Zach and Danny entered the student parking lot after eight. They still had time to meet up with everyone and get their schedules. Zach always tried to avoid the crowds. He hated when everyone stared wherever they went. It was like take a picture; it'll last a lot longer. Come to think of it; some girls had done that already when he and Jacob were together.
Walking up from the parking lot, they ran into a few kids they had in some of their classes last year.
"Hey, Zach and Dan, what's up?" It was a kid they had in their honors English the previous year.
"Not much," Danny replied as they walked by. Such a man of many words.
*Opening the front doors is like opening a jail cell. You know you're gonna be here a long time. *
Zach opened the front doors of the school for him and Danny to go in. He glanced around and saw Alex and Madison hanging out, talking to several guys but probably waiting for the two of them. The girls looked pretty good today, not that he had any romantic interest in either of them. Yeah, they were girls, and he guessed they could be hot to someone, but they were like sisters to him.
"Hey," Danny nudged Zach in the side, "there's Alex and Madison. Alex is looking good today. Who's she trying to impress?"
Zach glanced back and forth at Danny and Alex. They were both making eyes at one another. "Something going on between you two? You jealous,"
"Uh...no, man. Why would you say that?" Danny stuttered while trying to keep his eyes off Alex.
Zach nudged Danny's side and motioned for him to follow. They pushed their way through the crowd heading towards Madison and Alex.
"Hey," Alex said as the boys came up beside them. "Didn't think you guys were coming over here, took you long enough."
"These guys get lost in the simplest of situations," Madison commented as she turned away from talking to the guys on the other side of her. "We've had to direct them in everything they've done for the past couple of years." She winked at Alex. "They would be so lost without us."
Zach shook his head. He glanced around the cafeteria, looking to see if Jacob had made it yet. So far, there wasn't any sign of him.
"Hey, Zach, did you get your schedule yet?" Madison looked up from her printout sheet.
"Not yet. I'm gonna head over to the table now." He turned to walk toward the Senior Table. West Lakes had such a weird set-up. Every grade had a table where everyone in that grade waited in line for their class schedule.
*Why couldn't they email these stupid things out so we don't have to waste all of our morning? But hey, who am I to wanna change their whole system*.
Zach moved in and around the groups of kids. As he walked past the junior table, he had to listen to *' where's Jacob?*' from almost everyone. Guess the legend' hadn't made it to school yet. They would all know when he arrived. There would be a moment of silence as he walked through the door, and a fuckin' trumpet sound would go off, signaling the arrival of the king.
No, not that it actually happened. But knowing Jacob, he would gladly accept the honor.
Zach stood in line with about twenty other kids. Most he knew, but not on talking terms. Almost five minutes later, he heard his name.
"Zachary Lovell!" echoed through the crowd.
Zach cringed. It was Paige Ward. Shit, she must be volunteering today. She had a crush on Zach all last year. Sometimes it was to the borderline of obsession. Paige wasn't bad to look at, your basic blonde cheerleader type. She went out with Jacob once, but then again, who hadn't. But Paige definitely wasn't Zach's style. She was going through the stack of schedules that were in front of her. C'mon, it didn't take a genius to find.
"Is there an issue?" Zach's impatience with this shitshow was displayed in his tone.
Paige glanced up at him with frustration written all over her face. "I...I can't seem to find yours anywhere." Her voice trembled. "You, um, you might have to go down to the office."
Zach was trying to control his anger. He should be freaking out right now. After coming in early, standing in line, now they didn't have his schedule. Whatever! "Hey, no problem. I'll go now." He had to keep up the nice guy image. He walked back over to where his group once stood.
Madison threw her arm around his waist. "So, what's your schedule like?"
"Didn't get it yet. You know how this place works. On second thought, they don't," irritation resonated in Zach’s tone. "I have to head over to the front office, maybe they'll have it. I'll see you in a bit unless they keep me waiting."
Madison reached up on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. She was affectionate like that. "Okay, sweetie, I'll tell Danny and Alex."
"Where are those two anyway?" Zach called out to her as she was walking away. Madison shrugged and gave him a sly grin of *' I know, but I can't tell,'* then continued on her way.
