Tangled

Chapter 245

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245 Ava: Magic Boot Camp

Magister Orion keeps me in the training room for an entire week.

Eating. Sleeping. It doesn't matter; I do it all there.

At first, it's weird. I'm always rushing, wanting to go back, to see if we've heard from Sister Miriam or Selene, but Magister Orion points out every time-enough time hasn't passed in our

world.

It's weird. I don't think it'll ever feel right.

"How long has it been? Didn't you say it changes?"

"It changes from time to time, but stays stable for long periods." He rests in a hammock, swaying from two palm trees in the middle of our weird, metal training room. He looks like he's on

vacation.

Marcus is watching in silence, as he always does.

Vanessa's asleep in her own hammock. They've been taking turns.

Me?

I'm drenched in sweat, but there are three different flames, about an inch in size, floating in the

air in front of me. It's little more than candle-strength, but I'm proud of it.

Maybe it doesn't sound like much, but it's massive progress.

Instead of pestering Magister Orion for a more concrete answer, I try to pull the three flames together and merge them into one.

It all falls apart after that.

out of existence. Another bounces off, and I cut my trickle of

It, too, disappears.

the end, I'm left with one

my magic and

passed in the Fae Ward," Magister Orion announces on

"How

behind

for our time in the training room, while the other shows the time and date in the Fae Ward. "Wait, the Fac use digital clocks?" I ask, confused by the sleek,

gives me an odd look. "What's

numbers," I explain,

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used clocks with numbers.

an analog clock to someone who's never seen one? They have hands that go

"A circle? Why? Why do you need hands? Is it to move

circle?"

they're actually needles that

his nose in thought. The numbers

1 nod.

you tell time with only twelve

five minutes. The big needle is for minutes and

have

before noon. And then there's P.M., which

be so very strange. This technology

hurt. I have no idea how elementary teachers can throw knowledge at children; I'm trying

for the hills and give up

turn my focus back to my training. I close my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more: the power inside of me is easier to grasp, though it feels like it wiggles

hands.

voice cuts through my concentration. "Focus on gathering your magic

exasperation. "Why didn't you tell me that earlier? I've been

fills the room. "How would I know if I didn't

point is fair, but I still feel like he's dragged me around for

should I do?"

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