The Books of Magic #2: Bindings (MSR)

Chapter One

I always knew that gym class was state-supported torture, Timothy Hunter thought. After all, forcing us to play football outdoors in this weather is clearly cruel and unusual punishment.

Tim hovered on the outskirts of the game. Sports—other than skateboarding—were not his strong suit. He felt foolish in his gym outfit. Gooseflesh covered his skin, and his baggy shirt only emphasized his lack of muscles. His father said Tim was undergoing a growth spurt and that it was typical at thirteen years old to do so. But it made his arms and legs gangly; and his skinny wrists and ankles were always poking out of sleeves and cuffs.

To make matters worse, Molly O'Reilly's class was running laps around the perimeter of the playing field. The last thing Tim wanted was for her to see him miss a pass or trip over his own shoelaces. Not that she was impressed by sports types, but he still didn't want to look like a dolt. So he tried to make himself as inconspicuous as possible. He didn't want anything he did to be interpreted as an invitation to his teammates to send the ... read full excerpt from: The Books of Magic #2: Bindings ebook