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The house was the same. Everything was in the same place. However, her eyes saw much more. She could feel the verbena sense in the air. She felt her parents sleeping in their beds. Holding each other. 

The moonwas hidden by the dark clouds that earlier soak her. She missed her parents and only a week went by. 

Maybe she could lay down and by the morning everything would be a dream. 

She walked through the kitchen. Prints of her wet barefoot feet were left behind. 

"What are you doing?", he asked in the front door. The shadows were still around him. That was how he got there so fast. But she didn't care. She continue to walk to the fireplace. The fire started when she was five feet away.

He wasn't impressed. He never was. She was only one more student in the school. Everybody was usually so excited to start the magic in them. She, well, she only wanted to be like them: excited. But she was ruinning everything in every single class. 

Her parents told her that she will be powerfull, but she wasn't... Until that moment she fail every test. She was bad at it. Why staying there when she didn't like it? Why couldn't she come back to normal? She just wanted to be a good person an have a bakery shop. It was everything she loved. And now, not even cooking... She started to not like it. 

"We need to come back. If you already finish whimper."

She looked at him. 

"I am not going back"

"Yes, you are", he was starting to get mad. 

"You're not my boss. Not even my mother"

Anger cross his eyes while he was getting closer slowly, as if he was trying to control himself. 

Most students told her how lucky she was that he was her mentor. She didn't understand why. 

Ok, his shadows were pretty amazing, but besides that...? Well, he was actually a jerk. An insentive jerk that think he is always right: doing the right thing; saying the right thing... Couldn't she has as mentor Clare, or even Raphael?!

"You-are-going. Now!"

"No-I-am-not!"

He grab her arm hurting her. 

She gave him a kick in the lower parts. He bent while tears escape from his eyes. 

He didn't know that she was good fighting. She felt powerful. 

But he stand very quickly and put her in the floor faster than she could imagine.

He hold her arms in the floor. 

"Stop!", he asked.

She pretend to calm down.

He looked at her eyes, waiting. 

"I know what you are trying to do", he said while getting closer. 

And he get a header. 

Blood started to come from his nose, but still, he didn't let her go. 

"Stop!"

Her wrists were hold with more strenght. 

"What is going on?", the voice of her mother made them stop. She didn't sound angry, maybe, just curious.

"So...", she waited and them realised how close they were.