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I think I could see better than I could without my glasses before. I guess that is how magic works? I had so many questions but she said twenty four hours. I had dreamed of moments like this before. I didn't even care if it was all I got. It was something! I took off running. I could actually run! I ran to the park, and jumped on the bench. The couple was looking at me with a dumbfounded look. Yeah, I guess I must have looked crazy, but I just laughed and took a picture of myself smiling. Looking at the time, I set an alarm for twenty two hours.

Oh. I text. Right. Stacy. She wanted me to come with her to study with Chrissy and Trish. I didn't know either of them. But, Trish was known around campus. She was both the campus slut, lesbian and the one that would punch a jock. Stacy and Trish were friends. Part of the under the lesbian flag or something. Ugh. I didn't want to deal with that. I mean. Stacy was a good friend. I get why she wanted me to hangout with Trish. Especially since I never told her I was actually straight. But, if I was being honest with myself.

I did kind of wanna go. Not for any of that. Chrissy's boyfriend. Eddie Hawk. Star runningback, his body might as well have been a greek statue it given how well carved it was. I wanted... Him. Not only that, he was always so soft spoken and his eyes seemed so kind! But he was taken! Ugh. Well, maybe just... getting him to see me would be enough. If he was ever going to see me, would not tonight be the perfect night for it?

- Stacy, what time was the study going to start again?

She texted back about a min later.

- About two hours. Wait. You changed your mind? Are you coming! Thank thank you thank thank. Owe you a billion. I love you, and 3.14! You'll be by soon!

- No thanks. I'll meet you there.

Sorry Stacy, but I am going to enjoy every second of this before the study group. I jumped off the bench and... my foot slipped I ended up stumbling forward and hit a table. My jaw. Hahaha. Wow, that hurt. Like, I felt my mouth. "Blood," I thought as I wiped my lip. It wasn't that I liked how it felt, but like. I had never felt anything like that before. I had never had the chance. I got up and dusted myself off. Chrissy was on the otherside of campus, so it would be a bit of a job, and I would need to stop somewhere to grab glasses. I bent down and for the first time, had a reason to tighten my shoelaces.

***

I rolled around in some flowers! Aaaaa! Knight Oliver! I can finally... smell them! I wouldn't say this was the best part of today but it was the best day. I could breath! I hadn't needed my inhaler since she did her thing! After running for so long, I was utterly beat. I felt a bit dizzy, but it was fine. If anything it wold only help make me seem like nothing was out of the ordinary. I hadn't asked her, but I can't imagine Gemma wanted me to mentioned the magic to others.

I tapped on the door. Trish opened it, she was tall, had long black hair. She was just... intimidating, even when I was at my best. "Hey. Stacy mentioned you, been looking forward to meeting you."

I nodded "Me too." I... felt a bit small. I guess that made sense. Outside I had been running around by myself. But once in the living area, it was just Trish, Stacy and Chrissy.

Chrissy got up ans stretched. "I got some pizza if you guys want any?"

"I thought cheer girls couldn't buy pizza?" Stacy shouted.

She giggled. "Nationals are over. Plus! I quit! I was just helping out a friend. I almost broke my leg leaving the stage area too!. Yeah, no. I'm allowed pizza a month later! Trish, or how about you Ginger?"

Stacy looked at me winking. "I think Ginger needed Trish's help on something! Let me come help with the prep."

"Right," I thought to myself. Ugh. Stacy wanted time with Chrissy, and Chrissy didn't really know Stacy. But Everyone loved Trish. But Trish had plans, and she was only coming this way if she was hanging out with at least three other girsl. I was the third wheel ti be Stacy's wingwoman.

"I heard what some football player may have done with your inhaler. I'm looking into it. The lesbian sisterhood must stand together!" she said hugging me.

As nice as the sentiment was... aaaa I didn't liked being hugged by someone potentially attracked to me while they were talking about how they were attacked to my sex! Eek! Come on. Gemma gave me strength and courage. Use it! Finally use it. I took a deep breath.

"Is anyone else coming?" I asked.

"Hmm. Good point," Trish paused. "Hey Chrissy, is the carpet muncher coming today?"

A window panel opened between the kitchen and living area. She was holding a hair tie in her mouth as she was rolling her hair back. "Yeh. Bt..." she paused putting her hair in a ponytail. "Yeah but he got called into practice/ So he will be later? Oh apparently he got this weird book at an antique shop earlier."

Wait... what?