"You don't have to apologize," Genevieve said, resting a hand on her back as the other girl coughed up water and tried to get her breath. She heard shouting up ahead and turned to see a group of teenage boys running toward them.

"We didn't mean to hurt her! We wouldn't have thrown her in if we didn't know she couldn't swim. Who's so stupid they can't swim anyhow," one of them called out.

"You did what?" Genevieve said, standing up from where she was kneeling I ER the girl. "You threw her in? What, all out of geese to weigh her against so you thought you'd see if she floated? Well guess what, boys, I don't float but I am a witch!"

The air whipped up around her as she took hold of it, sending a blast of wind at the group that sent them flying off their feet. They were lucky they were on the sand where the landing wouldn't hurt them much. The way she was feeling she wouldn't have cared if they got hurt.