I walked outside of the old hut I had been taking my magic classes in, my head pounding from the day’s lessons. Offensive magic has always exhausted me. I was looking forward to meeting with my friends. As much as I hated to admit it, I was jealous that they were excused from this.
It was supposedly because neither of them were suited for fighting, but I had my doubts about that. Umami has always been very temperamental, and has used his powers to fight before. Even if they weren’t meant to be used that way, they obviously could be. And with Lily, well, she could do just about everything else. Why not this too? Why did I have to take this class?
I thought about this while I trudged to our usual meeting place at the park. As I approached our usual table, I saw that both of them were already there. Already at it, too.
"I don’t care how important your DADDY is. You’re still not allowed to just attack my trees like that!" Lily growled. Umami put his nose up at her. "It’s just some dumb trees. I only broke one branch. I don’t see what your problem is." Lily narrowed her eyes further, leaning over the table. "My PROBLEM is that you’re messing up hours of gardening work because you’re too STUPID to contain yourself when you’re walking by my house!"
They went on like this for a few minutes. I watched them argue about the tree, their families, and just about everything else. They finally noticed me a few minutes later, when they seemed to get bored of arguing back and forth. Lily sat up and waved at me. “Oh, Rebecca! How were your classes?” I laughed a little. “Exhausting. I had offensive classes today. I don’t know why Cliff thinks I’m cut out for this.”
Umami snickered. “Maybe it’s your giant man-hands. Or the way you stomp around all the time.” He bust a gut at that last bit. I laugh along. “Makes about as much sense as anything else I can come up with. Who knows?”