So I have gone insane. That’s all that I can think is happening. Here’s this bitch saying that I’m an elf or something. That she used magic. That I can too. What the fuck?

“Look lady, I don’t care what your mental problem is. But I’m not in some fantasy land. I’m human. Magic isn’t real. So I’m out of here.”

I turned and walked away. That bitch is crazy. As I’m walking away a small beam of light shoots past my ear. I quickly turn to see standing there. The purple light of a rune is hanging in the air as she taps it with her hand. Another beam of light shoots out of it.

“Believe me now?”

That’s not real. I’m hallucinating. I’m still hungover from this weekend. That’s it. All of this is just my drunk mind making stupid shit up. I turn and run. I pull at the door, but it doesn’t budge. I knock on it three times, but again it doesn’t move. I’m going to die. I turn around to see her standing there smirking at me. I can see in her eyes that she’s looking down at me. Figuratively. I’m taller than she is. Not by much, but still taller. But she has this look in in her eye that she fully believes she’s better than me. I’ve seen that look before. In the eyes of my friends’ parents after the trial.

“Let me the fuck out of here.”

She shrugs her shoulders before tracing a rune out in the air. I hear the door unlock and it pulls open with no one touching it.

“Believe what you will young Benjamin, but magic is all around you. You can’t escape what’s already in your blood.”

“Watch me bitch.”

I run. I book it for my car. Slam the door shut and locking them before I turn it on and tear out of that parking lot. If a cop had seen me they would have so pulled me over with how fast I get out of there.

I’m back in my dorm in record time. Well I guess not record time because of that weird shit earlier, but nonweird shit record time. Sam looks up from his book confused.

“What happened? You look like you just saw Jesus.”

“Don’t wanna talk about it.” And I didn’t. Not to anyone. Ever. That shit is just too weird. Can I just go back to a normal life now? To wanting to pass this semester. To figuring out what I’m going to major in? To what party am I going to this weekend? To see who I’m gonna get laid by at said party. There’s a thought. Getting laid. First step to normalcy.

Hey. What you up to? I knew better then to just send a hey text. So lame.

Finishing up homework. HBU?

About to get a bite to eat. Wanna join?

What you having?

Can I get some of that ass? Classy I know. I even added the tongue emojis too.

The ass pic that followed really got me going. As soon as I got his dorm room and was told his roommate was out for the night I quickly headed over to Ken’s. When he opened the door I saw he was already shirtless and gave me that come and get me smirk. Perfect distraction.