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Authors: Ellen Dugan
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one of the best looking guys I’d met in a long time.
The crowds thinned out as I walked closer to Enchantments . The sun was behind the buildings now, and I ducked down the brick alley to take a shortcut to our little parking lot behind the store. As I stormed back to my car, I worked out a dozen clever, pithy comebacks that I could have said to Mr. Congeniality.
I was digging in the bottom of my purse and my fingers had only folded over the car keys, when I heard steps behind me. I saw the three Frat guys from the pub were standing at the top of the alley. And they were staring at me. Shit.
“Where you going, witchy-girl?” The tallest of them flashed me a smile.
“Don’t be shy!” the second one called out as they started to lurch down the alley towards me.
“I’m not shy— just not interested,” I said, walking to the hood of my old red Fiesta. I had the keys out, but before I could get to the drivers door to unlock it, the third guy came around from the back of the car. They had boxed me in.
“Don’t be so unfriendly,” the third guy said.
Hearing my own words repeated back to me made me sick to my stomach, and it really pissed me off. I dropped my purse, keys, and the food so my hands would be free, “You boys have made a major mistake.” I planted my feet and flung both hands out to my sides. Magick filled up my hands with an almost visible energy.
“Waz that?” One of the guys pointed at my hands.
He must be a sensitive, or the alcohol had lowered his shields. Regardless, I swung my eyes back and forth, wondering who to zap first. I struggled to maintain control, even as I closed my fists around the energy and prepared to strike out defensively.
Suddenly guy number three was pulled back and away from me. He went tumbling backwards and fell hard on the blacktop. I blinked and discovered that my rescuer was none other than the scowling, bandana wearing, Mr. Congeniality.
“Walk away,” he growled at the two remaining Frat boys.
“Actually, I’d run if I were you.” I turned towards them, blocking my rescuer’s view. I threw my hands forward and open simultaneously, and my magick shot out hitting exactly where I’d intended. The two remaining guys bent over as one, each clutching their balls. They stumbled away from me as fast as they could.
I watched the three of them stagger off, and as soon as they lurched up the alley I let myself exhale. I steadied myself against the hood of the car with one hand and squinted up at my rescuer. “Thanks for the assist,” I managed as black and white spots swam in front of my eyes. My ears buzzed and I felt slightly sick.
“Hey!” he gave my shoulder a little shake. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” I’d never raised and thrown defensive energy on my own that quickly before, and I fought to stay upright. Holy crap, I thought. Maybe I should stick with telekinesis, because this throwing energy solo shit really knocks you on your ass. I blinked and shook my head to clear it. “What are you doing here?”
“I saw them follow you out of the Pub,” he said.
I suddenly realized he was still holding my arm, and I tried to pull my arm away. “Why the hell would you even care?”
He let go of my arm immediately, and held up his hands. “Easy, easy. I was simply concerned for you.”
I squinted up at him and said nothing.
“Look, if you walk around dressed like a girl from the coven in that TV horror show...” his words trailed off.
I clapped a hand to the crown of my floppy black hat and pushed it back down in place. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I said, firing up again.
“It means that you’re bound to attract the wrong kind of attention.” He scooped up my purse and the bag of food from the ground and held them out.
“Think you’ve got me pegged, don’t you?” I saw my keys lying in the gravel a few feet away. “You know nothing about me.” I said, holding my hand out. I used my telekinesis and the keys shot
The crowds thinned out as I walked closer to Enchantments . The sun was behind the buildings now, and I ducked down the brick alley to take a shortcut to our little parking lot behind the store. As I stormed back to my car, I worked out a dozen clever, pithy comebacks that I could have said to Mr. Congeniality.
I was digging in the bottom of my purse and my fingers had only folded over the car keys, when I heard steps behind me. I saw the three Frat guys from the pub were standing at the top of the alley. And they were staring at me. Shit.
“Where you going, witchy-girl?” The tallest of them flashed me a smile.
“Don’t be shy!” the second one called out as they started to lurch down the alley towards me.
“I’m not shy— just not interested,” I said, walking to the hood of my old red Fiesta. I had the keys out, but before I could get to the drivers door to unlock it, the third guy came around from the back of the car. They had boxed me in.
“Don’t be so unfriendly,” the third guy said.
Hearing my own words repeated back to me made me sick to my stomach, and it really pissed me off. I dropped my purse, keys, and the food so my hands would be free, “You boys have made a major mistake.” I planted my feet and flung both hands out to my sides. Magick filled up my hands with an almost visible energy.
“Waz that?” One of the guys pointed at my hands.
He must be a sensitive, or the alcohol had lowered his shields. Regardless, I swung my eyes back and forth, wondering who to zap first. I struggled to maintain control, even as I closed my fists around the energy and prepared to strike out defensively.
Suddenly guy number three was pulled back and away from me. He went tumbling backwards and fell hard on the blacktop. I blinked and discovered that my rescuer was none other than the scowling, bandana wearing, Mr. Congeniality.
“Walk away,” he growled at the two remaining Frat boys.
“Actually, I’d run if I were you.” I turned towards them, blocking my rescuer’s view. I threw my hands forward and open simultaneously, and my magick shot out hitting exactly where I’d intended. The two remaining guys bent over as one, each clutching their balls. They stumbled away from me as fast as they could.
I watched the three of them stagger off, and as soon as they lurched up the alley I let myself exhale. I steadied myself against the hood of the car with one hand and squinted up at my rescuer. “Thanks for the assist,” I managed as black and white spots swam in front of my eyes. My ears buzzed and I felt slightly sick.
“Hey!” he gave my shoulder a little shake. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” I’d never raised and thrown defensive energy on my own that quickly before, and I fought to stay upright. Holy crap, I thought. Maybe I should stick with telekinesis, because this throwing energy solo shit really knocks you on your ass. I blinked and shook my head to clear it. “What are you doing here?”
“I saw them follow you out of the Pub,” he said.
I suddenly realized he was still holding my arm, and I tried to pull my arm away. “Why the hell would you even care?”
He let go of my arm immediately, and held up his hands. “Easy, easy. I was simply concerned for you.”
I squinted up at him and said nothing.
“Look, if you walk around dressed like a girl from the coven in that TV horror show...” his words trailed off.
I clapped a hand to the crown of my floppy black hat and pushed it back down in place. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I said, firing up again.
“It means that you’re bound to attract the wrong kind of attention.” He scooped up my purse and the bag of food from the ground and held them out.
“Think you’ve got me pegged, don’t you?” I saw my keys lying in the gravel a few feet away. “You know nothing about me.” I said, holding my hand out. I used my telekinesis and the keys shot
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