Collision Course

Chapter Nineteen

I had felt my hair go flying, and the wind caught onto me like a parachute. Slowly I felt myself float right side up again. My feet gently touched the ground.

I heard a hearty laugh from behind me, and turned.

There behind me was a boy floating a few feet off the ground. He looked like a new version of Peter Pan.

He had ice blue eyes, the shade of a sunny day sky, and blonde hair.

As his feet settled back onto the floor, I saw his sleeve float up for a second. He had a tattoo that read... this Latin motto, SPQR.

He was hot, but he to, felt.... wrong to crush on. He was off limits.

"Hi," I had said. "I'm Tira."

"I am Jason Grace."

I smiled. Was this the guy that Piper had liked?! OOOOOOOOOO!!!! "Hello, Jason Grace."

He was lucky. He knew his last name.

"What are you going to teach me tonight?" I asked him.

He wrinkled his nose, in confusion. It was kind of cute how a small scar on his lip seemed to smile when he did that.

"I have no-" he cocked his head, and seemed to listen to something in his ear. Probably a voice in his head.

"Okay, seems like we will have some training. Apparently, my f- I mean, someone- gave you a gift." he paused, uncomfortable. It seemed like his voice was screaming in his head.

"Annoying voices?" I asked.

He nodded, shyly, when it was done.

"So," I pressed. "What kind of gift?"

"A magical one."

I smiled. "Good. My type."

"Your type?" He asked.

I nodded. "I'm a w-" A fit of coughing escaped my mouth so bad, that I fell over. He moved as fast as lightning, and caught me.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

I nodded.

"So what were you going to say?"

"I'm a w-" another coughing came.

He shook his head sadly. "It looks like the g-" at that word he too, started coughing.

This time, we switched roles.

I rushed to his side, on the ground.

"Jason? Are you okay?" I asked.

His fit ended, and he smiled up to me. "Yeah. I think we've both learned our lesson."

I nodded. "Agreed."

He laughed at my "serious" face.

At his laugh again, I giggled. He was sweet, and kind. I can completely tell why Piper likes/liked him. I'm not positive what her standards with him at the moment... Or even if she/they truly exists.

He straightened up quite quickly though.

"It's time to get back to business, now." He sounded serious, but he still had a small smile on his face.

"Okay. So about that gift...." I said, letting the sentence trail off.

"Yeah, you were given a ... special .... gift, and it will enable you to ... fly?" He seemed to look to the sky as he asked that. It rumbled quietly, as if agreeing to him.

"Fly?" Oh, I really hope he'd say he was not kidding. I've always wanted to fly. Like really badly. "Do I get my own pair of wings?!"

Please ay yes, please say yes!