Collision Course

Chapter Twenty three

 He laughed. "Well, I guess that is one of my secrets."

 "So you have more?"

 "Doesn't everyone?"

 "Yes, but why do you hate secrets yet still keep them?"

 "Yeah, that's a secret." He said.

 "Well, at least tell me your name," I said.

 "Lewis. I'm Lewis."

 I smiled. "And I'm Tira."

 "Well, nice to meet you Tira."

 "And same to you Lewis."

 "Want me to show you around?" He asked.

 "Yeah thanks!"

 I spent the rest of the day with Lewis, running around camp. It was a beautiful place, and everyone seemed so nice. But, by the end of the dya, it was just Lewis and I on the beach. My dress was drenched, and so were his clothes. The only difference from when I woke up was that he was soaked too.

 I really enjoyed the day.... And the memory that Lewis had known about Hogwarts when I woke up, completely slipped my mind. I never noticed that he knew about knew about my old school, and I supposedly shouldn't have and that he still had no clue about Phase Two.

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 "Hey, Lewis?" I asked, as I watched the sun disappear under the oceans waves.

 "Yes, Cupcake?" His response irked me.

 "First off, my name is not cupcake. It's Tira." I said, before I was cut off.

 "Coach Hedge wouldn't agree with that." He said.

 "Who's Coa- never mind? I was wondering, where am I going to sleep tonight? You showed me all the cabins, even the new ones being built- yet none of them you said I was staying in."

 He laughed. "I guess I never did say, did I?"

 I shook my head, waiting for an answer. "No, you didn't."

 "Do you really want to know?"

 I turned to him. "Seriously?!" I threw my hands up in the air. Letting my rage cool, I sighed. "Did I not just ask? Anyways it can't be that bad."

 He laughed evilly. "Not that bad huh? Maybe I'll tell you that there's a nice high tree in the center of the woods. I could possibly be waiting to give you a sleeping bag and bug spray, and tell you to go sleep in the monster invested woods. What would you say to that?"

 I shrugged, knowing my honest answer would bug him. So I went with the honest route. "What colors the sleeping bag?" I truly loved trees, and nature.

 And again, I opened my bag of beans. "Can I go now?" I gazed up at the sky. "Can you see the moon from there? I love the night sky! It would be amazing if I could."

 This time, I looked at his face.

 He was looking at the ground, his blonde hair covering his eyes, muttering. He was strange. It sounded strangely like, ... "Art... miss... Please.. other ... Not... forbidden."

 I laughed. "What's forbidden? Cuz' I really hope you're not kidding me. I want to sleep in nature tonight!"

 He stared. "Maybe it's Da meter. Probably not but possibly Dy- no- Bacchus." He was dead-panning it. 

"What's a 'Da Meter?" I asked. "Is it smaller than Da Two Meters?"

 At this, I got a true reaction. He raised an EYEBROW!! So cool, huh?!