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
I felt Sebastian’s absence in my bones, it was a chill I couldn’t shake. It felt as though my heart was bleeding and pouring out into the water around me, I couldn’t stop the tears. I wasn’t sure how long I stayed in the pool, just that when I got out my lips were blue. I made my way back to my dorm in my sopping wet clothes, all I wanted was a hot shower and sleep. I barely made it through the door“WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?” Laura’s voice hit an octave I wasn’t sure was possible “You just left me there with Parker and his goons. It was unbearable, he kept asking where you went, what you’ve said about him…” Her voice trailed off as she looked at me, “Oh my god Charlee, are you okay?”“I don’t think so.” I leaned on her and let the tears flow, luckily for me Laura didn’t press the subject any further, just let me
I found myself entering Olivia’s office in just my towel, perfect. She motioned for me to take a seat, and I begrudgingly obliged.“Care to explain what exactly happened?”“Not really.” Where was this attitude coming from? I should be scared shouldn’t I? Instead, I felt mildly irritated, she attacked me.“Ms. Jones, you’d do well to remember that you are here on scholarship, fighting between anyone especially different affinities is STRICTLY prohibited.”I hated being chastised.Weak, we can take her. It was that voice again, it startled me and I jumped.“Ms. Jones? I’m losing my patience.”“I don’t know what happened, o
Laura ran off to her room and I figured it was best not to bother her for the rest of the day. In hopes of being a good roommate and wanting to convince her I wasn’t going to hurt her, I decided I would go to the beach. For a brief second I considered going to the pool, but shuddered at the thought of going back there. Beach it was. I quickly changed out of my clothes and into my swimsuit, wanting to give Laura as much space as she deemed necessary.As I made my way I noticed a group of students playing some form of football but the ball never touched the ground, they all had silver eyes. That made sense. The campus was beautiful, the grass was almost an unnatural shade of green, with vines running up the sides of the buildings, it looked like a picture from a fantasy. I laughed to myself, of course it would. I shook my head, and made my way into the dense forest that would lead me to the ocean. I took my time, noticing the difference