The Stumble

Irene was so shocked by the kiss that she almost forgot what she was supposed to be doing. She had nothing but bad feelings towards Violet, which was why she was excited to go head to head with her. The class had watched as the two stepped in the ring. It went normal at first. Pig spell, fire spell, frog spell (she had only had time to cram animal spells and the basics). She dodged a glitter grenade and went on the defensive as Violet moved around the ring with her. The dodged and weaved and shot blank after blank. Finally, the two had unwittingly closed in on each other.

Irene had never seen her opponent up close. Violet was no supermodel, but she was still breath-taking. Irene had always had a thing for average people though (Rodney was a testimate to that), so seeing Violet so close mesmerized her enough for Violet to have the opportunity to kick the wand from Irene's hand. Irene's hand went up in surrender, then Violet moved in. It wasn't either of their first kiss, but one would think that the two had had a secret crush on each other since elemantary classes. The class had gasped. Irene opened her eyes to see a devious look on Violet's face.

"Never let your guard down, sweetheart," Violet whispered softly.

Poof!