Chapter Twelve - The Basement

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Strolling aimlessly throughout the school for the rest of the afternoon hadn’t been what June had been expecting on her first official day at Evergreen.

Then again, she hadn’t exactly anticipated the fact that she’d run in with an experienced electric-talent with a temper that far surpassed her own – not that June had that much of a temper.

“Why couldn’t mine be physical?” she muttered angrily.

June found herself winding around the buildings, always ending up by her dormitory building when she managed to realise that she’d come to a stop.

Before she could start another endless round of the school, a shrill ring of the bell pierced the warm air. June jumped in surprise and winced at the high-pitched noise.

She turned to face the yard and was stunned to see a sea of students just pouring out from the doors to every building. There were multiple shouts of glee from the freedom and many of the first-years she could spot looked more than relieved that they had managed to survive their first day.

June was overwhelmed the amount of students before her eyes and she felt undeniably small and insignificant.

“Junie! What are you doing?”

June snapped out of her daze. “Huh?”

“Hey.” Eric grinned. “How was your first day? Did you like your specialty class?”

June’s face turned sour at the mention. “Do you know a girl called Gretchen?”

Eric’s faced mirrored her expression. “Oh. I see. Hey, I didn’t know you were as skilled as her!”

“Neither did I,” she muttered. “Is she always so . . .”

She trailed off, unable to complete it without saying something mean.

Eric grinned and waved his hand. “I get what you mean. We’re in the same year level as her. I started school here since we were first-years. I remember she gave me this shock when I bumped into her in the cafeteria line by accident.”

Eric loosened his school tie a little and made a face. “Then Josh upset her a couple months back when he took the last cup of ice cream from her hands. I stopped just in time with some water.”

June’s eyes widened in surprise. “You scared her off just with a bit of water?”

“It was more like –” Eric gestured towards the ground and out shot a jet of liquid. It spread out to form a thin wall, large enough to cover someone with a tall stature. “Let’s just say, electricity does not mix well with water.”

She wanted to smile at this, at the fact that Gretchen had been outmatched by a flimsy wall of water. But then, June quickly came to realise that she’d be just as affected.

June cautiously shifted away but Eric noticed.

“Oh, right. Forgot about that.” He smiled sheepishly and dropped his hand.

The water fell back into the ground and created a small puddle of mud. She steered clear of it and started heading towards the administration building.

June suddenly didn’t feel very safe next to Eric anymore.

“Hey, hang on, I’m sorry!” he called after her.

June quickened her pace.

“Junie, come on,” he whined, easily matching her strides with his long legs and walked backwards to face her. “You’re my friend. I would never try anything like that on you.”

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