Yay, it’s official! We’re both going to State in the fall!
Yay, it’s official! We’re both going to State in the fall!
Edie couldn’t believe how fast the semester was drawing to an end. They would be having exams next week! It didn’t seem like enough time. Of course, for some of her classes, the end couldn’t come quickly enough—she was really looking forward to getting the student-written plays in her theater class over and done with, and while she liked her French class well enough, she was really looking forward to the French classes she’d signed up for in the fall semester, which would be more challenging and immersive.
She wished her magic class wasn’t coming to an end quite so soon, though. True, next semester she’d be taking even better magic classes, but she felt like Ginny’s class hadn’t even scratched the surface. Part of that had to do with missing a class, of course, but she thought it was also just because there wasn’t enough time to fit in all the interesting things in one semester.
Friday, May 12
Edie woke up, for once, excited and full of energy. She was finally getting to have the magic class they’d missed on Wednesday. She knew for sure that today’s class was on, because Ginny had sent out an email to the class warning them against missing it—with only five classes left in the semester, they couldn’t afford to skip anything, since they would be squeezing the rest of the lessons into the remaining time.
Today they had water magic. Edie wouldn’t want to miss that no matter what.
Several other people asked questions while Edie listened. Mara had a question about being unable to find her magic, and Philip was asking why he could seem to locate his magic, but not use it. Ginny answered both of them with, basically, advice to stay calm and keep trying.
Edie wondered if Mara even had magic, if she was unable to find it. Surely not everyone had magic available to them at all. Hadn’t Ginny said something along those lines? Maybe Edie was just remembering something that Corrie and Dawn had passed on from Professor Lal.
Edie focused again, making sure she was aware of her magic and that it was active in her. Then she summoned up the vision of the flame again.
Even though she knew what to do now, or thought she did, it wasn’t quick or easy. It seemed as though she had to keep trying repeatedly in order to get herself into the deep, focused, trancelike state necessary to make the candle light. Having done it once didn’t mean she could do it again whenever she wished. She suddenly remembered the trance magic she’d done with Corrie and Dawn, learned from the book by “Miranda Swick.” That had been months ago, so she couldn’t remember clearly, but maybe she’d accidentally done trance magic now. That would explain why it seemed so comfortable, if she actually had done it before.
She wasn’t sure that made sense. She remembered Corrie and Dawn talking about being able to see people’s magic, and the magic in all living things, and that certainly wasn’t happening for her right now.
Derwen’s cries attracted the attention of a few people around them, and they started making enough noise that Ginny came over and told Derwen she’d done a good job. Darcy, on Derwen’s other side, was smiling a little, but her shoulders slumped. Edie caught Darcy’s eye and rolled her own eyes toward the ceiling. Darcy’s smile widened.
“Sarah,” Ginny said, speaking loudly enough that the whole class could hear her, “while I’m pleased that you’ve caught on so quickly, remember that this is almost as much luck as it is ability. The more magic you have available to you, the easier it will be to reach your magic and start something. And it may be that you have a particular affinity for fire magic, but that when we do water, air, and earth, you will not have so much luck.”
Edie let out a quiet sigh. She was disappointed, but not really surprised. If she’d been able to light the candle on her very first try, she would have been shocked—and she would expect to be like Corrie, having more trouble with controlling her magic than actually doing anything.
Edie listened as Ginny explained how to find your inner magic, even though she already thought she knew the basics. She wanted to make sure that she got everything right. And Ginny’s description was slightly different from what Edie remembered, or imagined, so she was glad she was listening.
“I’d like you all to close your eyes and sit quietly for a moment. Ignore the candle in front of you and the classroom around you for the time being. Don’t think of anything but my voice. Try not to fidget, if you can.” Ginny’s voice grew warm for the last sentence, and someone laughed.
Wednesday, April 26
Edie actually woke up early that morning, something she hardly ever did—she usually stayed up later than she intended to at night, so that it was hard to drag herself out of bed when her alarm went off. But today, even though she hadn’t gone to bed any earlier than usual, it was hard to stay asleep; she got up before her alarm.
She was actually ready to go at the same time as Corrie, and they walked to breakfast together. “What are you so bouncy about today?” Corrie asked her.
Edie grinned. “Midterms are over. We start practical magic in Ginny’s class today.”
Edie managed to focus on studying for the magic midterm, but that was probably only because she had two other people to help keep her on task. Her plan worked out well; she, Derwen, and Darcy were able to help each other a lot, bouncing ideas and questions back and forth. Edie had already thought she was pretty well prepared for tomorrow’s midterm, but she left their study session feeling even more confident than she had going in.
As she often did on Tuesday and Thursday nights, she had dinner with Derwen, Corrie, Annie, and Roe after studying. She made sure to let them know that she was meeting Leila after dinner, so they would understand that she had to rush off and Corrie wouldn’t worry about her.