บท 26: Ch. 26 Magick
Myrddin is out in the woods alone.
Caval, that furry fucker, has ditched him yet again. Myrddin doesn't know why but Caval has been acting weirder lately. It's almost like Caval likes him some days but avoids him others.
Anyway. He's out in the Preserve after his lacrosse practice trying to practice his magic and waiting for something else to happen. He doesn't have anywhere else to practice, at least not that is private and secluded. There might be some abandoned buildings but who knows who can just pop up outta nowhere.
The Challenger is back at his house along with his brown leather jacket.
After he bought his cleats and went home to tell his mom the news about lacrosse he had a vision.
He saw the girl he gave his pen to driving an SUV, the same car that nearly hit Scott and himself the previous night. The girl ends up accidentally hitting a dog and freaking out. He watches as she somehow manages to get the hurt dog into her trunk and speeds away. The vision doesn't stop until she gets to the veterinary clinic and asks Scott for help.
The vision was much longer this time. And he was able to watch for longer because his point of view this time around was from the passenger seat.
At least he had a pretty good idea where this was going to happen because the vision lasted so long.
There was plenty of time until he had to save the dog and the girl from a traumatic experience.
Even if everything worked out, he couldn't just let a dog get hit when he could do something about it.
So for the meanwhile he planned on messing around with his magic.
What he found is that magic is technically everywhere. But he wouldn't call it magic, so he decided to call the mystical energy mana. Very creative.
Basically mana is everywhere. Specifically in the earth and even in himself. That euphoric feeling is his mana deep inside himself. But it's not physically there. It isn't tangible until he uses it to affect reality. That's how he uses magic. He controls the mana within himself to change reality.
He's still new to this whole thing but he's working on some things.
His mana can be used in various ways but it's tricky because it isn't a constant thing that he can control. It's very much so tied with his emotions.
Myrddin theorizes that this is because he can't us mana from outside his body… yet.
And so he has to drag his mana from deep inside himself and use it.
Now it's a little confusing because he can tell he has a lot of mana, but he can only reach the surface right now.
To visualize it: imagine he is trying to get water from the ground. It's very hard with your bare hands but it isn't impossible. But if he uses a shovel it becomes easier, like using his wand. Now he's just starting off, but as he practices and understands it more he's able to get better equipment. Like eventually he might be able to upgrade his hands to the shovel while the shovel progresses to the next stage. Basically he becomes proficient enough with using magic without his wand that when he uses the wand it's even better and easier.
And eventually that hole he is digging will get bigger and bigger until it becomes a well that he can easily get water from the depths of it. Like getting his mana from his depths.
A weird analogy but that's what he's working with for now until he thinks of a better one.
Myrddin also theorizes that his mana is coming from his soul and not his body since mana is intangible. And he's able to use his body as a conduit for his magic like his wand is a conduit. That's why he's able to do magic without the wand.
But then shouldn't everyone be able to use magic? What makes him so special? If the earth has mana then is it alive or does it have a soul? And how can he use and manipulate the mana outside his body?
He doesn't have the answer to most of those questions.
But he can try the last question. What he theorizes is that he will eventually be able to use the mana outside his body. Or at least use his mana to manipulate the mana outside his body.
Very complicated and confusing. But not impossibly so.
And what he's trying to do now is try and improve his current knowledge.
"Ignis" Myrddin whispers and in his right palm a small flame flickers to life.
He closes his hand around the flame and reopens his hand. "Ignis!" He commands.
*Fwooosh!*
A flame, the size of a volleyball, instantly bursts to life above his palm and burns brightly.
The flame slowly fades away as Myrddin studies it. He could have kept it there for a while but he wanted to see how it would fade away. He just wanted to satisfy his curiosity.
Anyway, what he had just demonstrated for himself is that he can control the strength of his spells. Right now it's a little hard but even with just changing how he says the incantation the results are this diverse. It's basically like lazily calling forth a fire, which is the little flicker of fire, by whispering. And by shouting he is forcing more mana out to create the bigger and more powerful fire. When you whisper something you aren't as emotional, but the louder you are the more emotional you are or get.
So since emotions correlate to strength you should get the picture. Shout incantation, get better results. Simple.
But he could also get the big flame by whispering too.
"Ignis~…"
*Fwoooosh!*
The big flame bursts into existence again.
Myrddin whispered the incantation and got the same result as if he had shouted it. But this required a lot more focus and mana to do.
