Chapter 1 continued

Bemar and Trinton were the last to leave. They saw no point in pushing their way out if they would get out in time. It only angered people to do that.

Bemar and Trinton were walking home talking quietly to each other. None of the other students spoke with them. They wouldn't have had much to say to them anyway, seeing as all Bemar really thought about was magical creatures and Trinton didn't care about much else either. They had gotten into a deep conversation about elves, when all of a sudden the girl that had been walking in front of them nearly shouted, "Oh, shut up! Bemar, elves don't exist. The teachers and adults invented that story to tell us when we were children. Give up already!"
The boys were startled to hear her yelling at them suddenly.
"Elves are as real as you or me," Bemar protested.
"No, they are really not! Just shut up about them!"
"How do you know they do not exist?"
"It's obvious! Why do teachers not teach us about them anymore?"
Bemar had not thought about that. He had no response to this question, and the girl knew it. But right as she was about to make her snide remark, the shy Trinton finally spoke. "Bemar will prove to you that elves are real."
"I will not believe it until he brings one before me, and I may speak with him or her."
"Then he will, when the day he meets one comes. But for now, we are at my house. Good-bye, Bemar."
"Don't forget about our agreement!"
"I won't. I'll see you later today."

The girl that had criticized Bemar went down a different road than he. Still, he was troubled on his way home, and the few hours he sat in his room thinking until Trinton came.