“Focus,” Regina instructed. “Magic requires a lot of focus, especially in the beginning,” she was saying as you absentmindedly twirled a strand of hair around your finger. “Are you even listening,” she asked.
“Yes,” you replied weakly, both of you knowing it was a lie.
“Please, just concentrate,” Regina said. “We can go to dinner afterwards.”
“You mean like a date,” you asked. Regina looked surprised and you instantly regretted saying anything.
Then her features softened into a sweet smile. “You want to go out with me,” she asked.
“Yes,” you admitted shyly.
“Then consider it a date. Just promise you’ll try and pay attention to the rest of the lesson.”