The following morning, Lucas delayed opening the store as he took Cecelia home to get a set of her own clean clothes for the day. She’d put up a struggle having him follow her, but eventually caved in after he kept persistent about the matter for over twenty minutes.“Does everything look normal? Untouched?” Lucas glanced around at the sparsely furnished and decorated pile dwelling that Cecelia called home for the moment. The stilted home sat far back in the swamplands where alligators would be her nearest neighbor.“For the most part, yes. But we all know Rayne can put a glam spell on anything to make it seem untouched.” Cecelia rummaged through several drawers grabbing the necessities for a quick shower.“That is true. Rayne will do anything to cover her tracks. I’ll keep an eye and ear open while you take your shower.” Lucas stood by the front door and stared out into the vast land and water.“Alrig
Cecelia slightly waggled her head back and forth as she tried to figure out how to tell him what he wanted to know. “Are you connected to Rayne in any way?” She looked over at him so that she could interpret if he was telling the truth by his expression.“I was at one point in my life, but I learned that Rayne wasn’t the person who I thought she was.” Lucas didn’t want to divulge too much information until he found out what Cecelia’s association was to her.Cecelia nodded her head. It was a brief and basic answer. She wanted more as to how much he knew about their kind.Lucas saw the looks of conflicting emotions cross over Cecelia’s face. It seemed she was torn between telling him the truth or making up some outlandish lie. “I know all about the enchantresses of both black and white magic if that makes this all any better.” He hoped he just didn’t open up a whole new box if she had no clue what h
The electricity of their first kiss ripped through Cecelia. She had kissed men before, but this was one that no other could compare to. Lucas played with her by only allowing soft kisses until she wrapped her arms around his neck and forced them to be closer. His tongue lightly traced her lips asking for entrance, which she did without reservation. His hands that were once on her hips had moved around to fit perfectly on her ass. Cecelia softly moaned as his hips began to gently sway back and forth causing her to become wet in her panties.“Is this the type of business you are now offering, Lucas?”The sound of someone speaking halted both Cecelia and Lucas’s actions. They both knew who the voice belonged to, but neither knew that the other also knew Rayne.Lucas turned around keeping Cecelia behind him. “Rayne, it’s always a pleasure to see you.” He said this with as much sarcasm as he could put out right now. The past little
The smell, lights, music, and ambiance of the chosen restaurant caught Cecelia’s attention as soon as Lucas pulled the car into the parking lot. “How did you know I liked Cajun food?” She looked at the many people that were seated at the outside patio tables and then back to the long line forming by the front door. “Looks like we’ll have a long wait.”Lucas chuckled. “I doubt that. I have good connections that will probably allow us to bypass that line.” He took hold of Cecelia’s hand and led her in the opposite direction of the front entrance.“Where are we going?” As soon as Lucas led her back into the darkness behind the restaurant and away from the hustle and bustle that was going on in the front, Cecelia started to get a little anxious.“Right here.” Lucas knocked on the back door and waited for someone to open it.The back door swung open and a petite, beautiful woma
It had been two days since Cecelia went to the small store along the main street. She’d kept her presence in the Bayou hidden since venturing out the last time, never knowing when Rayne and her coven of black magic witches were going to poke their ugly heads up. Not that they were really ugly, quite opposite in fact. They were the most beautiful coven of enchantresses that she’d or anyone had ever seen, it was just their practices that were ugly.Cecelia’s cell phone buzzed to life with an incoming call. Only one person had the number and she’d given it to him as a gamble, which could have been deadly if he’d been a pawn of Rayne’s.“Hello,” Cecelia answered the call cautiously.“May I speak with Ms. Towne?” Lucas knew it was her as the sound of her voice had been floating in his thoughts for the past two days and nights. But he wanted this call to sound formal so she wasn’t so easily scared off b
Cecelia opened the back door of the small, wooden shack that was hidden amongst the cypress trees and swamp grass of the deep south. The heat, humidity, and musky smell rising up from the Bayou filled her senses as she walked across the pier that linked her small home on stilts to the mainland. She’d been in hiding since leaving West Lakes and knew this place would serve as a great cover. She'd left her home, her sister, and most importantly her niece, Madison, all alone at a time when she needed the protection of everyone in the coven.The dark ones, the enchantresses of black magic, would find her no matter where she took refuge. But, the seclusion and shadows of the Bayou would serve as protection for the time being. Cecelia had encountered those who practiced black magic when she was sixteen years old. Being of a rebellious nature and not wanting to follow in the steps of her older sister, she experimented in the dark, mystical essence that always seem