Firebolt(40)

“What happened, what did he say?” I was upset as I plunged down next to Lucian. She tried to tell me, but she stuttered too much and then began bawling again as if somebody had died.

“The Viden told Master Longwei about a foretelling. It’s about George. She told him that his Dragonian would be struck by lightning,” Lucian said solemnly.

“She thinks it's you?” I asked, stunned.

They both nodded on Becky's behalf, while she blew her nose into a hanky.

“They're going to force me to claim George, Elena,” she bawled again.

“You are part of a foretelling?” I finally understood what she was saying, and her lower lip quivered.

“One that means absolutely nothing. I don't know why I can't refuse,” she stuttered, still upset.

“Because of what it is,” Lucian said, trying to calm her down.

“Wait, you guys know what this means?” I asked, and they just looked at me as if they didn't see the big picture at all. “George is your dent, Becky. It's rare, isn't it?”

“Oh my word, Elena is right. It hasn't happened for a long time.” Sammy sounded excited.

“Me and George?” Becky shrieked and fell onto her arms. A short buzzing sound emanating from her made us all stare.

Wicked, Lucian mouthed, and I glared at him. Okay, so maybe she had seen that one coming and it was the reason why she was like this.

“Calm down, girl,” Sammy said, almost stroking her back, but yanking her hand away just in time. “You should embrace this, Becky. Besides, he isn't that bad looking.”

Becky shrieked. “That’s the absolute worst thing you’ve ever said to me. I’m not shallow!”

“I didn't mean it like that,” Sammy said.“Maybe George will change.”

“He's a freaking Moon-Bolt. He almost gave Elena a heart attack on her first day!” She looked at the sky. “Kill me now, please.”

“Calm down, Becky. I know it’s hard to see the silver lining on this one,but maybe Sammy’s right. He could change,” Lucian said hopefully.

“Not you too!”

“What are you so worried about anyway? The fact that it's George, or the fact that he is a Moon-Bolt?” he asked.

“The fact that he's a dickhead. And to make matters worse, he’s going to want to hang with us from now on.”

“It's going to be fine, Becky, if George wants to hang with us. He just better treat Elena better,” Sammy said, and we all burst out laughing again.

“It’s going to be okay,”I said, trying to boost her ego.“It's not the end of the world, and you rock. That dragon can count his lucky stars to have you as his Dragonian.”

“Aw. I wish I could hug you both. You are the best BFs a girl could ask for.” Becky snorted and wiped her eyes.

“You really electrify people if they come too close?” Lucian asked, pretending to poke her, and Becky giggled. “That’s so wicked,” he said out loud this time. I stood up, seeing it as the perfect moment to grab some lunch.

When I got back, Lucian was talking about tricks to claim George and offered to train her if she wanted.

The bell rang again, ending all our fun. I sulked all the way to Arithmetic.

“So Elena is now with Lucian, what about Brian?” a soft voice said next to me.

“Elena said she will think about Brian's offer. She did, but Lucian stole her heart, and his intentions are not like Brian’s.”

“Elena is making a huge mistake,” he said.“Brian could have offered her so much more.”

“Yeah, yeah, okay, Brian, we get it. Take a hike.” Lucian's voice came from behind us, and he squeezed in between Brian and me.

“Your Highness' wishes are Brian's command,” he teased, and walked away.

Lucian ground hard on his teeth. It made a horrible sound that I couldn't stand.

“Stop doing that. Besides you are the prince of Tith and─”

“Stop that,” he said, poking me playfully in the ribs. This escalated into a lot of laughter, and somehow I ended up in his arms. He kissed me softly just before our paths separated, and then he scurried away to his next class.

“Your wish is everybody's command. You need to deal with it,” I joked, while he walked away.

“Yours too?” he said hopefully.

“You'll have to wait and see, Your Highness.”

He roared with laughter, while the other students in the hallway were shaking their heads and twittering.

I had finally learned how to ignore them. The left side of my lip curled up as I saw room 125. It became an involuntary reaction right before I opened the big door to Arithmetic.

By the end of day, George had finally received the bad news and was really pissed.