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Chapter Six

Simon POV

I looked over to Derek. His eyes were still locked on Chloe. It was kind of obvious he wasn't just watching her. I got that look on my face plenty of times. She was pretty. The only reason I was staring my eyes away was because he liked her. I had to give him a chance. I'd never seen him look at a girl that way.

In an effort to avoid the awkwardness, I made my way to the hallway, towards Lynx Graphics. In that class I could work on my comic book and get graded on it. Grant it, I didn't appreciate people grading my private work, sometimes it was all I wanted to do. That was one of those moments.

As I sat in a chair, I looked around for inspiration.

That's when she caught my eye.

It wasn't so much her as what was in her hand. Or, to be more specific, what was floating above her hand. Yeah, I said "above".

There was a pen hovering mere centimeters above her hand. As her fingers gracefully moved ever so slightly, one right after the other, the pen twirled, fallowing the movements. For a moment, I was transfixed with amazement, surprised at the sight before me. Soon, my thoughts drastically changed.

She moved her finger differently, and though her fingers still moved swiftly, the pen seemed as though its movements were stalled. It shook for a moment, fighting her control.

I watched as her expression grew from childlike pleasure to anger. Within seconds of this occurring, the pen went flying across the room, slamming into the back of the head of some poor, unsuspecting bystander.

"What the hell?!" he exclaimed, grabbing the back of his head, and turning around accusingly. "What was that for?"

Her cheeks flushed. "I'm sorry. It was an accident."

"That's a lie." he advanced threateningly, his thin frame looking menacing. "You're always throwing crap and I've had enough."

She stood up, backing away, and raising her hands as a sign of surrender. "I already apologized. I didn't mean to. I don't know why it happens to me."

"You're a freak! That's why!" he barked.

When I saw her shrivel up and tears fill her eyes, I'd seen enough. I stood, placing my notebook down, and moving over to place myself between them, facing the oncoming threat.

"That's about enough." I stated.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not some hero. I don't go charging in to save damsels in distress, and I don't think I'm some big, badass guy. I just see no reason for some loser to treat an innocent girl like that.

"Back off." he ordered.

I glared into his eyes, bringing myself up to my full height, and puffing out my chest slightly. "If you're as big a man as you think you are, you'll walk away."

He met my gaze with his own, his lip twitching.

I hoped I looked more frightening than I felt. This would be a good time for Derek to come join in.

"Whatever. She's not worth the waste of time." he said, stomping away.

I let out the breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding.

After making sure he was gone, I turned to face the girl. "Are you alright?"

Tears were falling quietly down her cheeks. She sniffled, wiping at them. "I'm fine. Thank you, but you didn't have to do that."

"It was no big deal." he stated.

She frowned, strays of her blonde hair escaping her ponytail and falling into her face, covering her soft blue eyes.

I smiled down at her, "Don't listen to that jerk. He's just an idiot."

For a moment, I contemplated whether or not I should tell her hat I saw or ask her about it. It would have to be brought up sooner or later. Preferably sooner.

"What's the name of my hero?" she asked softly, attempting a laugh. It was.. Cute.

"Simon." I replied. "and for my damsel?"

"Liz. Like Lizzie Mcguire. Except, I don't go by Lizzie because I think it sounds kind of babyish." she explained.

Liz. She was on the list.

"I like it." I murmured. It took me a moment to realize how cheesy that was.

She smiled and the bell rang. "Oh, I'd better go." she hugged me suddenly -a short, tight embrace that left me smiling- before hurrying out of the room.

I hadn't realized Derek was in the room until he moved up beside me. "I see you found Liz."

I'm sorry if I got her eye color wrong, but I can't remember what it is nor could I find it in the book. Please, spank that review button for me. : )