Mason and Mai were back within a half hour, as promised, almost running half of us over in a large yellow school bus. We laughed it out later, but they both apologized profusely.
"I told you, you should have drove," Mai told Mason. He laughed.
"I don't like driving!"
"You're the only one with a license, and you don't like driving?"
We all clambered aboard the bus before Alyrica painted over the name. Everyone sat down in their own groups while Mason and Laelyn talked about where to go next. Speaking of... Mason was hard to figure out. The second I questioned anything about him, he knew. It was hard to try and analyze his behavior when I knew he could hear anything I was thinking. His head jerked up towards me. See?!
"Hey, did I hear my name?" He asked, walking over towards me.
"I... Uh... Was just, I mean, thinking," I tried to explain. His eyes widened.
"Oh, I'm sorry! It's so hard to concentrate, what with everyone's mind talking at once. Usually it's just whispers, but yours was louder. Must have been an important thought?" He guessed. I shrugged.
"I don't know," I answered honestly. Important to him, maybe. He can read your mind, idiot! I screamed at myself. Mason gave me a confused look and I sighed. "How do I block my mind? You know, so it's easier on you... And me." It's driving me insane, I thought. He nodded in understanding.
"I could teach you, I suppose," he said excitedly, trying to hide his enthusiasm. What, did he want to teach me to block my mind? "Yeah, I actually do!" He answered. I sighed; I was definitely ready to block my mind off from him. Oh, whoops. I really should stop thinking.
"Okay, that should be good," Alyrica said, boarding the bus. "So when are we leaving?"
"Right now," Laelyn said decidedly.
"And where are we going?" Mason asked. He was - begrudgingly - the driver. I felt bad for the guy, he didn't seem to have any say in his relationship, or the group. Which was odd, seeing as he was the only one with good ideas recently. Speaking of good ideas, it was so freeing having my mind blocked off from him! Wow, that probably sounds terrible. I just mean that it's nice to be able to analyze his behavior without him knowing. Good thing he can't hear me now, I thought with a laugh. Even now that I've blocked my mind, I've been super self conscious about my thoughts since we've met Mason.
"Seriously, where are we going?" I asked, just as curious. We didn't really have a direction, and we had no clue where Daeva was...
"I might be able to help," Cowyn piped up from one of the back seats.
"How?" Alyrica asked suspiciously. Cowyn made his way to the front of the bus.
"Well, I can sense danger and magic from up to one hundred miles away..." he explained. "I might be able to point us in Daeva's direction. She has a lot of magic, right?"
"A lot," Beckham answered. "When she kills someone, she acquires their magic potential... She probably has a higher magical profile than our entire highschool."
"Then I definitely know which way she went," Cowyn said confidently. Mason smiled and they started talking about where to head next. I looked around the bus. Everyone seemed to be ready to go, and, thankfully, no one seemed too nervous. My gaze stopped on Laelyn and Chanson. Chanse looked slightly angry, and Laelyn looked ashamed. My protective instincts kicked in and I walked slowly towards them, sitting two seats behind them and listening to their conversation.
"So, what? Have you just been faking it this whole time?" Chanson asked, raising his voice. "How long?"
"Only a few days, I promise! I just... I didn't know how to tell you, and... I'm sorry-" Laelyn began, before getting cut off by Chanson.
"And you thought the best way was with everyone else around? Are you crazy? I don't even know you..." He trailed off. "I really don't. You don't even have any memories of me, do you?"
"I- Well, I-" Laelyn began, before her eyes widened and she was left in what seemed to be a daze. A few seconds later she was back to normal, blinking and shaking her head. "I'm not the Laelyn you know. I'm sorry." Chanson walked away sadly, oblivious to what had happened, and I moved to sit next to Laelyn.
"What just happened?" I asked.
"Oh, Chanson just wanted to get some facts straight and-"
"No, I mean with you. Did you get another... Memory?" I asked. She hesitated before answering.
"Yeah..." she said quietly. "He and Soryx-Laelyn were really close," she said, nodding in Chanson's direction. She looked down and sighed.
"And? This isn't your fault, Laelyn. Not at all. How can you be her?"
"I don't know, I just... Feel responsible."
"Well, you're not."
"But I know Chanson, I don't want to hurt him-"
"Laelyn." I took her hand and looked her in the eye. "You're not her. And Chanson isn't the Chanson you know. There's no way to change that."
"Okay," she said finally, giving in. "Maybe it's not entirely my fault." I sighed and leaned back in my seat. That was probably the best I'd get from her. At least she's starting to believe me. With that thought, I let myself relax as the bus began rolling down the streets.
Hey guys! Sorry I'm late to update... AGAIN. But hey, good news! I've got the entire rest of the book mapped out, chapter by chapter. It'll be between 30 and 40 chapters, 36 if I stick perfectly to the plan, but we all know how well that usually works out XD Anyways, I hope y'all liked this chapter, let me know what you think! Love you all!
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[Winner of the Mystical Readers Choice Awards, Fantasy] [Highest Ranking: #115 in Science Fiction 03/27/2017, before genre was changed] *** Beckham is the fearful son of a demonhunter, tracking down the most dangerous known demon in the human world...