''Okay, go back now. I have decided the best one. Tomorrow will be the result day. Dismiss.'' She walked out of the cafetaria. Egoistic and full of attitude. Spoiled brat!! She uiss beautiful, but filled with pompousness.
Today was a hectic day. I am in no mood to walk to the house. I walked out of the school and to a secluded area near the tree. I started circling my hands slowly then rapidly with eyes closed.
''Working out, Mr.Newcomer.'' I abruptly stopped and turn around to see the beauty ,Zela.
''Yea....sort of.'' I try to hide the uneasiness in my voice.
''You will be knowing me, I am Zela. What's your handsome name?'' Now, she is acting changed, without any attitude and i-am-the-best look.
''I am Alan.'' I forwarded my hand for a handshake. She took it happily.
''Where do you live?''
''5th amo street. '' She smiled hearing my answer.
'' We live close enough. Would you mind walking with me to the house?'' I am tired and was thinking to go by my bubble but seeing her my tiredness has gone.
''Sure!Let's go.''
We were walking silently giving small glances at each other, every now and then.
''You live with your parents?'' She asked.
''Yea, but they are out for a trip to Turkey, and you?''
''I live alone. My parents died.''
''Would you like to have a coffee with me at the cafe on the side street ?'' She asked me out of nowhere.
'' I would appreciate it, but I am tired.'' Though it was not the reason, the rage is building inside me and I don't want to show the real Me to her.
''It's okay.'' I can't control now, the rage ready to burst out. I winked to stop it, to control it. But all in vain. My eyes changed color from blue to deep black. I stopped on my track.
''What happen?'' She asked.
''You go.'' I said controlling myself.
''But what's the problem?''
''Go.Away.'' She touched my hand and immediately took it off. I regained my normal self.
''I am sorry Zela, i got a migraine.'' She looks shocked.
''I got an electric shock when I touched you. Why?''
''Shock? Are you kidding?'' I know she is right, but I couldn't reveal myself.
''No, it was not at all my assumption, your body was an electric pole dammit!'' She air quoted the sentence. The passerbys seeing us.
I blinked and said the magic word zela and circled my arms forming a magic bubble. The next moment we were inside it.
''What is it Alan?'' She was shocked.
''Listen Zela!!''
''What? That you are a weird. What is this place?''
''It's a magic bubble. My bubble.''
''Are you kidding? You think I am a loony that I'll trust you!''
''Stop it,Zela! I am explaining you.''
''Explain!!'' She crossed her arms around her chest.
'' This is a magic bubble as it is told to me by the voice.It will be a lil bit weird to hear, but I can do Magic.''
''Ohhhh.....Alan.....for God's sake, stop joking.'' She said while laughing and clutching her stomach. She looks too cute. But she is mocking me.
''It's true....'' I said whispering but she heard.
''I am not a six year old who will believe in magic and magic. This bubble is some kind of technology, you are having its remote control, right?'' She is not believing me. It's time to show some action. I repeated the spell and the bubble started its journey upwards. I watched her reaction. She made an o face. I smirked. Wait! Why am I showing her? You will come to know. The future will tell. That voice answered.
''Alan! People will see us, take it down. Where's its remote control?''
''I told you this is a magic bubble. It requires only a spell to float in the air. And for the people, it is not visible, no one can see us or the bubble but we can see everyone.'' The bubble was as transparent as a soap bubble. It looked like one, shiny, thin, glass like, reflecting sunlight soap bubble. But the difference is no one can see it.
''Alan, I am a science student. I believe in logic not in magic. It is something new, I haven't heard of. Maybe you are right, all this is magic but my mind is opposing my heart which wants to believe you.'' She touched the bubble like it was some cute cat. She turned around to face me.'' Slap me!''
''Huh?''
''Alan,slap me.''
''No way!''
''Please, i want to see whether its a dream or reality.'' No, I can't.
''Please! Please! Please!'' With a stone on my heart, I closed my eyes and slapped her. I opened one of my eye to see the aftermath. Her back was towards me. She was gazing outside, seeing the tall buildings.
''You know you are one kind of a strange girl. Everyone asks for a pinch to check whethet they are dreaming or not, but you aaked for a slap.'' I said with humour.
''Only a slap seems real to me. My foster mother used to hit me after my dad, my foster dad expired.'' I noticed her eyes brimming with tears. She is telling me about her life. I watched her intently. The bubble flying over the city's tall buildings.
''A slap always reminds me of reality, a reality which cannot be changed. I never saw my real parents nor do I ever heard of them. Ttill the age of 7, my home was an orphanage, our caretaker used to tell us stories, stories of princesses, fairies and magic. Then I got adopted by my foster parents, I was on cloud nine, I got everything which I have desired and dreamed of. It was like a magical experience. Samuel, my dad used to call me princess. He loved me the most that even my real dad would not be able to. But he left, he left me alone.'' She broke into tears. I don't know what to do now? I spelled the word and blinked and with that her tears convert into glowing fireflies.
