escape the persecutions. Entire families of witches moved here.”
“So you’re saying that many of the people living in this town are descendants of witches and warlocks?” I asked, smiling.
“Something like that. But most of them gave up their practices over time,” said Brenda.
“Probably because they finally realized they didn’t have any real magical powers,” said Amy.
“ Well, I have to admit, it is kind of interesting,” I said. “I guess it also explains why Megan and her friends are so into witchcraft. It’s just too bad they waste so much time on something that won’t do them any good,” I said.
“Not to change the subject or anything,” said Amy. “But where’s that cute guy you were walking with earlier, um… Tyler?”
My cheeks grew warm . “I don’t know, probably trying to stay as far away from me as possible, now that he’s been in the school for half the day.”
“I saw him in the hall earlier,” said Brenda. “He was arguing with some girl.”
Now that was surprising.
“Really? He never mentioned anything about knowing anyone here,” I said.
“Maybe he’s making some enemies already, ” said Brenda.
“Well, he did almost get into a fight w ith Mark Davis,” I said. “But Mark backed down.”
“I heard about that,” said Amy. “Mark actually walked away from a fight. That is totally weird.”
I nodded, still wondering about the girl Tyler was arguing with. Maybe he had a girlfriend? He’d just moved into the city but that didn’t mean he hadn’t met anyone over the summer. I wasn’t sure what to make of that, and although it was kind of a bummer, it really wasn’t any of my business. He was just a guy who’d been nice to me. So what if he had amazing green eyes and smelled like cake? He was different and it was still cool.
I had two more classes before last period, and they dragged on. The truth was that I couldn’t wait for last period to see Tyler again. At the end of the day, I hurried to English class and watched the door, hoping he’d sit near me again. When the bell rang and he didn’t even show up for class, I seriously bummed out.
“No homework yet,” warned the teacher, Mr. Kemp, when the bell rang at the end of the day. “But next week I’ll have plenty lined up for you, so be ready.”
I passed by my sister on the way to the bus and she pulled me aside.
“I’m catching a ride with Mark Davis,” she said. “We’re going to the library first and then he’s going to bring me home.”
I stared at her in horror. “Mark Davis?”
She smiled. “I know, right? Mark is so cute. I can’t believe he’s even interested in me.”
My sister obviously wasn’t even aware of how pretty she was. And as far as I was concerned, Mark was a real tool; even if he’d apologized for being a jerk earlier.
“He’s only cute if you like assholes who like to torment people,” I snapped.
“Seriously? He was super sweet in History class today. To everyone, even Bonnie Hanson.”
That was a surprise, considering he use d to pick on her all the time because of her height. She was less than five-feet tall and he used to rip on her all the time. Another reason why I hated him with a passion.
“Fine. Well, have fun,” I said, walking away before I missed the bus and she talked him into giving me a ride too.
I got on the bus and was turning on my iPod, when someone sat down in front of me.
“Hey,” said Tyler , sitting sideways so he could talk to me. As usual, he wore his shades.
“Hi,” I said, removing my earphones. “You missed a very boring class last period.”
Tyler smiled. “I actually like English, if you can believe it.”
I wanted to ask him why he’d missed it then, but I didn’t want him to think I was nosy.
“So, what are you doing after school?” he asked.
I raised my eyebrows – I’d never been asked that question from a guy. “I um, I don’t know, why?”
He smiled. “You should stop by my mom’s shop.