Curiously, Alicia knew the magic hadn't failed. She could feel it within her dagger. Somehow, the weapon had contained the magic and held it there. Wi...h the same slow movements she'd adopted since the snake appeared, Alicia unsheathed the dagger. She pointed it at the snake, concentrating on the strange sensation of magic there. Her magical dart leapt from the dagger, striking the snake right in the head. The creature curled up with a hiss and rolled over on its back, twitching from the bite of. I'd known she was a swimmer, and I knew what swimming entailed. And I'd seen her body-well, under a tee shirt and shorts, but I had an idea about her muscles. But I wasn't prepared for how she looked powering her way through the water. She was doing the backstroke, and she moved faster than I ever could've imagined. I'd seen swimming at the Olympics, of course, but seeing on TV didn't come close. Watching her backstroke through the water was like watching a motorboat-except this motorboat was. I am no where near being the tallest or the best built guy in my school, I stand around 5’4, have blonde hair and brown eyes and have no hair on my chest that I can boost about. As I turned onto the street adjacent to the one I lived on I saw Mr. Anderson’s house loom ahead of me. My parents often told me I shouldn’t hang around his house but I never got why. He often had parties with a lot of guys but he was always nice to the neighborhood k**s, buying anything we were selling for school or. She smiled and reached to hug him and they hugged each other tightly. “Thank you, I loved it too,” she said nervously searching for the right words. “I’ll be counting the days, and hours and minutes and seconds till I see you again,” he said and she giggled. “Me too,” she said overwhelmed by all this. He kissed her one more time, this time a bit more passionate and longer but not his normal intense all encompassing kiss. She liked this kiss because it felt tender and loving. “See you.