Jackie smiles as We walk, glancing at me, "Wanna see something that I think teenagers always do?"
I raise an eyebrow and nod. She scoffs before biting her lip and glancing around, going up to a senior boy and wrapping her arms around his neck, "I love you."
I laugh at her and cover my mouth. Oh god.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
“Can a magician kill a man by magic?” Lord Wellington asked Strange.
Strange frowned. He seemed to dislike the question. “I suppose a magician might,” he admitted, “but a gentleman never could.” — Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
