Chapter 15/ Clay

15 1 0
                                    

POV Clay
     I'm what people call the popular guy. To girls I'm the cute one. To guys I'm the cool one. To coaches I'm the strong one. To teachers I'm the smart one. None of those names would help me in the situation I'm in now. Let me explain.

     On the first day of school I was, of course, in the front row of the assembly. When it was over, instead of running to be first, I waited. I hate fighting the crowd to get in front. Of course, like everyone else, I was excited to get my card, but I didn't get into line until I saw a girl with long brown hair. I've seen many pretty girls but I've never dated. If I ever did that would cause a lot of drama. I'm not saying this girl is pretty. She's a little smaller then average and her hair covers her whole back. She looks normal other then she's very weak looking.

When it was her turn she was about to grab a card but she stop. There was still a few people to get though and she just stop. "Hurry up you taking forever." When that came out of my mouth it sounded a bit rude but she didn't look like she could do damage on my title so I didn't care. She slightly look back at me but quickly looked away. In that moment I saw her eyes. She has light brown eyes that sparkle in the light. She grabbed a card, from a different pile then the others, and left.

     I grab a card from the normal pile and walk away. I look to where that girl went and saw her standing next to another girl. I didn't stop to look for long because it would hurt my title to be looking at an average girl like her.

     It was a few days after that day

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

     It was a few days after that day. In my mind I kept thinking back to the girl. I'm not sure why I kept thinking to her. How her long, light brown hair shined. Also how small she was. She has the body of a baby fairy, but she is as tall as a elf.

My friends and I use the old training room. Nobody uses it but us. It makes it easier for us to train alone. As I start to leave I see a girl with midnight hair and matching eyes. Her hair goes just below her shoulders and it's well kept. I knew her immediately. Everyone knows her. If not from her confident walk or her midnight eyes and hair, it would be from her proud smile. She was Luna, a third year, and a legend. She is from the Wisher family and is said to be the Wishers sister.

I immediately wonder where's she goin because she doesn't use the old training room. I don't ask her, of course. Nobody question her. I'm about to round the corner when I bumped into someone. I see them fall and dropped their lunch. I was about to say sorry when I saw that it wasn't someone of importance. Instead it was the girl with long brown hair.

So I say, "hey! Watch where you're going!" My friends snicker a little and start to leave but I stay. I like to see what people do after something like that.

     "How rude! Didn't you see that I fell! Yet you don't care at all!" She yells at me as she gets up quickly. She sharply turns around to face me and as she does her beautiful long hair spins with her. When it lands on her shoulders her angry face softens. I see her face to face for the first time. It was a good thing no one was around because for the first time in forever I lose my cool. Her tiny lips, soft eyes, straight hair, and rosy cheeks.

"Sorry." She quickly responds, turns around, and leave. Out the door at the end. She quickly leaves my sight but not my mind.

The Fairy Godmother Legend- The Mage Series Book 1Where stories live. Discover now