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

 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

 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.

 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

 My heart beats rapidly in my chest as I run past the trees. Everything blurs into a green and grey mist. Something is chasing me. I don't know what it is yet the feeling doesn't lift up my chest. Nothing appears clear, except a trail of tall trees. The canopy is so thick that the sunlight barely passes through it. Where the fuck am I? Before I can intercept, I trip over something hard and fall on the ground.  "Fuck!" My eyes fly open and the blades of the ceiling fan come into my sight. How did I come here? Wasn't I in some forest? Moving up slowly, I look over the place until I hear a sound. I snap at the direction of the sound and find Tessa sleeping on the other bed. The sound comes from her. She is snoring. But what is she doing here? I look around the place until I realise that it's my room. Bloody hell! I hold my chest and feel wet. The scary dream made me sweat like crazy. So, I step out of the bed and walk over to the washroom to chang