Elements

CHAPTER 7

A/N SORRY THE UPDATE IS LATE I WAS SICK AND JAZZ. I WANT TO THANK EVERYONE WHO READS THIS STORY, I SERIOUSLY THOUGHT I WOULD GET TEN-TWENTY READS. MAX. NOT 116. WOOOOWWW. THANK YOU MUCH!!!

What the hell? I dismiss the thoughts about Harry, still an awkward feeling hanging in my mind. I try to distract myself by smiling at Brendon. He smiles back, and we return to the previous conversation. The thought doesn't leave my mind. Why would I want Brendon to be Harry? Brendon is a nice person AND a water. Harry's bad, he's a fire. Speaking of Harry, I have to talk to him later. DAMN YOU THOUGHTS!!!

After lunch, I have another training class, basic stuff. Turns out Brendon and the roomies are in this one, too. Well, except for Chelsea, she had this class earlier, now is her free period. This class is the same as the other training course I have, except more basic and focuses more on agility.

Soon, the class is over and I toward Starbucks, since that's where I saw Harry last time. Turns out, he was there again. This time, he had a blonde boy next to him, along with three others. A brown haired boy, who was acting like a class clown, another brown haired boy was with them, too, however, his head was kind of shaved, like a thick buzz cut. A black haired boy was with them too, his hair was thinner at the edges, but thick at the top. Though I was worried to confront him with his friends, I walked up.

Harry smiled and waved, as though he's been my friend for years, "Hey, Reece. These are my friends, Niall," he pointed to the blonde one. He had amazing electric blue eyes. "Zayn," he pointed to the black haired one. "Liam, he's a D.A., Dorm Advisor," his finger was directed at the brown haired 'buzz cut' one. "And Louis, he's a senior here," this was the class clown boy. Niall smiled at me, "Hey, Reece. How long have you been at Hyland's?" I answer, stupidly, "A while." But before the others could make small talk, I pulled Harry aside.

He gives me a weird look, "What's wrong?"

I shake my head, "Nothing. I wanted to say sorry. I was being stupid when I told you we couldn't hang out. I really want to try and be friends."

He looked surprised, but happy, "Ya, sure. We can give it a try. I'm glad you've become... optimistic." I smile and we head back over to his friends.

I'm soon an a somewhat need to know basis with Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Niall. I head back to my dorm, and hear a crash.

LUNA'S P.O.V

"I was practicing, but I blew a little to hard," I try to explain my broken window to Reece. She has a serious look on her face, "Go talk to the D.A." I cock my head, "What's D.A.?"

"Dorm Adivisor. Down the hall. Big door. Red. Can't. Miss. It."

I walk out the door to find the Dorm Advisor. I finally reach the door, but before I the chance to knock, the door swings open, "Oh, do you need something?"

I shift my weight to one leg, "Nooo, really, airhead?" Sarcasm is my favorite tool.

He raises his hands in mock defense, "Woah, woah. Calm yourself. What do you need?"

"Well.. a window broke in our dorm..."

"What happened," he looks concerned.

"Well someone was practicing, and, um, ya..."

"It was you."

"No time to point fingers, just help me get a new window."

He goes into the office and starts typing. He then comes back out, "It won't be here till tomorrow and I can't fix it until the handyman comes on Thursday."

"That's in three days!"

"I'm a water, advanced at that. completed training, specialised at forming. You know, changing the water into ice or something. I'll come and jellify some water for a makeshift window."

I thank him when the job is done. This window isn't see through, it's white-ish and thick. I can't wait until he comes back to fix the window. Wait, what did I just say?