I edited chapter two, "Suspicion", where it said Brandon saw some sort of purple magic instead of fire magic..
I think I've hinted too much...
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Mat's POV (:O)

A knock was heard. "Hello, is Matthew here? We would like an interview!"

I muttered under my breath. "Fudge, they're here already.."

Knocks turned into bangs, as they seemed desperate for information.

I packed the last of my stuff that seemed important, and whispered to Brandon. "I have a back door ready, we have to sneak downstairs without making any noise, or they'll know we're in here, got it?"

He nodded, his beautiful blue eyes looking at my brown ones. Wait, did I just call someone I just met, beautiful? Not to mention, I don't even completely trust him yet. To be honest, I don't think he trusts me either.

We slowly sneaked down, avoiding any windows, even though the curtains were blocking them. I creaked open the back door, allowing the younger boy to go first. After we both got out of the house, I motioned him to follow me. He seemed hesitant, but he did anyways.

Brandon's POV

In no time at all, we reached a forest where we could hide and rest. We sat down on the ground.

"What now?" I huffed, sitting next to Mat.

"I know a friend who we could ask to shelter with, but he might not let you." He said.

I blinked. "Why?"

"He's.. gone through some things, such as having his whole group of friends betray him."

"Oh."

From that point on, we could hear nothing but silence, our steady breathing, and the cracks of leaves.

I looked over to Mat, who was breaking apart a leaf. I mentally sighed in relief, glad it wasn't someone who could've been sneaking up on us.

Taking this chance, I observed Mat. His curly brown hair and his brown eyes were stunning. They were unlike anything I've ever seen before.

"Brandon?" I snapped out of my trance.

Flustered, I replied. "Y-yeah?"

"Let's get moving. We should be able to get to my friend's place before dark." Mat got up and held out a hand.

I grabbed it, allowing him to pull me up. He was about to let go of my hand, but I kept a firm hold on it.

I hung my head low, finding the ground very interesting.

And then I realized I was falling in love.

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When you squeal at your own fanfic

~ H A P P Y

kappa.