The flame disappears the same as the others.
Now a theory Myrddin has is that if there was already a fire burning he might be able to take control of it.
Like how he can use water that is already in existence or manipulate the shape of the earth. Both are already in existence and he can shape them with his mana. But they're separate from the World's mana. If they were part of the World's mana then he wouldn't have been able to manipulate them… yet.
What is interesting is his wand. He can't manipulate it whatsoever. He hasn't tried burning it but he couldn't manipulate water inside it or the wood itself. This means that this guy was formed from the World's mana.
And this leads Myrddin to believe the reason his magic while using the wand incorporates some of the World's mana in conjunction with his own.
When he's eventually able to manipulate the mana outside his body he will be able to alter the wand, in theory. Or even make one of his own?
Myrddin faces his palm towards the ground. "Terra!"
Suddenly a spike of dirt shoots out from the ground pointing its sharp edge away from Myrddin.
This was his trick he was going to use against the beast.
From what Myrddin saw with his brief encounters, the beast is very fast. Probably even faster than he is right now with his new body. While he plans to change that in the future, for now he had planned to cause the beast to impale itself with its own momentum.
It may not work more than once but all he needs is for it to work once. If he can inflict enough damage with the initial attack he can finish the beast off with some other tricks.
Now as for some other attacks…
Besides his fire and earth he can't really attack with his water or wind. He can probably partially blind the best with his wind and lightly defend himself with the water.
In the future he can probably make blades out of water and air. It right now that isn't really an option.
Something else that isn't an option at the moment, but could be in the future, is him manipulating a persons man's within their body to heal them.
This is very complicated and he can't exactly try it right now even if he had a test subject. He might be able to inject some of his own mana to help guide a persons man's to heal themselves or straight out just use his own mana to heal someone else. He's not sure how his mana heals himself passively either. But healing others is far off into the future for right now. And he doesn't even know how he would heal epilepsy when he is able to…..
Myrddin holds out both hands with his palms facing up at the evening sky.
"Ignis!"
He's trying to form two fires at the same time. But there is nothing. Not even one.
This is because he is focusing on making two fireballs but he isn't capable of this yet so nothing happens.
His magic heavily relies on his focus and intent. And so if his intent is higher than his ability nothing happens.
Otherwise he would just instantly be able to summon forth a lake of fire and destroy the beast even in a monsoon.
This is also the reason why he has to get creative with what he has and work within his boundaries while trying to push those boundaries outwards to expand what he can do.
And if he can't even do two fires…he turns his right palm downwards
"Ignis! Terra!"
There isn't any response. No fire and no change in the earth beneath Myrddin.
Now his theory about this is more simple: Basically, it's like his mana has one exit. So when he tries to shove two different intentions for his mana out, the mana collides at the exit and neither come out.
With this same idea, you could say that when he tries to summon two fires or imagine something that is too big or complicated his mana required for the task is too big for the exit.
Either way, if he can make the exit larger then he can expand what he can do with his magic.
Jumping back to his healing for a lead to something else. His body is passively healing itself with his mana. Or that's what he currently believes to be the case. And if it is, then that means he's manipulating his body with mana already. And he could technically use his mana to affect his body differently besides healing it.
His senses are already cranked to 11. But if he uses his mana, magic, he can potentially crank them higher. And this also applies to his physical attributes, and even his mental attributes as well. Like increasing his speed, strength, reflexes, thinking capacity, perception of time, and the sorts. But he would have to be very careful, especially regarding the things manipulating his brain.
He's probably closer to manipulating his own body than anyone else's. But once he figures out his own body then he can be a step closer to figuring out how to affect someone else's body. And at that point he would just need to learn how to manipulate mana that isn't his own or how to inject his own mana into someone else.
He also found out that he doesn't need to use Venire when he uses certain magic. Like Ignis already has it 'built in' so to speak while Terra in some situations doesn't because he can't currently lift anything too heavy. So depending on how big, heavy, something is when he conjures or manipulates it he can move it around as he wishes.
There are other types of magic he is interested in but simply can't do for now. One example is illusion magic. Another would be the jinx family. The jinx, hex, and curse family line. Basically giving various degrees bad luck or misfortune to someone for increasing amounts of time when you go up the family line. And a few others.
"Aqua"
Myrddin summons forth a buckets worth of water and manipulates it through the air to take various shapes. Eventually he hopes to turn it to ice, or flat out summon manipulatable ice. But for now his best defense is this water. Increasing its surface tension is like making fire hotter, the process is different but it's like increasing the effectiveness and usefulness. The surface tension increasing basically means it will be able to take tougher blows the higher the tension is.
