Magic

22

Heather shot her ice at the cup of water. Only a feeble spark shot from her hands. She sighed and slumped in a chair. The chill of Christmas was leaving slowly. Grace walked up next to her.
"What's up?" Grace grinned. She snapped her fingers. The table burst into flames. She folded her thumb down and the fire disappeared with a sizzle. Heather sighed and looked at Grace who was still grinning.
"Ice problems?" Grace snickered.
"Oh shut up." Heather shrugged off.
"Oh come on." Grace rolled her eyes but Heather was already out the door.
Heather raced through the door and bumped into Mark.
"Heather?" He asked backing up.
"Hey! Haven't seen you, Oliver, Claire and Helen for quite a while." Heather nodded.
"Yeah." Mark shrugged.
"Ok? Well I best be off Mark. See ya." Heather said and raced around the corner.
Why was Mark there? Thought Heather nervously. It must have been academic reasons, she told herself. Heather turned the next corner. She needed to talk to someone who could tell her what Mark was up to. Someone who could tell her what Skylar's Doctor "evil" was doing. She needed to talk to a Mind.

Heather turned around and raced down the hallway. She crossed the hallway and opened the second training room. She crawled inside and looked around. There was Liz. Her violet eyes closed and a stack of books floating above her head.
"Liz!" Heather cried.
The books tumbled down on top of Liz as she opened her eyes.
"Oh, hi Heather. Long time no see huh? Now what is it you need of me?" She asked gently.
"Come with me. You'll see." Heather grabbed the door handle and waited for Liz.