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Trying again sounded like the only thing he could do right now. There was no way that he was going to be the only person here who didn't have a garden.
Even if he didn't really want one.
Grayson took a moment to stretch out his arms. Stretch them riiiiiiight out so that he was ready for his next try. Because he WAS going to get it this time. Did it matter what kind of flower he wanted? Probably not. He didn't even know many names of flowers, apart from.......... roses and violets. And dandelions, because of the pollen issue in the summer.
He hated those. Freaking nuisances.
Squeezing his eyes shut, the fourteen year old tried his hardest to think of the flower he wanted to produce. Not a dandelion, hopefully. Maybe a rose. Roses were alright, he supposed. "Orchideous Stiriacus!" he said, moving his wand in a semi-circle in the clockwise direction.
The boy blinked his eyes open and looked over at the tip of his wand which........... was turning whiter! SWEET MERLIN. And then it seemed as if the wand was growing longer and longer until..............
................... heh. He had a rose!
And what was the first thing Grayson was going to do? Hold his wand and flower up in the air. Uh huh.
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