Burned

Chapter Seven

It was Friday. I felt good: the potion was brewed, the spell was ready, and I had given Mir the proper time to figure out if she was with us or with us. There was no second option. Everything was ready. Dolls and I had talked -- a lot. She wanted to make sure I was ready for-- well, everything. I was, even if she was hesitant.

There was no room for my feelings to get in the way. We had one shot at this and I wasn't going to fail. I walked into Salem High School with a mission on my mind. It took me until after lunch to find Mir. When I did she was talking to Ivelyn who apparently, had gone to Sage's house. Of course, we had already text Sage to give her the heads up, so she was expecting her.

The two of them chatted away. No blood was spilled. It was honestly kind of boring. I thought for sure Ivelyn would throw a couple of fireballs at her. I'm not sure what the two of them talked about, but Ivelyn showed up to Science class the next day. I hadn't asked her, but from what I saw Troy and her were still broken up.

"Hey," I told them as I walked up. Ivelyn wore a spaghetti strap black dress that stopped right below her butt. Once again, I was surprised she didn't get dress-coded. Mir wore a pink top with yellow polka dot shorts. She looked nervous when she saw me.

"What's up, Moreau?" Ivelyn asked looking behind me in the hallway. I didn't have to ask her to know she was looking for Troy. Even if they were still broken up, those feelings didn't just die. It took a long time for feelings for someone to dissipate. Even then, you may think you're totally over someone, then something happens and you're right back where you were before.

It was messed up. I think it was a cruel cosmic joke, that no matter how much time passed the mind remembered everything. I hated it. When I was a kid, I always thought it was impossible to care for two people at the same time. Then, I got older and met Daniel and Erik. That was also the time my life took off on a roller coaster of ups and downs.

"Uh nothing, just hanging out." I was terrible at small talk. It was more than that, it was the added fact that I was trying to talk to Mir -- alone.

"Okay, weird much?" Ivelyn snapped, then went back to staring at the hallway. She was extra today, which wasn't good for me. I didn't have any patience, to begin with, and she was already waning on me. Since Ivelyn was so distracted I took that time to give Mir a look. She was avoiding me.

"I guess, um do you mind if I just borrow Mir for a second?" I asked. I wasn't going to miss this chance. Mir and I needed to talk. Ivelyn didn't seem to even hear me.

"Yeah, whatever." She strode down the hall, popping her hips out as she walked. Troy must be down there and she wanted to make sure he saw her.

"That was easy," I commented lightly.

"Look, I'm sorry I've been avoiding you. I didn't really know what to tell you. I still don't." I couldn't hide my disappointment. Although, I wasn't totally surprised. It was Mir after all. 

"Oh, no worries. I get it." My face told a different story than what my words were saying. It wasn't fair of me to be so harsh on Mir -- I knew that, but it didn't stop those feelings from bubbling to the surface. 

"I want to tell you that I'm on board, but I still have doubts." I hadn't had a chance to tell her that Dolls was ready to help us. She also didn't know that the potion was ready and the spell already written up. I was still trying to give the illusion that this was her choice. It wasn't and as her doubts filled the air, it became harder to keep it up.

The spell was happening and the potion would be given to Scarlett.

"I understand. What questions do you have?" There wasn't much time, but we had a few minutes. She looked at the busy hallway, then back at me. Her blue eyes reminded me of the ocean as a storm passed over.