My Speed

What?

Kayla’s POV
I was just sitting on the beach braiding my hair one day, what should I do after being
here for about 20ish years?, thinking about how the magic here makes me more
powerful when I hear a rustle in the bushes.
Oh no!
Lost Boys!
Gotta go!
“Hold up! Who are you?” A british voice asked.
Oh no! Oh no, no no no no!
This cannot be happening!
“Uhh,” I trailed off, damn this boy was cute.
He smirked, “Thanks, I get that a lot.”
Dreamshade! He’s a mind reader!
He nodded, I groaned.
And he is also a cocky, arrogant, smartass and most importantly a JERK! I thought.
And she’s a rude little girl. He thought.
“I know I am.”
“How did you..?” He stuttered.
“Magic,” I whispered mockingly. The boy growled. He grabbed my arm and pulled me so we had little space between us. I. Did. Not. Like. It.
“Oh I have a hard time believing that,” the boy said.
I sighed, Pan.
“Where’s your little pet, huh Pan? Where’s Feee-lix?” I asked, giggling as I dragged the “e” in his Second In Command’s name.
He growled at me.
Protective huh? Protective of what? Your friend or your dick’s honor?
“”SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU GIRL!” He yelled at me.
“I didn’t say anything,” I laughed. “You read my mind,” I smiled at him.
He seemed ready to punch me till I saw two figures run over to us. One blonde boy ran to him. He tossed his mace to the grass and I saw his scar and-Felix. See no more.
That scar is Felix’s. The other had slightly darker blonde hair, but blonde all the same, ran up to me and froze.
Wha-? Oh…
“Ben…” I whispered.
He just stared at me with his jaw hung open.
I am in deep shit…