how it worked, but now, the magical community just works together in assigning everyone a duty. We have meetings once a month to discuss the new roles and we divvy them up as we see fit. Plus, the council can’t keep up with the magical community anymore anyway. It’s gotten to be so large that they’re always overlooking things. I wish they would just get over themselves and see that their ways need to be changed. If they would just take a step back and look at the current state of the magical community, they would see that it needs a major remodel. In my opinion, they need to divide up the duties a little more, create new sectors in order to regulate magic and keep it in order. Ugh, I’ve got to stop complaining, I could just go and on.” He finished his tirade and looked over to me as if he wanted to dig around my past a little more. Luckily, he refrained.
I swallowed hard and panic filled me. This wasn’t good. Collin looked curious—but even worse and more dangerous—he looked suspicious. Even though he wasn’t saying anything, I felt like he knew there was something different about me. There was no way for me to know how the magical community worked these days, and of course I was only familiar with the “olden days,” my entire magical team was from 1905!
“What’s got you all nervous?” Collin asked as we approached the warehouse, trying to hide the smirk on his face, but failing miserably at it.
I turned and smiled at him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of letting him know I was panicking over our impending flying lesson. “Nothing; nothing at all.”
He took a few steps forward, stopped and then looked up towards the top of the building. “You can fly up or take the wobbly fire escape on the side of the building. Either way, I’ll meet you up there.”
There was a flash and before I knew it, Collin was standing on top of the warehouse, staring down at me. “Sometime today would be nice, love.”
I gritted my teeth, knowing that he was just saying that to piss me off. He wanted me to fly up there, or he at least wanted me to try, and as much as I wanted to, the fear deep within me caused me some doubt. It had been weeks since I had my last flying lesson with Abby and there was no telling how rusty my skills would be. Pushing all the negative thoughts from my mind, I closed my eyes and began to look back on my previous lessons with her... trying to remember what she’d said. Slowly, I felt my body leave the ground. That feeling excited but also frightened me. I concentrated and began to feel myself float higher and higher. When I opened my eyes I saw that I was hovering over the top of the building.
“Look at you,” Collin said, peering over at me. “You’re a little slow, but we can work on that. Now I know you can fly up, but let’s see how you do going down.” He threw his thumb over his shoulder, pointing over the ledge and towards the ground. “You first.”
My annoyance with him was at an all-time peak. I had only known this guy for a couple days, yet he got under my skin more than anyone I’d ever met before. Why did he have to act like such a cocky jackass? It was difficult to not show my frustration with him as I walked to the edge of the building. We stood shoulder to shoulder as I stared over the edge. I couldn’t concentrate on anything except the four-story drop to the ground below us. When Abby and I had practiced, she would set up stations with different heights, allowing me to get comfortable with each one before moving on to the next. This just felt like I was being thrown to the sharks. What would happen if I couldn’t do it? Well, I knew what would happen—I would fall down to the ground below and die. Did Collin really think this was the best way? I tilted my head towards him, seeing him picking at a string that was hanging off his shirt. He wasn’t even paying attention to me. Would he even notice if I jumped off and tried to fly, but
I swallowed hard and panic filled me. This wasn’t good. Collin looked curious—but even worse and more dangerous—he looked suspicious. Even though he wasn’t saying anything, I felt like he knew there was something different about me. There was no way for me to know how the magical community worked these days, and of course I was only familiar with the “olden days,” my entire magical team was from 1905!
“What’s got you all nervous?” Collin asked as we approached the warehouse, trying to hide the smirk on his face, but failing miserably at it.
I turned and smiled at him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of letting him know I was panicking over our impending flying lesson. “Nothing; nothing at all.”
He took a few steps forward, stopped and then looked up towards the top of the building. “You can fly up or take the wobbly fire escape on the side of the building. Either way, I’ll meet you up there.”
There was a flash and before I knew it, Collin was standing on top of the warehouse, staring down at me. “Sometime today would be nice, love.”
I gritted my teeth, knowing that he was just saying that to piss me off. He wanted me to fly up there, or he at least wanted me to try, and as much as I wanted to, the fear deep within me caused me some doubt. It had been weeks since I had my last flying lesson with Abby and there was no telling how rusty my skills would be. Pushing all the negative thoughts from my mind, I closed my eyes and began to look back on my previous lessons with her... trying to remember what she’d said. Slowly, I felt my body leave the ground. That feeling excited but also frightened me. I concentrated and began to feel myself float higher and higher. When I opened my eyes I saw that I was hovering over the top of the building.
“Look at you,” Collin said, peering over at me. “You’re a little slow, but we can work on that. Now I know you can fly up, but let’s see how you do going down.” He threw his thumb over his shoulder, pointing over the ledge and towards the ground. “You first.”
My annoyance with him was at an all-time peak. I had only known this guy for a couple days, yet he got under my skin more than anyone I’d ever met before. Why did he have to act like such a cocky jackass? It was difficult to not show my frustration with him as I walked to the edge of the building. We stood shoulder to shoulder as I stared over the edge. I couldn’t concentrate on anything except the four-story drop to the ground below us. When Abby and I had practiced, she would set up stations with different heights, allowing me to get comfortable with each one before moving on to the next. This just felt like I was being thrown to the sharks. What would happen if I couldn’t do it? Well, I knew what would happen—I would fall down to the ground below and die. Did Collin really think this was the best way? I tilted my head towards him, seeing him picking at a string that was hanging off his shirt. He wasn’t even paying attention to me. Would he even notice if I jumped off and tried to fly, but
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