bound on a fall that seemed to have no
end and every part of me felt alive.
Suddenly, we jerked to a stop and I
managed a few heavy breaths before we were lifted slowly up all over again. My
eyes met Jay’s, his purple eyes were intoxicated by the rush and I knew mine
must have looked the same. We stayed like that without exchanging words until
we dropped again.
**************
Jay
After the ride, Logan ’s gaze kept sliding to me, concern and
pity shining like flashing marquees on his forehead. I ignored him as we walked
to the counter.
Logan looked at the teenage girl behind the
stand “Three elephant ears, please.” She smiled and may have swallowed her own
tongue as she worshipped my friend.
I decided to help things move along or
we’d be here all night. I stood beside him, adding “and three lemonades.” The
girl’s blue eyes looked like they were about to bug out of her head as they
passed from Logan to me over and over again.
Kira went to the window next to ours
“Hi there, I’ll have three elephant ears and three lemonades, please.”
The girl behind that window said
“Coming right up. That’ll be fifteen dollars.”
I handed Kira six dollars and Logan placed nine more dollars in my hand to
give to her. She flipped her dark hair over her shoulder and laughed at us with
her eyes.
When the girl behind the second counter
handed us our drinks and plates we turned to go. Logan smiled at the girl who had yet to move
from her spot at the first window “Well, thanks anyways.”
A giggle came out of the young girl
“Anytime.”
We walked to find some seats as Kira
shook her head and said “You guys are ridiculous.”
***************
Kira
They were so ridiculous but in a
cute, funny way. I thought I’d seen it all this week with girls going crazy
everywhere we went but complete loss of motor skills was a new one. Logan and
Jay had just made that girl’s day.
It wasn’t a surprise to me that
everywhere I went with my new group of friends, people stared. The towering
heights of the guys alone would have anyone doing a double take but get all of
them in a group together, add in the surreal good looks that frankly each one
of them possessed and you entered major gawking territory. I never had a huge
group of friends growing up but I was pretty certain this type of this wasn’t
normal.
Growing up I was the girl with the
protective parents. Being a witch can be hard when you’re a kid surrounded by
humans. I made a few mistakes and suddenly I’m the freaky girl. One mistake too
many and we had to move. We moved around a lot until I was nine years old and
then we settled in Boston . There, I was home schooled until
college.
I had lived at home and commuted but we
were always close with the neighbors. I hadn’t learned until I was older that
it had been a strategic choice that my parents made for us to fit in and be
liked by our neighbors. When you’re on the run, you need every illusion of
normalcy you can get. It was best, they explained, to be hidden in plain site.
I met people in undergrad and figured
out how to socialize as best I could. There’d been a few guys and a few dates
but no one was tripping over themselves to stare. I decided I was fine with
that, I’d never worried overmuch about my looks before, and honestly I wasn’t
going to start now. For now I was far, far away from home and loving the
freedom.
Jay and Logan had already polished off
their food and were talking sports as I tried to finish the colossal task of
powdered sugar that lay in front of me. I saw Brandon, Trent, Max, Mena,
Annabella, Demi, and Will coming over to us.
We all exchanged “Heys” but I noticed
everyone’s eyes fall on Jay like he was an escaped mental patient. I’d noticed Logan giving him similar looks earlier and I
wondered what that was all about.
Max was looking scrambled and nauseous
and Will was practically holding Max up as they walked. “Dude, I get why they
call it the green thing now,
end and every part of me felt alive.
Suddenly, we jerked to a stop and I
managed a few heavy breaths before we were lifted slowly up all over again. My
eyes met Jay’s, his purple eyes were intoxicated by the rush and I knew mine
must have looked the same. We stayed like that without exchanging words until
we dropped again.
**************
Jay
After the ride, Logan ’s gaze kept sliding to me, concern and
pity shining like flashing marquees on his forehead. I ignored him as we walked
to the counter.
Logan looked at the teenage girl behind the
stand “Three elephant ears, please.” She smiled and may have swallowed her own
tongue as she worshipped my friend.
I decided to help things move along or
we’d be here all night. I stood beside him, adding “and three lemonades.” The
girl’s blue eyes looked like they were about to bug out of her head as they
passed from Logan to me over and over again.
Kira went to the window next to ours
“Hi there, I’ll have three elephant ears and three lemonades, please.”
The girl behind that window said
“Coming right up. That’ll be fifteen dollars.”
I handed Kira six dollars and Logan placed nine more dollars in my hand to
give to her. She flipped her dark hair over her shoulder and laughed at us with
her eyes.
When the girl behind the second counter
handed us our drinks and plates we turned to go. Logan smiled at the girl who had yet to move
from her spot at the first window “Well, thanks anyways.”
A giggle came out of the young girl
“Anytime.”
We walked to find some seats as Kira
shook her head and said “You guys are ridiculous.”
***************
Kira
They were so ridiculous but in a
cute, funny way. I thought I’d seen it all this week with girls going crazy
everywhere we went but complete loss of motor skills was a new one. Logan and
Jay had just made that girl’s day.
It wasn’t a surprise to me that
everywhere I went with my new group of friends, people stared. The towering
heights of the guys alone would have anyone doing a double take but get all of
them in a group together, add in the surreal good looks that frankly each one
of them possessed and you entered major gawking territory. I never had a huge
group of friends growing up but I was pretty certain this type of this wasn’t
normal.
Growing up I was the girl with the
protective parents. Being a witch can be hard when you’re a kid surrounded by
humans. I made a few mistakes and suddenly I’m the freaky girl. One mistake too
many and we had to move. We moved around a lot until I was nine years old and
then we settled in Boston . There, I was home schooled until
college.
I had lived at home and commuted but we
were always close with the neighbors. I hadn’t learned until I was older that
it had been a strategic choice that my parents made for us to fit in and be
liked by our neighbors. When you’re on the run, you need every illusion of
normalcy you can get. It was best, they explained, to be hidden in plain site.
I met people in undergrad and figured
out how to socialize as best I could. There’d been a few guys and a few dates
but no one was tripping over themselves to stare. I decided I was fine with
that, I’d never worried overmuch about my looks before, and honestly I wasn’t
going to start now. For now I was far, far away from home and loving the
freedom.
Jay and Logan had already polished off
their food and were talking sports as I tried to finish the colossal task of
powdered sugar that lay in front of me. I saw Brandon, Trent, Max, Mena,
Annabella, Demi, and Will coming over to us.
We all exchanged “Heys” but I noticed
everyone’s eyes fall on Jay like he was an escaped mental patient. I’d noticed Logan giving him similar looks earlier and I
wondered what that was all about.
Max was looking scrambled and nauseous
and Will was practically holding Max up as they walked. “Dude, I get why they
call it the green thing now,
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