He frowned at her intelligence comment, but his expression soon softened and Tomas' lips turned up into a small smirk. Tomas would be the first to admit that---no, no he'd never admit to anyone other than Avis that his relentless teasing and ridicule had been a tactic to get to know her better (and, because---she really did wear stupid glasses and her hair was a mess). And--it had taken him a long time to get over himself enough to honestly pursue her, and even then it had taken a near-death experience to do so.
Sometimes he felt really shitty about that, but seriously--could you think of a better story for the kids? No way.
"Aw, Tremaine," he mumbled, leaning toward her, "Who knew you could be such a softie." And--that was definitely the witch who administered the exam coming down the corridor, but Tomas was going to get his kiss. Could be the last for a while.
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