He isn't able to manipulate much earth, dirt, at this point so water is his best option. But Earth would have the best chance at being able to both defend and attack within the near future.
The water zips around in the air. Murddin doesn't need to move his hands around for the liquid to move but it makes it easier.
*Splash~*
He lets the water fall to the ground as he closes his eyes and points his palms out at his sides.
"Ventus!"
A breeze begins picking up around Myrddin. This is a weird one. Because he could just move his finger in a circle or he could keep his arms extended out as he t-poses to achieve the same result.
The wind gets stronger as it's range decreases. And when the wind swirls around Myrddin he drops his left arm to his side and points forward and snaps his eyes open. The wind that was surrounding him bursts forward and goes through the woods as it picks up dirt, leaves, sticks, pebbles, and other light objects.
Over 100 feet away from Myrddin the wind collided into a tree. The wind doesn't do anything to it, but everything that got swept into it pelts the tree and ends up doing a decent amount of damage. It took off some bark from the tree but nothing substantial to actually hurt someone. But if he throws it in someone's eyes it would blind them for a little while while he prepares a more devastating attack like throwing an earth spear or fireball.
While this is currently the extent of his abilities he plans on improving them. And in regards to defending himself he can always rely on his body.
His fighting instincts and intuition are very sharp. Even before he had his body change, he was able to dodge at least one attack of the beast. And when he was at lacrosse practice it became very apparent that he could perform well in a fight even when outnumbered. But if there are more than one of those beasts… hes fucked anyway so maybe taking one down would be good but he couldn't do that as he is right now since he can barely take on one.
He pulls out his phone and looks at the time. "Guess it's time to stop some trauma"
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Myrddin is standing on the side of a road with his hands in his pockets. Perfectly dry.
Yeah, it was down-pouring in his vision.
After about 30 minutes of waiting he realized that today wasn't the day. His visions have slightly changed when happening in reality before so he wanted to play it safe.
But the dark sky has kept back the water works and he's wasted some time. Well, he did end up getting some studying in at least. But nobody likes studying and standing. That's just an annoying combo.
Heading home he wonders what the future has in store for him. If there is a creature like the beast and he himself who has magic, there surely has to be more out there.
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Our first look into Myrddin’s magic! If you have any recommendations on magic please comment them!
This was a little all over the place. But that is to show how Myrddin’s thoughts sporadically jump around from topic to topic.
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บท 27: Ch. 27 Favorite Pen
Myrddin arrives at school early and wanders over towards Finstock's classroom.
*Knock-Knock*
"Sup coach?" Myrddin smirks as he walks into the classroom.
Bobby looks up from revising his class notes. "What happened to the formality from yesterday? Whatever, get your ass over here Merlin"
Myrddin walks over to his coach and stands in front of the teacher's desk. "Yes coach"
"Gettin some mixed signals… I'm sure the ladies love that" Bobby comments as he pulls out the pay book from a locked desk drawer. "Now here it is. Remember, memorized by Friday. Or at least get as close to memorized as you can get. Some of the idiots don't know the plays but the ones that play know the majority by heart"
"Memorized by Friday" Myrddin takes the packet. "And I got a pair of cleats. And I even got some of the other equipment as well"
"Oh? Glad to see you're taking this seriously. Now what's your real name son?" Finstock sits back in his seat.
"Myrddin Wyllt"
Bobby looks at Myrddin like he's stupid. "You know identity theft is a serious problem these days right? Stop fucking around and tell me your name"
Myrddin pulls out his wallet and shows his 2 very different ids. "I've gone through this so many times coach. By the way, did I thank you for stopping Jackson last year?"
"You…. What the fuck have they been feeding you to go from THAT to THIS and can I have some? God DAYUM! This is either the craziest thing I've ever seen, and I watched you practice yesterday, or this is gonna be the best prank anyones ever pulled on me. And if this is a prank I gotta ask who made the fake id because that looks real as shit" Finstock can't believe this is the same Myrddin who Jackson nearly killed the first day of school a year ago. His brain feels like it's short circuiting.
"Not a prank coach. I'm the same Myrddin who had his hair dyed red at homecoming" Myrddin opens the play book and glances through the pages.
