Magic

13

Abby showed Heather nearly everything before they started.

"What would you like to start on?" Abby grinned.

"Um.....The rope's look nice." She shrugged.

"OK then Heather, right away." Abby led her through the crowd of people and to an empty rope.

"Here you go then." Abby smiled. Heather grabbed the side of the rope. With her arms she pulled herself up the rope smoothly and carelessly. Abby clapped her hands when she reached the top. Heather slide down easily and landed on her feet.

"And this time it didn't freeze." Heather shrugged happily. Abby brought her to the bars.

"Simple." Abby sighed and pulled herself onto the bar. She swung once, then twice. She flipped off with beauty and landed on her feet.

"Cool." Heather smiled. Heather grabbed the bar and pulled herself up. She danged with her feet.

"Cool." Repeated Heather flipping off.

"There are some people you need to meet as well." Abby said leading Heather through the crowd.

Abby reached through the crowd and reached and grabbed someones hand. She pulled another girl through the mass. She had short boyish hair and midnight blue eyes.

"This is Grace. She is a fire." Abby motioned. Grace and Heather shook hands.

"Ice I think?" Grace said. Her voice wasn't low like Heather's or high like Abby's. It was just right.

"Yep." Abby grinned. Grace nodded and looked at Heather top to bottom.

"She needs some work done that's for sure." Grace bit her lip.

"No offense." She added quickly.

"None taken." Shrugged Heather.

"The down type?" Grace tilted her head at Heather.

"Nope, this is all just new to me." Heather nodded.

"Interesting choice, picking a water." Grace changed the topic.

"I don't get what you mean." Heather said confused.

"I mean, you picked a water as a room mate. You know that-" Grace started. This time Heather interrupted.

"That if I touch Abby she'll freeze? Yeah, I know." Heather snapped.

"You are interesting, Ice." Grace grinned.

"You as well, Grace." Heather snickered.

Abby watched the two. Her eyes shifting between the both of them.

"Where do you come from?" She asked Heather.

"What do you mean?" Heather asked again.

"Not the brightest Ice I take it." Grace hissed. "But I mean who's the Ice in your family?" Grace shrugged.

"I got none." Heather smiled.

"A fresh one? No wonder its an Ice." Grace grinned again.

"Whats that supposed to mean?" Heather threatened.

"Nothing bad of course. See ya around Ice." Grace winked and spun on her heel in the other dir