Morgan lifted her head suddenly. She had- Nope. Gone again. On the upside, her headache had just about cleared and her stomach had settled. She felt almost back to her regular self. She stretched and yawned, getting to her feet. Her phone vibrated gently in her pocket as she got to her feet. She pulled it out and headed outside for a breath of fresh air. she read the text as she walked, her mind on the phone and not her surroundings.
You're so naive, Morgan. I'm not going to go away. I'm going to be here forever.
Just like your power.
-Jake
It felt like someone had hit her in the chest with a brick. She sank to the ground. It looked like she was at the clearing used for battle training. Things were much worse than she thought. She... She never thought he would know. She had been so careful, so cautious, and it had all been futile.
Why was he only bringing it up now? She had been at Arcana for almost three years now. She hadn't had as much control over her power in her early teens as she did now. It looked like that was when her caution had slipped and her power had revealed itself...
She could remember the night of their first date like it was only yesterday.
"You look beautiful tonight, by the way." Jake had told her, the light reflecting off of his blonde hair. She blushed and looked at her shoes. "Thanks." She looked up at him, a small smile on her face. He held out his hand and she took it. Together they stepped out onto the ice. At first, they had tried to impress each other, but when they had both realized that neither of them could skate, they gave up and simply focused on remaining upright. They hadn't done very well and ended up on their behinds several times. They had then went and got dinner. "So, do you know what you want to do when you leave school?" She had asked over their pizza. He laughed, and the wonderful sound of it made her smile. "Morgan, I barely know what I'm going to have for dessert. What about you?" She had smiled a little. "I'm going to teach. I'm going to teach people like me." He raised an eyebrow. "What, pretty girls who aren't smart, can't ice skate to save their lives-" She had laughed and swatted him on the arm. "-but who still manage to be amazing?" She had looked at her plate, a blush lighting her cheeks.
He had walked her home, taking her hand. "I'd love to do this again." He had told her on her doorstep. She had laughed. "I don't think my body could take that," She had replied. He laughed. "No, I mean me and you... together. Would...would you like that?" She had nodded, unable to speak. He had given her a small kiss on the cheek, before walking away.
Morgan felt a fiery determination inside of her. She hit reply.
Oh yeah? Well, if you know what I can do, then you should know that there are a hell of a lot more people out there, just like me, but three, four times as powerful. You want to come get me and make me pay? Come find me.
She got to her feet and stormed back to the school, engrossed in her own thoughts.
Alli stared at the lacy red thong on the ground. She felt a strange mix of revulsion and a desire to burst into laughter. The result was a smothered laugh. Lulu's reaction, however, sent her into howls of laughter. She had trouble getting her breath back- and every time she did, another wave of laughter hit her. She leaned against a couch as she tried to recover. A glance at the thong send her into laughter again. She sank to her feet, her sides aching.
"I...I take it that's not yours then?" She finally managed to recover enough to speak. She stood up and glanced along the couch. The waves of laughter tried to get out as she noticed something on the couch. She held them up, laughter breaking out again.
"Oh, Miss Allen, I think you're going to kill me with laughter." She said, wiping her eyes. "Aw, dammit, you made me ruin my eye make-up!" She laughed in mock anger. "Listen, I need to head back to my room. I need the, ah, little girls room. I'm not running out on you if... they aren't yours, I promise." She said, rubbing her hands together.
She headed back upstairs, her sides still hurting. She wasn't quite as observant as she should have been. She headed into the bathroom, grabbing her eyeliner on the way and locking the door.