"At this point… I don't even care. If they catch your identity theft then I never knew about. Now if you don't have any questions get outta here. You're beginning to make me wish I work out more by just standing there" Bobby flips to the next page of class notes.
"Just one I think. Where do I turn in the money?" Myrddin puts the playbook in his backpack.
"Give it to the athletic director. He should take care of things from there. Whenever you get it you can give it to him before practice and by the end of practice you'll be an official, player that paid, member of the team" Finstock responds lazily
Myrddin walks out of the classroom. "Will do. Thanks coach. See you at 2:35"
He walks down the halls towards his Advanced Anatomy class.
*Bump* *Swoosh!*
Something, or someone, bumps into Myrddin's back as he walks towards his class. He turns around and sees the girl he loaned his pencil.
Allison just bumped into somebody and dropped her folder full of papers. "Crap. Sorry about that" She says without looking up while crouching down and beginning to pick up her papers.
Myrddin kneels down and helps her. "What's with all the papers? Are you that eager to use my pencil?"
"Wha-?" Allison looks up and sees Merlin helping her. "Oh, totally. Best pencil ever"
"I know right? That one was my favorite" Myrddin collects the papers and stands up.
Allison gets her papers straightened out and looks at Merlin. "WAS your favorite? By the way, here. I brought my own today" She fishes his pencil out from her bag and hands it over.
"Glad to know you aren't a pen stealer? I thought you left the practice a little early yesterday to avoid me so you didn't have to return it" Myrddin hands the papers over while he takes his pencil back.
"No, my mom just came to pick me up- Wait, we're you watching me yesterday?" Allison comes to a realization.
"Watching is kinda strong in this scenario. I'd say I took a couple glances every now and then. So, you're a part of Lydia's clique? Must be exciting" Myrddin moves their conversation to the side of the hall and Allison follows.
"Lydia's clique? I guess I am? I don't know. I just moved to town yesterday and it's still undecided if she's just befriending me to make fun of behind my back or if she genuinely wants to be my friend. Hard to tell with the types of girls like her" Allison moves a lock of her hair behind her ear while she gives a nervous smile.
"I'm sure Lydia's genuine, this time. But you're new to Beacon Hills? That's funny because I moved here a year ago basically. Where were you from before this place?" Myrddin smiles as he remembers it's already been a year. But then he wonders how long it'll be until they move, it should at least be a while since his dad is coming to live with them in a few months for a few months.
Allison looks a little surprised as her smile grows a little. "I was in San Fransisco for a little bit. My family moves quite a lot. Where were you living before Beacon Hills?"
"Immediately before coming was LA for a week and before that was Miami for a week. Those were the quickest but my stay here in Beacon has been the longest. My family also moves a lot, but I'm never told why" Myrddin recounts.
"You don't get told why? I'd probably demand an answer at some point. My family moves often because my dad is a security consultant and licensed fire arms dealer to local police departments" Allison shoves her folder in her bag to not have it spill again.
Myrddin laughs a little. "Haha. Sounded like you've practiced saying that plenty of times"
Allison blushes a little. "That's probably because I have…"
"So what is all that paper for? It's not lined so I'm going to assume an art class?" Myrddin changes the topic.
Allison looks at the folder. "No, not an art class. Just a hobby of mine that I'll probably drop soon enough. I'm trying out drawing, before I get bored of it like the others"
"Oh? That's interesting. I haven't been very good at art in the past" Myrddin shrugs.
Allison's smile turns to a grin. "What is interesting is you playing lacrosse. You looked like a natural out there. Why didn't you play last year?"
"Ah, thanks. But that was my first practice of any sport. I didn't play last year because I wasn't physically able" Myrddin remembers his glasses and weak frame.
"What type of injury did you have?" Allison wonders what type of injury kept this guy out of sports until literally yesterday.
Myrddin rubs the back of his neck. "I had really terrible eyesight and I didn't look the way I do now. It was actually this summer that I put on some muscle and grew taller"
"Had glasses?"
"Yep, meaning I don't need them anymore. Crazy right? I was going to go blind before 18 but my body decided that it was going to throw me a bone and here I am now" Myrddin raises his arms a small amount.
"That sounds like one hell of a summer" Allison tries picturing a small Merlin with glasses and almost bursts out laughing.
"You have no idea. By the way, can I get your name before we split off? I'm Myrddin Wyllt, but I'm going by Merlin this year" He looks at the time and wants to not be late to Ms. Kendrix's class a second time. Although watching her be mad might be amusing.
