"That was nice," I tell the morning sun, streaching my arms.
I quickly filled the stone, and hid it deep within my pocket.
"Today's… saturday. No school then. Should I go to the library? No, I already have everything. Then… it'll take about three hours till I can make the PMM." I thought to myself, finishing with, "In the meantime, I can make the framework part."
I quickly busied myself in making the framework.
—-
"Where is he?!" Connor yelled at the librarian, slamming his hand against the desk.
Connor, followed by two others, was making a scene at the librarians desk.
"Who?" The librarian asked, voice shaking.
"Partum Otiosum," Connor angerly snarled.
"He hasen't come by today."
"Hey, Connor, calm down," one of the two standing behind Connor told him.
Connor gritted his teeth, recalling how he was supposed to be talented, and Partum treated him without respect.
"I'm gonna snap his neck," Connor thought to himself.
—-
"Well, time to make the PMM."
I drew upon the mana within me, and within the stone to fill the framework of the PMM.
As the mana flowed into the framework, the spell began to form, pulsating with a wondrous blue light.
As I kept putting in mana, there was a knock at my door.
"I know you're in there Partum!" Connor yelled.
Deciding to ignore it, I went back to my work.
—-
Connors face was so red, he no longer looked human.
"That-"
Connor stopped himself, and a twisted smile appeared upon his face.
Connor began a spell to rip into Partum's mind, and haunt him.