Who needs another woman? I'm here, man.It doesn't have to end up a waste of time.This life—and whatever comesBut here if you stay this will be okay
I sang the last stanza with full emotion and feeling, and glace at Miro, who swayed his fingers over the piano keys. I technically wrote this song like months ago for him.
Everyone clapped their hands when we finished performing.
"You're so good, Mary," he said, touching my shoulder with a smile. I smiled back. It wasn't about having feelings for him, but something stirred inside me—it's just that this was the first time in a while I'd felt something.
"Your piano added so much to that," I said simply.
The first pair was done. I headed to the computer laboratory. The only reason I came to school today was because of this task. I've been having a hard time coping with people here, but I won't let my partner—or our group—fail. Not even for myself.
"You're here," RJ said as I sat beside him.
"Yeah, you didn't think I'd let you do this alone, did you?" He might have done everything on the chart—coding and all that—but he can't present in front of everyone. He said he's been having anxiety attacks.
"I heard your performance earlier."
"Oh—forget that. It's just something I do for grades," I chuckled as I said it.
"You're really good, though," he complimented.
"Your girlfriend sound good too."
"Girlfriend? You don't mean Shan, do you?"
"Why? Something wrong with that?"
"Shan's my cousin, bro—what the heck?"
"What? For real? Oh my gosh... I thought-" I said, surprised. I couldn't believe I thought they were a couple.
He laughed at my wrong assumption. But who wouldn't? I mean, they're always together, so I just assumed.
The presentation ended successfully, and I headed to the cafeteria, where I immediately saw Jad and the others. They saw me too, and for some unknown reason, I felt myself being pulled toward them.
"What the heck, Jad!" I twisted—he had just used his magior to pull me toward them.
"Your heck. You've been gone for days, didn't answer our calls, and now that you're back, you won't even talk to us."
"I just finished my paired activity. After lunch, I'm skipping the next class."
"Really? You can do that—but try to get out of this." He challenged me. He used his magior to summon an enchanted rope that bound my whole body. I couldn't move. "Use your magior. If you can get out of my grip, I'll let you go and do whatever you want."
"Jad Quinlan! Get off me!"
I hissed, but it didn't work. I tried to use my fingers to summon my magior, but the rope held even tighter. I think I was using it the wrong way.
"If only you attended science class regularly, you'd know how to get out of this."No matter how hard I tried, it seemed impossible. I was just going to run out of energy.
"Jad, I think you should stop. You're hurting your cousin," Harmony tried to convince him, but he didn't budge.
"Jad, stop it!" Reina spoke firmly.
"No! And—"
"Let go of her, Jad. So what if she didn't look at us earlier? She must've busy—"Micah stopped mid-sentence, and suddenly all their attention was on me.
"Let this off. Take it off!" I pointed my finger at the thing pulling me—and it let me go. Everyone's eyes were on me. I was just as shocked as they were, seeing me do that.
"Mary, how—" Jad was too stunned to speak. Everyone knew the pull magior couldn't possibly be broken using another type of magic. It had to be released by the caster. But I did it—I freed myself with the enchantment I created.
Micah grabbed my bag, searching for something. The book. She opened it and started flipping through the pages, maybe looking for the enchantment I just used.
"It's not there. I just did that out of nowhere—"
"It's here. But—"
"What? How is that possible? I made that up on the spot with my own words."
"It is. Mary, look—it's your handwriting," Reina said, pointing at the page in the book. She was right. It was my handwriting printed there.
"How did—" I was so confused. Why was it there when I had just made it up?
"Mary. I think every enchantment you do—purposely or not—gets written into this book."