Competition

1.1

A pale girl with fluffy black hair sat at the farthest table from Dani. She was writing something while eating a piece of cake.

A cute boy walked up to her and began speaking. It seemed to be getting heated when the boy flicked the girl's forehead and she paused.

Then she hit him with her book and laughed. "You're so stupid."

"Only for you."

"Shut up, get back to work."

"Whatever you say, your majesty." He bowed and started walking back inside.

'Your majesty?' Dani thought. 'Why can't I get a boy to call me that without a deal? Wait, remember Dani, get the plane!'

An hour had passed and she had no idea what she was going to do. She'd eaten plates full of that disgusting pudding and still couldn't think of a spell to get the plane out without anyone noticing.

'Wait a minute! Cleaning... this morning I... swear I saw a spell to fix objects in that book. If I can fix the plane...'

She pulled out her wand and muttered the spell and a purple beam locked onto the plane.

"Huh..." she said. "Why isn't it working?"

Finally an explosion went off and the plane, now the size of a house, came slowly flying out of the bakery.

"WOAHHH!"

"Run!"

"What the...?"

"My house!"

She shot up as everyone yelled the plane got closer and began backing away.

"WATCH OUT!!" Someone tackled her to the ground.

"Oh no..." she muttered.

"This is wild," the person said.

"Eh?"

"What a disa–" He finally looked back at Dani. "Ah. Sorry, I completely forgot about you."

'He looks...'

"Are you okay?"

'...like a prince.'

"Hey there," the boy said. "Are you listening?"

"Huh? No, don't worry. I'm fine."

"Phew, that's a relief. I don't want anything to happen to a  customer."

"No, no, of course I'm okay."

"Which reminds me..." The boy held his hand out.

"...what?"

"You haven't paid. The raisin bread puddings, remember."

Before Dani could explain that she had no money a large man came up behind them and smacked the boy on the back of the head.

"YOU IDIOT!"

"AAH!"

"Ouch! What was that for, Dad?"

"I can't believe you're asking this young lady for money."

"Of course, she's a customer!"

"Yes, and she almost died in an explosion at our establishment!" the man looked back at Dani. "Today's on the house. Come on, Mark, apologize to the young lady."

"...okay." Mark rubbed his head. "I'm sorry."

"What?! You're Mark Evans?" Dani gasped. "B..but then who's that boy?"