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
We all stepped into the arena in front of a larger door. Today is the day when a lot will be decided yet I can't stop thinking about Tristian and my time with him yesterday"You all will walk inside and the one who comes out first from the other side of the chapel wins this contest!" Professor Harold shouts as usual.I don't know why, I don't feel nervous like before. It's just something inside that tells me that I can do it. Maybe it's because Tristian trained me so well and I now know how to use the special arts technique. But where is he?'Aurora, look at your back.' Sia says and I turn at to find Tristian standing with Peter at his side. I frown. Why is Peter not participating? I guess that doesn't matter right now since the most important thing is Tristian standing beside him,his arms folded over his muscular chest, his baby blue eyes trained on me. He mouths a "don't disappoint me." and I
"Whenever using your techniques make sure you have all senses of yours wide open." Tristian said and I nodded my head. "Nobody will wait for your permission to strike you down and tell you beforehand they are coming . You have to figure it out and take the right chance to turn the table to your side. A good Luna is not just strong, but has sharp wit and understands the rules of the games she is playing. No matter what happens,you need to have a clear head while making decisions because it can later affect a lot more than you think it would."Sia growls as I remember what Tristian said. The knife digs into her flesh making some blood fall on the floor. The pain makes me want to run away and hide somewhere. I don't want to feel all this. I want to go back to Tristian. But then again, I won't! Sia turns back to the team and gives a huge growl. I won't go back! I've come this far not to be a kitten and hide behind the bushes. Which I certainly di
I stare at the staff putting the bodies of the injured students in the stretcher and taking them away. My heart drops dead at the moment when I realise that if I was a bit more earlier with my time I would have been able to save some of them. Bloody hell! I couldn't even save Sasha. A dreadness looms in the air on which I breathe and my eyes feel heavy on myself. I can't thank the MoonGod enough for saving Tessa before whatever fate waas coming for her. I wonder what would have happened to her if I had reached a minute late. I don't want to imagine it. The picture is terrifying. Though the current one isbt a bit less.Someone touches my shoulder but I don't tilt my head an inch to look at that person. It's like I don't have the energy to even say a word. My wounds are closed and burn through my entire body. The Nurse put an ointment for it to heal fast and bandaged them. But the pain inside is more excruciating. I can't tell what's the differ