Elements

CHAPTER FIVE

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When the bell signaling the end of class rings, I  quickly walk away so Harry wont catch up. However, my plan failed when he decided to jog to get next to me. He grabs my shoulder and turns me around, "Reece, listen. I know you think I lied to you about my element, but I didn't. I just didn't tell you. We can still hang out, I mean, if your not one of those people who falls for the stereo type that fire and water can't even be friends." I look him in the eye, "It's not a stereo type, fire and water do hate each other. You can't deny that. Plus my mom would kill me if she knew I was starting to have a crush on a fire."

Whoops. I wasn't supposed to say that last part. He puts his eyebrows together, "Your mom doesn't have to know. And- wait. Did you say you have a crush on me? Oo, you want some of this," he waves his hands up and down his body. I laugh sarcastically, "No. I said starting to. Obviously not anymore, fire." He shakes his head, "Whatever. We should get to class." Yes, the conversation is over. I walk away to get to my healing class. Before Harry is completely out of earshot I hear him say this, "I hate this stupid element. All it does is destroy everything. I wish it would go away."

That seems a little dramatic. I wanted to go back and yell, Drama Queen!, but that seems a little mean. He obviously didn't want me to here him say that. I walk into the classroom and take a seat next to Chelsea. The teacher walks in, "Hello class, I'm Mrs. Lancaster. Today we will learn who can heal, and who can't. However, recently a lot of the healing genes have been, how to put this correctly, bred out of the gene pool. I'm guessing less than half of you will be healers." To put this long, boring process shortly, we put our hands in water and healed an injured squirrel. I have no idea where they got the squirrel or how it was injured, but it didn't seem legal. I could heal, Chelsea couldn't, and about ten other people out of the thirty-two person class could heal. I seriously hope this class gets last boring.

When the bell rings signaling class to end, a boy comes up to me. "Hi, I'm Brendon. I saw you in class, you can heal right?", he asks and I nod. He continues, "So can I. I know I came kind of randomly, but you seemed like a nice person." I smile, "Thank you, do you want to sit with me at lunch. I mean, my friends will be there too, but if it's cool with you..... yeah." He laughs, "Sure, but only if your friends are cool with it." "They will be." I like him.