The door clicks open and Tessa steps inside. She finds me sitting on the bed. "Oh, you're here."
I purse my lips. "Yeah, I am here." I mumble, toying with my phone. The thought of what my mom told me a few minutes ago makes me wonder... What if I am right about my theory?
"What's up? You look down. Did anything happen within you and the Alpha?" She sits besides me and I look at her.
"Not really." Is it correct to say that nothing happened? Because,as far as I can intercept, something is happening. But I don't if it's just in my mind.
Tessa frowns. "I don't understand."
I sigh. "It's nothing, really. What about you? Were you in the canteen?"
She bites her lips and looks down. "Umm... about that. There is something I need to tell you."
"Spill." I rub my face with my palms to heat it up
I close my eyes and inhale deeply to calm my mind and body as I stand at the centre of Academy auditorium. Alone. Tessa wanted to accompany me but the risk I have put her in the last time I tried is enough to understand that I better do this alone.Concentrate on your desire, Aurora. I say to myself and visualise myself on the first day of the summer when I was sitting in the garden with my sketchbook and my crayons. Life used to be carefree that time. I picture the white sheet of the notebook and pick a black crayon to start drawing on it. I start to draw an outline of the body shape that will be wearing the dress. I always prefer to make outlines first as the rest just appears to fill in itself. And just like I thought, ideas start coming to my mind and my arm moves on its own to draw lines and strokes inside the outline.It feels great just do as you want. I fill in with every shape and pattern that comes past the eyes of my mind. Wow! I ne
I will kill this guy! I snort at Tristian who smirks back at me,his eyes reflecting total mischief. A few minutes back,I told him that I learnt about my skill. But that bloody hellish of a jerk didn't appreciate me! Rather he told me not to get too excited because I need to learn to harness my skill properly! I mean, I know that! Ugh! But still, maybe appreciating me a bit for taking the risk of going back to my memory lane would have been better. But no! This person only cares about criticism. How rude!"What are you thinking, Barbie doll? We don't have all day. The next bi weekly is just a few days away. You don't want to lose, do you?" He challenges me and I snort like a bull, pushing the ground with my feet to hit the target with my imaginary horns. " Now attack me."I smirk mischievously. "With pleasure." I run towards him in an aim to break his perfectly sculpted jawline. But the air shifts and I find myself o
I stare at him for a long time, hoping he would do anything but neither does he lean in nor move out. Rather his eyes stay on me, making heat flood to my cheeks. This is not good. I mean, this is actually good. But not good for my mind right now. So, having no other way, I take the difficult step. "Ahem. Umm...I guess I am quite slow."His sky-like eyes bore into me. "I'm sure you are." I don't understand on what basis he said that. Slow about the moves or understanding my feelings for him."Eh—heh—we should try again." I say and gulp in the lump formed in my throat. How more awkward is this going to be?"Try...this?" He points towards us laying on top of each other and I blush like crazy."Uh...no,no. I mean—uh…" strange that I can't find any words right now. Sia! Help!'Tell him that he needs to move away. You're ta
"A key?" I ask, looking down at the small key resting on his palm."Yeah." He whispers. "I found it in Branson's collectibles.""Wait…he has his collectibles of dark objects?" I ask."Duh. Who do you think would otherwise tell me about magical objects if they didn't have a few in their possession.""Fine. But what does this key do? Open doors?" I raise my eyebrows, questioningly."I'm not sure about that either. But I can feel its magic. Don't think I am crazy but when I was in Branson's store house filled with these objects, I had this strange feeling that something was calling me. And I opened the drawers to find this. This appears like a normal key, but it expands so much energy. I think it's used to open some secret doors." He says in an intense stone."What secret door?""I don't know. All I do know is that I wil
I wake up in the morning feeling tired and mentally exhausted. I blame the night for that. I couldn't sleep at all and kept changing sides. The thoughts of Alex and Peter Pan storm my mind. Argh! I need to confront Alex and talk to him. He seemed normal for the time we talked about the key but I don't know what happened later that he started to act so—rude.I pull off the bed sheet from my leg and walk off to the bathroom to take a shower. After the shower, I step out and find Tessa preparing herself for the class. She looks at me and smiles. "Good morning."I yawn. "Morning."She frowns. "Hey, are you alright? You look tired.""Tell me about it. I couldn't sleep last night.""But why? Was it the weather? Or did—what I said bug you?" She fidgets with her fingers."Nah, I don't mind you being with P
"The magical objects are known to be one of the most powerful creations of the witches." Professor Sheila places her long stick on the digital projection that flashes on a white screen. "They are easy to use, and except a few, don't have any limitations on who uses them. The magic never goes out and they can be preserved for eternity.""Wow. That sounds so tasty. You wonder if we have any objects here." Tessa whispers in my ear, but I don't reply back. She finally remembers me when Peter's out? How amazing! I have so many thoughts going in my head, that's why I don't let her share a mind link with me. I don't want her to know that I don't like the fact that Peter Pan is stealing all my spotlight. So, I focus on what Professor Sheila has to say on these objects.Though, it's still like rubbing salt on my open wounds because it reminds me of Alex. He talked about the key before he started to act like a total prick. Bl
I walk over to the wall where I remember we first entered. Things have changed a lot since then. Not that I am complaining but my friends seem to be drifting away from me. And that puts the question in my head. Will we remain friends?"I didn't expect you to come so early." A voice comes from my behind and I smile."Neither did I expect you to have our friendly trip so early." I say and turn towards Tristian who stands straight,his hands shoved inside his trouser pockets. Charming as ever.He gives me a smile that melts my heart and his eyes slide down to my neck where his gift rests. I hold the pendant of the necklace in my hand and smile back at him. I was quite amused by the fact that he chose a necklace that is fashionable. It goes well with my top. Something I won't regret wearing every single day."Looks good on you. Whoever gave you that has a pretty good
"Ladies first." He holds the door for me and I step inside the restaurant. It is a small,cozy space with picture frames hanging on the yellow coloured walls. The smell of food waffles my nose and Tristian leads me to a table in front of the glass window. It doesn't really like a friendly hangout anymore. Not that I mind.He pulls a chair for me and I smirk. "That's probably too much." I say."It's something I do." Tristian smiles and somehow I feel like I can believe what he says.I shrug and settle on the chair while he takes the seat across from me. The menu cards lay on the furnished grey table that almost looks a shade of yellow under the light. I pick up one and look through the dishes. Hmm. Though there is no need for me to look since Tristian would be doing the orders, I find it a comfortable thing to hide behind his penetrating gaze. He should know that the way he looks makes my bo