Book 2: Chapter 2

Magnus

The next day I walk straight past Nina and ask May if she wants to climb some trees with me, Trixie, and Zach. I can see out the corner of my eyes Nina’s eyebrows crease in confusion as May and I have rarely ever spoken to each other, nor have we ever played together.

“Sure,” She smiles.

“Okay, let’s go.” I smile and wave for her to follow.

Nina stands there watching us, then runs after us. “Hey, I want to climb trees too, you know!”

I stop and face her. “No, only my friends can join,”

“What are you talking about, Magnus? I’m your best friend?”

“You were never my friend,” I growl and regroup with others.

Nina’s face turns sombre, with a hint of confusion.

“That’s harsh, don’t you think, Magnus? You and Nina have been the best of friends since you were both babies,” Flint says.

“No, they forced us to be friends, our mother’s planning constant playdates every day and if she was my best friend, she wouldn’t be ge