“Survive it?” I whispered
“Yeah you know, being the new girl, college courses… college parties. That kind of thing.”
“Oh, right…yeah.” For some reason I’m almost positive that isn’t what she meant.
“So dinner? I just have to freshen up a bit.” She looked over at me, “You should too, and showers are down the hall to the right.”
I grimaced and realized I must look like death warmed over and everyone here so far was drop dead gorgeous, “yeah, that sounds great, I’ll be ready in twenty.”
She nodded her head and headed back towards her room. I decided to dig through my stuff and find things to shower, I desperately needed to wash this drive off of me. Finding the showers was easy enough, although I wasn’t thrilled at the aspect of having t
I slammed the door to our dorm shut trying to catch my breath.“You alright girl? You look…flushed.”“I’m fine, just hungry.”Laura looked at me like she didn’t believe me, but this day was weird enough already. How was I going to explain to my roommate that I was pretty sure I was seeing everyone’s eyes change colors and not to mention hearing things? And the first guy that I saw here I was seconds away from climbing him like a tree and begging him to take my virginity? Jesus, I needed to get a grip. I walked into my room and sat on the bed trying to talk myself into getting dressed and going downstairs. Although… hiding out here seems like the better option.“Knock knock, let’s go lady- everyone is just dying to meet you.” Laura shimmed into my room, “Unless you plan on going in a towel
“Okay very funny Laura, let’s all pull pranks on the new girl is that it? That’s what is going on isn’t it? I knew I kept seeing peoples’ eyes change colors! You totally got me.” I laughed.“No Charlee, you don’t understand. I was supposed to mentor you these next few weeks, find out what you know, and what you don’t. Monitor you to make sure that you were one of us, but you just can’t go around telling people you’re Terry Jones’ daughter. You can’t go around telling people your last name period.” She was sitting now, at our small kitchen table. “I’m going to tell you somethings that are going to make you think I’m crazy, and after I’m done talking you can run to Olivia and get a new roommate if you want, but that still won’t make it not true. Okay?”“Okay… but Laura, you’re real
I just stared at her, waiting for her to tell me this was all a joke. I mean, it all had to be a joke right? Magic? There is just no way, no how. Also, whoever ran this school had to know who I was- I mean they sent me my letter of acceptance.“It doesn’t make sense Laura, they would have to know who I was in order for me to come here, and wouldn’t they have just “killed” me then if they knew who I was?”She shook her head. “We’ve all basically known who we are and our history since birth. Once every few hundred years a warlock will step out on his wife and have an illegitimate child but as soon as they are able they come to school here and learn. It’s always the talk of the town for a few decades.”“Laura, you aren’t answering my question.” I was becoming impatient, every fiber of my being wanting to say she was l
I laid in bed awake, tossing and turning and trying to make sense of everything in my head. As much as I wish it weren’t true, everything seemed to add up. Why else would I have been accepted here on a full ride? Why had my father run off without so much as a “see you later, thanks for the great lay!” It’s exactly as my roommate said, he didn’t want to take responsibility. My heart ached for my mother, there was no way she knew the truth, her relationship or whatever it was with my father had been a lie. I pulled out my cell phone and glanced at the time, 2:45 am. I groaned and decided to go out to the living area, maybe I could watch some TV and fall asleep on the sofa. I closed my bedroom door as quietly as I could behind me, but before I could make it to the TV the bookshelf caught my eye. Maybe I should do some research? I glanced at the titles, Early History, Legends, Potion making, Af
“Charlee, CHARLEE.” I was shook awake and Laura had a panicked look on her face, “You were screaming, are you okay?”I looked around and realized that I was safe in my room, “hum, yeah, really bad dream…”“Jesus girl, talk about a wakeup call.”“Sorry about that, I’ve never really had bad dreams before.”“It’s this place, gives everyone the creeps.” She shuddered.“That or the fact that my whole life has been turned upside down in the last 24 hours.”“Oh yeah, that could be it. Breakfast? I’m starved.”“Sure, I just want to shower first.”Laura left the room and I flopped back down on the bed, what was with that dream? And why did it feel
Laura’s idea of fun was holding ourselves in our room while we watched reruns of “Gilmore Girls,” painted our nails and stuffed our faces full of junk food. I had to admit I was having a good time. However around midafternoon I was itching to go explore, and if that meant I ended up at the pool- I was okay with that.“Hey, I’m thinking about going to check out the pool. Want to come?”“Oh no chika, I just stuffed my face full of Doritos, I’m not swim suit ready.”I chuckled, typical. “Totally fine, but I’m going to go anyway.”She shrugged “Suit yourself, but I can’t promise to save you any munchies for later.”I went into my room to dig through my suitcases, for a brief second I thought about staying in to unpack, but the need to swim was overwhelming,
I basically ran the last half of the way back to my dorm room,“Laura, you’ll never guess what…”“CHARLEE, so glad your back, we have a visitor.”“Sebastian I swear…”“Sebastian?” “I would hope you aren’t talking about Sebastian Lane.” The voice cut like glass. I looked over and saw Mrs. Henderson sitting at our kitchen table.I looked over at Laura and she gave me a shut the fuck up if you want to live look.“Oh, uh, Hi Mrs. Henderson. Nice to see you again.”“I highly doubt that dear.”“Now, Laura here as told me that she accidently
After the whole tattoo debacle, I grilled Laura. Was she sure she didn’t know what it was? Did it have something to do with what happened at the beach? I thought it was a dream, could it have been real? After promising me she would help me figure it out tomorrow, she went off to bed and left me alone with my thoughts. After another night of tossing and turning, I fell into a deep sleep.Where was I? The sun was shining almost too brightly. I heard laughter and looked off to my side. It was that man again, the one from my dream last night, only this time he was happy. Smiling and laughing as he chased a girl around in the sand. He eventually caught her and tossed her into the ocean. She was laughing, she ran over to him and kissed him. It looked like the kind of kiss one felt throughout their entire body. I felt like I was intruding, again. I couldn’t help myself