The Magic of a Touch Ch. 02

"Right now?"

"Well, no. I should change out of my robes. I hate them and only have to wear them during my actual classes I help my Master. Potions. Then I can really give you a tour of the place." Jeremy changed into a skin tight shirt and a pair of butt tight shorts without a care of his room mate seeing him naked. "I realized I don't even have to ask you to turn away."

"Funny. The bad part is I can't even cheat off your papers in class." Jeremy laughed and they left the room.

"Shall I give verbal directions or the old hand on my shoulder routine?"

"Shoulder for now. Too many people around to get accurate steps."

Jeremy led him to the cafeteria, the library, the study wing, the class wing, the sports grounds and then finally out to the greenhouse. "Duck a bit when you go in. The doorway is exactly your height." Graeboe did and slipped in.

Brumblebark was trimming a wild gnarlthorn rose when they entered and looked up with her normal vacant expression for anything not plant based. Her mind wandered at odd times unless she was talking plants. Then her gaze cleared and her attention was focused. "Yes, children?"

"Hey Professor. This is my room mate Graeboe. A fellow Mystic."

Her eyes cleared for a moment. "Ah yes, they said there would be a Mystic student here for the first time and I should advise him." She looked him over. "Hill giant from the western slopes I believe." He nodded. "Good good. And you are?" she asked turning to Jeremy.

"Jeremy."

Her eyes came completely into focus. "Oh child it happened! Like a dragongrass sprig bursting into bloom you have Changed!" She hopped off her stool to show she was only three feet tall, but her pixie wings fluttered to keep her aloft and she gave him a hug. "Don't think this will let you off the hook. I am told you will be given a double load to make up for your skipped year but I know you will rise to the occasion like the whirlybird blossoms in Spring. Ever my brightest student. You and I shall talk...Graeboe was it?" Her focus was wandering even as he nodded. "Good good. Toddle off now." She went back to her pruning.

Jeremy swung by the girl's dorm and asked for Darcy to come down. "Why do you want her when I'm right here?" asked the girl nearest him.

"Because unlike you, she never called me trash or slime or a waste of magical energies." The girl looked so confused until Darcy came out.

"Hey Jeremy. Who's this tall handsome guy?" She looked Graeboe up and down with a glimmer in her eye saying she liked what she was seeing.

"My room mate Graeboe. This is Darcy." They left the girl standing there stunned.

"Who was that silver haired hottie?" asked another girl within earshot.

"I can't believe I'm saying this...but that was Jeremy Dream-Mender." All the girls fainted. Jeremy just grinned, hearing one chanting stupid, stupid, stupid over and over again.

"Justice?" Darcy asked.

"Sweet...sweet justice." He put his arm around her shoulders and gave Graeboe a pat on the back. His life just got a bit better.