Shifty

I was so distracted by Brice’s kindness, I walked into the cafeteria for lunch having left my giant lunchbox in my locker and had to turn around and go back and get it. Then, as I was closing my locker door, I slammed my finger in it. My first instinct was to stop the pain by using my magic, but then I remembered the rule, “No magic at school,” and stuck it in my mouth. It smarted, but I wasn’t going to die. With the heavy lunchbox hanging off of my shoulder, I headed into the cafeteria. By the time I got there, everyone else at our table had their food from the line and were chatting as they ate.