Mia's POV
"So, the study of classifying organisms is taxonomy?"
"Right. I think that's enough for today."
Diego stands up and walks to the door.
"Leaving already?"
"We're done."
"Now, I help you."
"Right."
"So what do you need help with?"
"Mostly fireballs and temperture control."
"Okay. Let's start with fireballs. When making fireballs try to keep your mind blank. Think only about heat. Think about the heat traveling to your hands. Try it."
"Okay. Mind is blank. Here I go."
WOOSH!
A fireball just wissed by.
"Great. Now work on where your throwing."
I point to the hole in my pillow.
"Sorry."
"It's fine. Now for temperature control. Whe you are making heat, think about the heat getting hotter. With cold, think about getting colder."
"Great. Thanks, Mia. I gotta go. I have a shift at the 7. Bye."
"Bye."
I like hanging out with Diego. We are really bonding. He's nice. It's not like I have feelings for him. I mean how silly is that. Right?