"Ohhhh~. See, now Merlin makes sense. I was going to ask if you knew any magic" Allison teases. "I'm Allison Argent. It's a pleasure to meet you"
Myrddin shakes Allison's hand. "I'd say the pleasure was all mine but it seems about even here. I'll see you around Allison"
"See you Merlin"
Myrddin walks away.
And Allison awkwardly follows behind him.
Myrddin coughs into his hand as he blushes a little. "Erhem! I guess we were walking in the same direction before"
Allison wants to take a picture of Merlin's expression but withholds from doing so. "Yeah…"
They both continue walking until Allison gets to her English class where Myrddin says goodbye for real this time.
As he waves goodbye to Allison he can hear Scott and Styles within the classroom talking loudly about a wolf or something. Myrddin chalks it up to Scott's encounter with the beast.
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"Glad you've decided to not make being late a habit for this class Merlin" Ms. Kendrix says as she sees Myrddin walk into her classroom.
"I usually try to be early, yesterday was because of a rough night" Myrddin gets to his seat and takes out the playbook as he begins studying it.
"Since you're taking this class you should know that 8 hours of sleep is the minimum required to stay in good health at your age, and I am a little surprised you are only a Sophomore" Kendrix says while writing on the board, but she can't even write above half the board.
Myrddin corrects her in his head. He doesn't technically need to sleep very long. 3 hours and he's all set. Probably due to his mana and healing. "I'm aware. And I'm a bit ahead of the others in my year"
"A bit? That's modest of you. I looked at your classes and grades from last year and the only other student that got close was a Lydia Martin" Kendrix goes on her tippy toes to try and write a little bit higher.
"Only her?" Myrddin watches Kendrix. "And should you really be disclosing information like that"
"The class rankings may not be public, but they are not private either" Kendrix gives up and writes the next question on the side.
"Mmm" Murddin goes back to his playbook.
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"How was your lacrosse practice yesterday?" Erica asks, while walking up to Myrddin who was looking up at the ceiling.
"Hmm? Oh, hi Erica. It was great, I think. I don't really know what to think since I've only watched one game before yesterday" Myrddin looks at Erica and can tell she's already looking better than yesterday.
"Great is good…" Erica holds her hands behind her back and looks to the side. "Sorry about my mom yesterday…. She can be a bit… much"
"I can relate. My mom is sorta the same way. It's part of their job as a mom to try and embarrass us" Myrddin shrugs.
Erica lowers her head. "She certainly exceeded at that part yesterday…"
They're silent for a moment or two.
"You look better than yesterday, did you take your medicine? I didn't think it would happen so quickly" Murddin changes the subject.
Erica blushes. "I-I did. And this is just make up…"
Myrddin looks closer at her face. "Really? I can hardly tell. My mom might want some tips from you, she likes to go all out when my dad comes home"
"Comes home?" Erica mindlessly asks only to immediately regret asking such a thing.
"Yeah. He works over in London most of the time and only comes on some holidays. But as time goes on he has come home less and less…. Oh! But it's not like he doesn't want to come home. His job just causes him to be very busy. He comes home when he can" Myrddin tries to explain but ends up fumbling half way through and tries to recover.
Erica continues looking at the ground. "I'm sorry. I should have asked-"
"Your fine! If I didn't want to tell you I wouldn't have. Cmon, let's go sign in before we get marked absent or tardy" Myrddin changes the topic for Erica.
She had waited to the last minute to change again to avoid the other girls.
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"Alright students!" The big bellied teacher booms. "Choose a partner before we get your baseline for a few things!"
Myrddin looks at Erica. "Before we buddy up, how good are you at counting? I'll be going for a highscore"
Erica gives a small smile. "If you can do more than I can count you're a superhuman"
"Guess we will find out won't we" Myrddin stretches his back.
Erica can feel the glares trying to kill her from the other girls in the class. "I guess so…"
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Erica looks down at the numbers she's recorded for Myrddin. "Ok, so it's not higher than I can count. But it's much higher than I thought I would need to count… Are you really not a superhuman? These scores are way too high, especially compared to your scores at the end of last year"
"You improved as well Erica, I was surprised by your sit-up score improving so much" Myrddin smirks when looking at her scores. Her push-up scores haven't improved since he first helped record her scores the previous years.
"Don't look at them like that!" Erica snatched her paper and hands Myrddin his own.
"Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean anything rude by it. Just remembering your scores from last year" Myrddin takes his paper and looks over the scores. He's easily tripled most of his scores. But when he was so weak before it isn't surprising. He could probably have done one armed pushups and one legged squats better than most of the class doing regular pushups and squats.
Erica covers her face with the paper and turns around. "Please forget those scores…"
"You're asking me to forget something? That's harder than you would think" Myrddin cracks his neck.
"Don't need to be a smartass about it…" Erica grumbles.
"Would you be able to forget my scores from a year ago? After seeing my new ones I bet not" Myrddin tries to reason.
"I'd have probably remembered them even if you didn't improve…." Erica slumps her shoulders.
"Cmon, let's go turn these things in. At least you can watch me get yelled at for faking my numbers" Myrddin begins walking towards the teacher.
Myrddin ends up having to retake the tests in front of the entire class. But he does the same if not better this time because he's warmed up now.
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After the class ends Myrddin goes into the locker room and grabs his lacrosse things and goes back out into the gym while he waits for Erica.
He gets a few strange looks. But it's mostly girls admiring him. He can't wear cleats in the school so he's currently in his socks.
"What are you doing?" Erica asks after she sees Myrddin holding his lacrosse helmet and stick.
"Waiting to walk you out before going to the field. What are you doing?" Myrddin looks at Erica in her usual baggy clothes.
"I was… actually planning on watching the lacrosse team practice. I heard they have a new player that is a wizard on the field this year" Erica smiles while looking to the side.
"Hmm. I also heard something like that. But are you sure you want to go?" Myrddin taps the stick on the ground gently.
Erica nods in confirmation. "I want to at least see one practice before a game"
"Then we should get going so you can actually grab a seat. They fill up faster than you'll think" Myrddin leads the way.
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"Looks like you're lucky, a few seats are still open" Myrddin says as they walk towards the practice field.
"I guess so…" Erica steps up to the third row on the right side of the bleachers.
"I've gotta get going now, but enjoy the show. If you get bored you can just do some homework right?" Myrddin waves good bye before running off to the field.
Eric's watches his back as he runs off. "Good luck…" She whispers.
Myrddin waves his stick in the air slightly behind his back after hearing that. He runs up to Danny who is stretching. "Think I can get a few practice shots in?"
Danny smirks. "The day I can stop one of your goals is the day we never get scored on again Merlin"
"Then let's get to practicing" Merlin gestures towards the goal.
"Let's" Danny taps his stick against Merlin's chest before running towards his goalie spot.
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Allison and Lydia go back to their same spots as yesterday and when they sit down they can see Merlin and Danny already practicing. It's more than a little onseided, with Merlin making every shot and Danny being just behind. But he's only just behind the ball every time which shows just how good a goalie he is.
"Looks like Myrddin is getting some early practice in" Allison doesn't see a certain cute boy staring at her.
Lydia looks at her new best friend. "Did you meet Myrddin?"
"So you know him to?" Allison asks back.
Lydia flips her hair. "I talked to him after their practice ended and it turns out I did know him before. But I didn't recognize him he changed so much. Your turn~"
"I… bumped into him before my first class this morning… literally. I dropped my folder full of paper and he helped pick them up. He's… not what I expected to say the least" Allison watches him make goal after goal and chat with Danny and a few other guys that went over to watch him.
"Hmmm~. What did you expect? Big dumb and handsome?" Lydia coos.
Allison shakes her head. "No. I expected him to be arrogant. And it turns out we have some things in common"
"What are those things?" Lydia inquires.
"Both our families move often. We both went to our first lacrosse practice yesterday. And we both have the same favorite pencil" Allison watches as Myrddin takes his helmet off and starts talking with the guys around him as Danny runs over and throws his arms around Merlin and another guy. The others join in and make it a huddle.
"Favorite pen?" Lydia then connects the dots from the previous day and remembers Myrddin is the one who apparently tossed a pen to Lydia before she got to school. But she doesn't understand why Allison would say that was her favorite pencil. When she goes to look at Allison she notices her attention has moved on to the McCall guy. "You're gonna be such~ a heartbreaker~"
"What?" Allison looks at her only girl friend in the school. She might be her only friend, unless you count Myrddin. She might count Scott but she hasn't even had a proper conversation with him yet.
"Nothing~" Lydia twirls some of her hair around her finger while she chews some gum.
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But seriously. Watch the fucking swear words!!!!
I can’t even respond if you guys swear.
And yes, damn is apparently not Christian enough for Webnovel
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