Alethea screw the lid off, and took a large glup. Fire class kept her hot and dehydrated.
"Hey," Joe called to her.
"I got to get to class," she replied. "See you later."
He smiled and nodded. She turned the corner, and entered the large room with a blackboard.
The teacher was already scrawling away. Alethea slammed down her books.
"If you are to excel at telepathy, not only do you need to know how to break into others minds, you need to stop people breaking in to yours." The teacher's gaze wandered around the classroom. "Alethea, Tom stand up. I will use you as examples."
Alethea raised her eyebrows, but got up all the same. Tom followed suit and they stood at the front of the class.
"Now, Tom and Alethea, if you manage to do this I'll be very impressed. Try and break into the other person's mind, without them breaking in to yours." Tom grunted, but Alethea merely watched him. She blanked her mind and watched Tom wrinkle his brow in concentration.
She sent wave upon wave of attack onto his mind. She shattered the first barracade of defence. She was into his mind.
Alethea opened her eyes and smiled. She had won. Tom was on the floor. He smiled, sheepishly. She offered him a hand, and helped him up. He had a nice firm grip.
"Sorry," she blushed. That was not normal. He dismissed her violent attacks with a wave of his hand.
"Quite alright, although.." he trailed off and smiled cheekily. "As an apology you could come with me to the movies, tonight."
"That'd be great," Alethea gasped. "Except, I'm meant to be going with some friends. You could come with us, I s'pose." She shrugged.
"That'd be great," he followed her back to her seat. "I'll pick you up at 6."