wendy was awkward at first, but they start joking around and soon they start acting more natural around each other.

"It was… nice," Jack has to say, it was pretty fun.

"Wow. So descriptive," Patrick said his voice filled with sarcasm then suddenly turn to bitterness, "When class was over, I went to ask Pattie how was dancing with Brad like. You won't believe her answer! SHE SAID BRAD IS KIND! I can't let my little sister fall in love with that… that…. BRAT."

"Wow, Patrick, you are overreacting… Pattie can find her own life."

"No, you don't understand, Pattie need to learn not to trust people so easily! She CAN BE HURT! Jack, you know nothing."

"You know NOTHING."

Jack stood up and walked out of his room that he shared with Patrick. He did not want to talk to him. He walked out the boy's dorm, it was night and the air was chilly giving Jack goose bumps. He regret not bring his coat with him.

He walk toward the river by the school, he sat down and stare at the water. Suddenly, he heard leaves rustling, he hid behind a gigantic rock. A figure walked to the riverbank and drank some of the liquid that was reflecting the half-moon. He peeked out from behind the rock, catching a glimpse of golden hair. He squinted to see better in the darkness.

"Looks very familiar…" Jack said saying this thought out loud, but it came out a little too loud than he expected.

"Who's there?" The golden hair figure demanded. Jack hold his breath and press himself harder against the stone. The figure suddenly disappeared, leaving a very confused Jack behind. He tilted his head to look up at the sky, but instead found himself staring into a pair of dangerous grayish-blue eyes.

"AHH!" Jack let out a very manly scream.

The figure jump down from the position on the rock and knocked Jack down.

"Yield," The figure command, when the figure landed on Jack, he was finally able to figure out who it is.

"Thorgil?" He asked uncertainly.

"Jack?" The figure jumped off him in surprise.

"Oh, it is you!" Jack said letting out a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing here?"

"What are YOU doing here?"

"I asked you first."

"Um… I got in a fight with Patrick…"

"And?"

"He said I know nothing about siblings."

Thorgil nodded not saying anything. Jack sat down by the rock once more and stared at the water.

"Patrick knows nothing," Thorgil finally said breaking the silence, sitting down next to him herself.

"Hmm?"

"You once try to save your elf sister from Elf Land. It's not your fault your greedy sister won't leave."

Jack threw a pebble into the river.

"And isn't that fat little girl your sister?"

"That's Hazel," Jack said smiling a little at his thought of his REAL sister.

"See? You know SOMETHING."

"Yeah."

Thorgil put her head on Jack's shoulder, this position let him thought of how they use to fight monsters and sleep in the wild trailing behind the Bard. It feels nice to sit there and do nothing. But eventually, Thorgil got up.

"Pattie's waiting for me back at the dorm," Thorgil said walking away.

Jack sat there and waited for a few more minutes before walking back into the boys dorm himself.