head. “I have no idea,” I said quietly. “My parents don’t really use much magic in our house. I’ve only had my powers a couple weeks, so all of this is pretty new to me.”
“You just started using magic two weeks ago ?” he asked, his eyes growing big. “You’re kidding me, right? Well, this explains your sudden makeover at least.”
“Is it that bad?” I asked meekly.
“No. Of course not. It’s just . . . it makes sense that you would sort of go crazy over the magic if you recently started using it. Me, I grew up with it. Been casting since I was about four.”
“That long?” I was suddenly embarrassed. “You must think that I’m such a loser. Being a witch and only coming into my powers now.”
“You, Brooklyn, are no loser. You’re just new to it all,” he said, giving me a little smile and nudging me with his shoulder. The touch let off a spark that coursed through my body like a little electric shock.
“Thanks,” I said. Letting out a sigh, I pulled my legs up to my chin and rested my cheek on my knees. I studied Asher’s face and couldn’t help but be reminded of just how cute he was. His skin was tan, and his eyes were almond-shaped and completely magnetic. If it was appropriate to call a guy beautiful, Asher would be it.
And he was magically inclined, just like me.
“I can’t believe you’re a witch too,” I said, shaking my head.
“Yeah. Small world, huh?”
“The smallest.”
We sat there in silence for a few minutes as we both thought about what had just happened. In the course of an afternoon, my life had once again been flipped upside down. My head was spinning. Suddenly I had so many questions. Questions that I didn’t feel comfortable asking my parents but might be able to ask Asher.
“Are we the only ones?” I blurted out. “I mean, who are witches. Are there others like us here at Clearview?”
“Well, there’s my sister, of course, but other than that, not that I know of. Then again, I only just found out about you, so you never know, I suppose,” he said. “There are about a dozen other kids here in town, but they’re spread across the other public and private schools.”
“I had no idea.” There were so many other things I wanted to ask, but I knew this wasn’t the time or place for it. For one, we were holed up in the school bathroom, and two, Abby was still hanging around outside guarding the door. “So, what now?” I asked, suddenly feeling shy that he knew my deepest, darkest secret.
“Now,” he said, winking at me, “we get to have a little fun.”
I started to laugh as he pulled me to my feet. In all the excitement, I hadn’t realized how cold the bathroom was, andI shivered at his touch. The only noise was the constant flowing of the water.
“Mind doing the honors?” Asher asked, motioning toward the stalls. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall as if to watch. When I didn’t move, he gave me an encouraging look. “Come on. Show me what you can do!”
Scared that I would make a mistake and totally embarrass myself, I began to refuse, but then I realized magic was something that we could do together. Asher and I now had this one thing in common, and if I played my cards right, I could learn a lot while spending some QT with him at the same time.
It was genius.
“Um, okay. I’ll try,” I said, moving over to the first stall and pushing it open with my foot. “But I’ve only done a handful of spells, so don’t laugh if I mess up.”
Asher held his hands up as if in surrender. “I would never !”
Turning back to face the flowing water, I took a few seconds to center myself. This was especially difficult considering I had an audience, and a cute one at that. But I forced my eyes to focus on the water, and when I was ready I pointed at the bowl.
“Retro-undular!”
The water instantly began to taper off until nothing was coming out of the bowl. I stepped forward to peer inside and was
“You just started using magic two weeks ago ?” he asked, his eyes growing big. “You’re kidding me, right? Well, this explains your sudden makeover at least.”
“Is it that bad?” I asked meekly.
“No. Of course not. It’s just . . . it makes sense that you would sort of go crazy over the magic if you recently started using it. Me, I grew up with it. Been casting since I was about four.”
“That long?” I was suddenly embarrassed. “You must think that I’m such a loser. Being a witch and only coming into my powers now.”
“You, Brooklyn, are no loser. You’re just new to it all,” he said, giving me a little smile and nudging me with his shoulder. The touch let off a spark that coursed through my body like a little electric shock.
“Thanks,” I said. Letting out a sigh, I pulled my legs up to my chin and rested my cheek on my knees. I studied Asher’s face and couldn’t help but be reminded of just how cute he was. His skin was tan, and his eyes were almond-shaped and completely magnetic. If it was appropriate to call a guy beautiful, Asher would be it.
And he was magically inclined, just like me.
“I can’t believe you’re a witch too,” I said, shaking my head.
“Yeah. Small world, huh?”
“The smallest.”
We sat there in silence for a few minutes as we both thought about what had just happened. In the course of an afternoon, my life had once again been flipped upside down. My head was spinning. Suddenly I had so many questions. Questions that I didn’t feel comfortable asking my parents but might be able to ask Asher.
“Are we the only ones?” I blurted out. “I mean, who are witches. Are there others like us here at Clearview?”
“Well, there’s my sister, of course, but other than that, not that I know of. Then again, I only just found out about you, so you never know, I suppose,” he said. “There are about a dozen other kids here in town, but they’re spread across the other public and private schools.”
“I had no idea.” There were so many other things I wanted to ask, but I knew this wasn’t the time or place for it. For one, we were holed up in the school bathroom, and two, Abby was still hanging around outside guarding the door. “So, what now?” I asked, suddenly feeling shy that he knew my deepest, darkest secret.
“Now,” he said, winking at me, “we get to have a little fun.”
I started to laugh as he pulled me to my feet. In all the excitement, I hadn’t realized how cold the bathroom was, andI shivered at his touch. The only noise was the constant flowing of the water.
“Mind doing the honors?” Asher asked, motioning toward the stalls. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall as if to watch. When I didn’t move, he gave me an encouraging look. “Come on. Show me what you can do!”
Scared that I would make a mistake and totally embarrass myself, I began to refuse, but then I realized magic was something that we could do together. Asher and I now had this one thing in common, and if I played my cards right, I could learn a lot while spending some QT with him at the same time.
It was genius.
“Um, okay. I’ll try,” I said, moving over to the first stall and pushing it open with my foot. “But I’ve only done a handful of spells, so don’t laugh if I mess up.”
Asher held his hands up as if in surrender. “I would never !”
Turning back to face the flowing water, I took a few seconds to center myself. This was especially difficult considering I had an audience, and a cute one at that. But I forced my eyes to focus on the water, and when I was ready I pointed at the bowl.
“Retro-undular!”
The water instantly began to taper off until nothing was coming out of the bowl. I stepped forward to peer inside and was
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