“Fine,” she turned on her heels and stomped out of the room, leaving Hayden to catch up. Tamara sprinted down the stairs and didn't quit running until she reached her locker. Her fingers trembled as she put in her combination.
“Look,” Hayden said, having finally caught up, “Don't listen to her. I mean what she said about you being a snob and stuff, it isn't true. She's just jealous of you.”
“That's obvious,” Tamara said, wrenching open her locker and tossing her bag inside, “That and she's angry that Greg broke up with her, but that's not our problem. We have bigger fish to fry. We've done everything I ca
n think of to appease the little… little… wee folk,” Tamara spat, “but nothing we do is good enough for them! I don't know what the hell to do now!”
“Calm down!” Hayden said, “We need to take a breather.”
“We don't have time for a breather, Hayden, don't you see they're not going to quit until they ruin our lives?” Tamara slammed her locker shut.
“Well, we won't let them!” Hayden said, crossing his arms, “We just won't let them.”
“There's nothing else we can do!” Tamara said.
“We need to find a faerie.”
“Are you crazy?”
“Maybe. Do you want this to be overwith, Tamara?”
“Of course, I do! Do you think I'm enjoying this?”
“No, but then we've got find one.”
“And how are we supposed to do that?”
Hayden thought for a second, “I would have liked to start in the room five eight five, but I don't think we should go back in there today.”
“So what, we wait until Monday?” Tamara asked.
“No, we need to move quickly,” he said, tugging on the sleeve of Tamara's hoodie, before taking her hand and walking away.
“You still haven't told me where we're supposed to find a faerie, Hayden!” she said, taking long strides to keep up with him.
“Do you remember when you were a little kid and everyone told you not to step on mushrooms, because they're faerie houses?” he asked.
“No!” Tamara spat, “Why would anyone tell a little kid that?'
Ignoring her comments, Hayden continued, “And it was supposed to be even worse if you crossed through a full circle of them, called a faerie ring or something like that?”
“No!” Tamara said again.
“Well,” Hayden continued, “I never believed it was true either until now.”
“You think this is going to work?” Tamara asked, stopping and looking into his eyes.
“What can it hurt? Faeries aren't even supposed to exist, but they do! So why can't they live in mushrooms?”
“You've lost it,” Tamara sighed, “Even if you're right, which I'm not saying you are...”
“Quit being a hypocrite!” Hayden snapped.
“I'm not,” Tamara said, “I'm just saying. Where the heck are we supposed to find a faerie ring?”
“Well, most likely some where close to the school or the library.”
“What?”