I hit the body and must have broken his spine because he wasn't jumping. He was still trying to get away, though. I held him down with the rock, then ...grabbed him by the tail and put him on the big rock. I pounded on his head a couple of times and he stopped moving.I went back near the river and sat down. I was able to get the head off after working on it for a while, then I got my hands down inside and opened it up. I scooped out all the guts and tossed it all into the river. I'm sure somebody. . Mrs. Godair. My mind was ... umm ... distracted."The teacher let out a grunt of displeasure and said, "This is your first warning, Miss Le-Croix. The next time, you will be in trouble. You hear me young lady!" Yes, Ma ... Mrs. Godair!" Sandra said and tried to give her teacher her sorry face.Mrs. Godair looked a bit annoyed at Sandra, but then turned to the others in the classroom and asked, "Melinda, what is the appropriate response to this situation?" You should look away, apologize and get. Last year I just a regular boy, with a girl as a friend who would soon bemy girlfriend, trying to navigate the beginnings of puberty and typicalschool stuff, nothing unusual about me at all.Now, pretty much none of that is still true.I am way beyond "usual", nowhere near "regular".And not even a boy.I'm a girl.A girl with magic, who regularly transforms into a unicorn. (Or moreaccurately, a unicorn who regularly transforms into a girl).I learned that not only is magic real, there are all kinds. I rolled my eyes again as I allowed him inside. ‘You again,’ I spat meanly as he stepped inside and pulled me into an embrace. ‘Shayla,’ he began, ‘I really am in love with you.’ I shoved him away, laughing out loud. ‘You’re a fool!’ He shook his head. ‘I’m not.’ I crossed my arms. ‘Oh really? I torture the hell out of you on a consistent basis yet you come back day after day after day. Sounds pretty foolish to me.’ Jake, determined, grabbed my arms and pulled me back into his embrace. ‘I know.