It was a couple hours into it when one guyin particular caught my interests. Aaron was his name. He was cute, wellspoken, and a little shy but not ter...ibly, and alone. He sort of hit onme earlier but left when I got distracted by someone else trying to talkto me. I found him again and chatted some more. He did most of thetalking and he didn't seem to notice anything too odd when I did so thatwas good. Maybe because it was a little loud or he was drinking a littletoo. We learned a little about. Ifonly she knew how well Amy did know that. "Come on in."Amy followed silently."I'm just gonna get out of my uniform if that's okay," Keira stated,once they were in the hall."I'll just wait in there." Amy indicated the living room."Na. Come on up, I won't take a sec."Amy followed Keira up to her bedroom.The starkness of the contrast hit Amy hard.What once was an unkempt boy's bedroom that Connor would make tokenefforts to tidy whenever Amy came around was now a pristine feminine'display home'. Somehow passing the halfway point increased the feeling of helplessness, and we pushed ourselves along as much as possible, still quiet apart from our rasping breaths, and slamming hearts.The end of the tunnel seemed impossibly far away now, and we seemed to be getting no closer when we both felt rather than heard a rumble beneath our feet. I wasn't sure for a start, but Fiona grasped immediately what it was. My assumptions had been incorrect. A bus was near the tunnel, though we could not see. So, what say I get backto telling you about me, and how I came to be a first classmagic user in my own right, so that the three of us can getthe hell out of here. "Oh! And, by first class magic user, what I mean tosay is that my overall goal was to be able to affect thenatural order of things through the willful use of mymind's eye alone. In others words, I wanted to become areal live, walking, talking, modern day wizard. While I hadalready made up my mind that I wanted to earn my living as a.