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straight, I'm mad at you,” Amber said silently to herself.
    “I'm just trying to help you, Amber,” Tamara said, “Please talk to me.”
    She ate another fry. One of the cooks had been very generous with the salt today and Amber was going to enjoy every last salty bite.
    “Okay, look, I'm sorry, I just wanted to help!” Tamara said.
    “About time you apologize ,” Amber sighed to herself.
    “Fine,” Amber sighed. Tamara had finally said the magic words. “I forgive you.”
    “He's watching you again,” Tamara grinned.
    “Most likely wondering why I keep licking all the salt from my fingers,” Amber laughed.
    “Yeah, why are you doing that?” Tamara asked.
    “We don't eat salt at home anymore. Ever since Dad's doctor put him on a new low sodium diet he makes me suffer with him,” Amber said.
    Amber felt slightly better after making up with Tamara, but every second that passed made her doubt the existence of magic more and more. If magic was real wouldn't the spell have worked by now? It had been almost four whole days! Amber was beginning to believe the old woman was some sort of con. Who gave spell books to teenage girls and then refused to answer questions about it?

 
     
    Chapter Five
     
     
    Wednesday and Thursday came and passed, but Joshua Nelson still hadn't noticed  Amber. He hadn't even glanced in her direction! Friday morning found Amber sitting in her usual seat on the back of the bus alone. The bus came to a stop, that wasn't part of its normal route. Amber shivered as a chill traveled up her spine and the light hair on her arms stood up. Her heart skipped a beat and the air around her became thicker than normal.
    “What the hell?” Amber thought, her eyes darting around the bus.
    The guy from math class boarded the bus.
    “Since when does he ride the bus?” Amber wondered, “I never knew he lived so close to me. How do I not know these things? No one knows their neighbors anymore, not really.”
    Amber's heart pounded against her chest as the guy walked towards her.
    “Is he going to try to sit with me?” she thought and rolled her eyes, “Why do I always get hit on by strange kids on the bus?”
    “Hey,” the guys said, sliding into the seat in front of her.
    Amber let out a silent sigh of relief and studded him. He sat sideways in the seat with one leg bent up and his back to the window.
    “Umm…hi,” Amber said, caught off-guard.
    “How's it going?” he asked.
    His hair wasn't as dark as Joshua Nelson's and his eyes weren't blue, but a deep brown. Amber wondered if he had dimples and if they were as cute as Joshua's? She mentally shook herself. This wasn't right.
    “Most likely not!” she thought to herself.
    “It's going,” Amber laughed, leaning back into the seat, “I'm just glad it's Friday.”
    “Me too,” he said.
    Amber wasn't sure what else to say so she allowed herself to zone into the sound of the buses engine. Her heart beat slowly returned to its normal pace and the goosebumps faded. Something was different. Something was out of place, but Amber couldn't put her finger on it. She shook her head and blinked.
    “What the hell had just happened?” Amber thought to herself, “I need to get more sleep or something, because I think I'm losing it.”
    “See you in math,” he said as they got off the bus.
    “See ya,” Amber said and headed to her locker.
    “I should have at least asked his name,” she sighed to herself as she tried her combination for the third time.
    “Over one,” Tamara said appearing next to her, “This is mine. Scoot it.”
    Amber laughed and took a step to the right. She spun the dial around and around stopping easily at the correct spots and her locker opened.
    “He was on the bus today,” Amber said.
    “Impossible,” Tamara said, “His house isn't on the same route.”
    “Who are you talking about?” Amber asked, feeling confused.
    “Joshua Nelson of course,” Tamara sighed.
    “No, not him,” Amber said, shaking her