Sometimes it feels like the hurdles that stand in front of me are too big. Extremely big to be precise. And they come with a price of going for them. As are the students laughing behind me since I fail again to tap into my powers.
Professor Sheila stays silent this time and sighing in defeat, I walk back to the crowd. The mocking stares around prickle my skin like sharp needles from every corner, but I keep my tears at bay. When was the last time I felt so helpless?
"And she calls herself Luna...Lol." one of the students among the crowd giggles while the rest try muffling their laughter with their hands. I hope this class ends soon. Tessa beside me glares at them, making them silent in the process and turning back to the class.
Time flies so fast that I never guessed when the roles have reversed. It has been me in the beginning who used to be the brave protector, willing to scrunch out som
At some point of life,a person feels abandoned by the people they expect will be giving them some importance. And I am just pulling out this topic in my head because it's a line written in this book that's being crushed under the pressure of my nails. It is NOT at all relevant! Yet anger pulses through my veins like the stitches of a fabric. And my eyes dig imaginary holes into the poor page of the book that became my target the moment I entered the library. Poor one was sitting in peace under the warmth of the shelf.A guy beside keeps his gaze fixed on the shelf in front, yet his hands tremble to pull out any book. One or two times, his eyes fall on me and fear grasps them. He must be searching for a horror story. But I certainly don't look like a ghost!'I highly doubt that–given the way you are holding your book.'Thud!I close the book, making the guy
My breath hitches at the charming smile and those deep set baby blue eyes. "Eavesdropping isn't good manners, barbie doll." He leans closer to me, his thumb tracing my cheek. "I-I-" Nothing comes out of my mouth except air. Bloody hell! Why am I stammering? Tristian exhales and pulls away his face,his soft eyes hardening. "What were you doing here? And how much did you hear?" I gulp in the lump formed in my throat. Get a grip on yourself! Clearing my throat, I manage to speak. "Ahem...I didn't hear much but what were you talking about?" "Nothing of your importance, love." Tristian smiles, his eyes glittering under the light of the night lamps on the corridor. I clench my teeth. I pretty much guessed that he wasn't one of those to talk about the secrets of this academy. His arms that are holding me capti
"So, what's in your head?"Tessa sits on her bed and looks at me with a frown."It's simple." I start. "We need to stay away from our 'fated' mates." I bend my first two fingers in a quoted gesture."I know…But how are we going to do that?" She folds her leg on the bed and puts a pillow on her lap."We stay inside this room after the classes are over."I point my index finger on the floor."Umm…" Tessa scratches her head. "...but don't we have classes to attend?""Yes, we do." I put my arms on my hips and start walking around the room. "But we need to avoid staying out after the classes are over. We will stay here once the classes have finished.""But what about Alex? We won't be able to meet him if we stay inside. And you forget that we need to practice our skills. We can't do that around the four
The screeching sound of furniture against the wooden floor deafens me and I cup my ears with my palm. Tessa pushes the last table towards the end of the room, leaving a wide space in between enough for one person to practice."Phew!" She straightens her back and wipes out her sweat from her forehead. "It seems our room is now transformed into a mini football ground."I put my arms away from my ears and place them on my hips. "Mini football ground doesn't really cut it but it'll do for now." I say and stand in the middle of our room. Our beds are pushed to the other side of the room beside the seating arrangement. The only issue is that the bathroom is quite in proximity to the beds."Okay!" Tessa exhales and looks around. "Let's begin."I position myself in the way Professor Sheila had taught us and look at the wooden wall in front. Tessa circles around me and th
Silence. The only sound of the clock ticking on the wall and the fan blades rotating stay profound in the room. Tessa stands like a statue in front of the broken fragments of my violence, her chin resting on the back of her hand. Meanwhile my dad's words and actions float inside me. Is mom safe? Was it a mistake to leave her alone with dad?"Over fried burgers! I can't think of any idea of how we can clean all this up." Tessa whines."Maybe we should just keep it all hidden here and later we can work on how to transport it to the store room." I say,my eyes remaining on the grey windowsill. Strange that in the illusion of mine, the colour was a dark red. Or maybe it appears red because of the pale blue light in the room. But the darkness outside…"Cinn? Cinn?" Someone jerks my shoulder breaking my thoughts and I turn around to find Tessa standing with her forehead folding into stress lines
The entire crowd of students and professors keep their gazes on our Headmaster."I feel honoured to announce to you all about the upcoming biweekly contest. As per the guidelines set by the true founder of this academy, late Mr. Aizech Rohl the contest will take place every two weeks and depending on the performance of the students, the marks will be graded. The students in their respective category of a pack and a coven get to embed their name as the competitor in the Annual Competition if…" he raises his index finger. " ... they manage to win two competitions out of the seven that will be held. If someone fails to complete the challenges in the first few contests, then do not worry. Everyone will be given the opportunity to take part in every contest irrespective of their performance in the previous one." The crowd of students start whispering."Also, the challenges will get a level higher with each round.
I stare at him for a moment before Tessa shakes me and I snap back to reality. Focus Aurora! Peter. Tessa. Garden. Tristian! His name sparks something hot inside me. Is this is what called having butterflies in your stomach? Ugh!!! What am I thinking??? Fuck the butterflies! Snap to bitch mode.I narrow my eyes into slits and cross my arms over my chest. "For a moment I was relieved that you have left this place." I give a sarcastic smile.Tristian chuckles. "Why would I leave this place? It's almost like my second home." He looks around the garden."It is?" I say out before I can think it through."Yeah. So…" his lips curve into an oval. "I am pretty much allowed to stay in my home in case you were thinking about kicking me out." He winks."Are you not punished by the academy because you do not seem to attend the classes?" Tessa asks.
Knock knock.I knock on the door for the third time. Bloody MoonGod! Why the fuck has Tessa even locked the door? After grunting and murmuring some incoherent words for my dearest friend, I pull out my phone and dial Tessa's number. The call is received at the third ring."Hello, Cinn?" She says, her voice feigning innocence. Awesome!"Idiot! Open the bloody door! Do you plan to keep me out?" I shout at her."Salty sugars! It's you! Wait, wait." The call hangs up and the door clicks open with Tessa's head protruding out of the gap.I step inside my room which I was forbidden to enter a few minutes ago. "What exactly were you thinking when you locked the door?" I cross my arms and narrow my eyes"I was scared, you know. After the Headmaster called you I thought that someone might come to check in this room and