Stella Lockheed
I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the fluttery mess of nerves that seemed to have taken residence in my stomach. Lucas stood there, looking like a deer caught in headlights, and if it wasn't such a serious moment, I might've cracked a joke or two. But no, the Headmistress had to turn this into a public display of magical kissing.
"Come on, Luc, let's get this over with," I said, trying to sound nonchalant. Inside, though, my heart was doing the cha-cha, and I wondered if it was audible to everyone in the room.
Lucas, bless his heart, looked like he was about to face a dragon rather than lock lips for a test. The poor guy was visibly shaking, and I couldn't help but find it amusing. Not that I was any better, but hey, I had the excuse of having my theory put to th
