Enchanted Secrets
whispered, pulling away after a few more seconds. “Although, I never thought I’d enjoy being in the girl’s bathroom this much.”
    I blushed.
    He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the door.
    “How are we going to be able to skip the rest of the day without getting caught?” I asked.
    “You forget who you’re talking to,” he said, smiling smugly. “I’ll handle that part.”
     
    ~~~
     
    The halls were clear when we left the bathroom. Just when I thought we were in the clear, someone stopped us near the front exit.
    “ Excuse me?” snapped Ms. Johnson, one of the hall monitors. As usual, she looked very bitter about her career choice. “Where are you two going?”
    Tyler removed his glasses and smiled. “We’re going away. You can forget about seeing us.”
    The woman looked like a zombie. She nodded and walked away.
    “ Okay, how do you do that?” as we walked out the door.
    He shrugged. “It’s a gift.”
    “I guess,” I said, laughing. “ Is that why you’re always wearing those sunglasses?”
    “ Partly, but the truth is that people are always staring at my eyes even when I’m not trying to do anything; it’s a little unsettling.”
    “Well, your eyes are intense. But in a good way.”
    He smiled.
    “So, Tyler, have you always had this ‘gift’?”
    “I have ,” he replied. “I’m an Enchanter.”
    I laughed. “What’s an ‘Enchanter’ ? It sounds like something from a Disney Movie.”
    “It’s hard to explain. Let’s just say I can manipulate people or things for special purposes.”
    I swallowed. “So, is that like magic?”
    “ In all honesty, yes, I do dabble in the art of magic.”
    “Oh.”
    He smiled wickedly. “Does that make you nervous?”
    “No, for some insane reason, I feel really safe with you. It’s just still hard for me to believe in magic.”
    He raised his arms in the air. “Magic is all around you , Kendra. When you open up your mind you will discover things far beyond your own imagination.”
    “Okay , Merlin,” I answered, smiling wryly. “I’m starting to get the point.”
    A sudden screech of tires startled us both.
    “Oh crap,” mumbled Tyler, staring at the dark blue Volvo. “Here comes my mom. She doesn’t look happy.” 
     

Chapter Thirteen
     
     
     
     
     
     
    “What in the devil is going on?” asked Rebecca, as we slid into the backseat of her car.
    “Um, let’s just say Kendra took the potion we sold he r, lost a little too much weight, and therefore, we had to leave.”
    “That’s not what I’m talking about,” she said, glancing back at him with a scowl.
    He sighed and rubbed his forehead. “Well, dear mother, what are you talking about?”
    “Do you not recall how I warned you to stay low? I specifically told you not to perform any kind of magic. That includes , ahem, ‘Persuasion’. I heard from the grapevine that you’ve been using it quite a bit at school.”
    I wondered who the grapevine was but was too timid to ask.
    He shrugged “Well, it needed to be done. Someone was hurting Kendra’s feelings.”
    “I’m certainly proud of you for defending Kendra’s honor. I just don’t think it’s very safe to be using your powers, especially right now.”
    Tyler didn’t say anything , although I was dying to ask why it wasn’t safe.
    Rebecca changed the subject. “So,” she said, smiling back at me. “You lost a little weight. Feel lighter on your toes?”
    I snorted. “Actually, I feel as if this is all a dream.”
    She laughed. “Wait until we tell you the rest. You’re going to feel like you’re on another planet.”
    I folded my arms under my chest, which was also smaller, unfortunately. “Okay, you are both really freaking me out.”
    “Don’t worry,” said Rebecca. “It may seem freaky, but somehow, I know you can handle it.”
    I was glad she had faith in me, because I wasn’t so sure of anything anymore.
     
    ~~~
     
    Rebecca reopened the store and I followed Tyler into the back

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