Conjuring Dragons, Chante Francis [free novels to read .TXT] 📗

to make any friends before second period. You’re going to need allies if you want to make the school year more enjoyable. Don’t ever hesitate to seek us out if you have any questions, there are also counselors here that you can see if needed. We're all here to help you as much as we can." With that said, Melissa shuts the door in our faces and we turn to each other again.

"Flint, Blaize and Macintosh." I repeat. My sister’s face mirrors mine as she pales a bit. Standing there longer than we probably should have, slowly the color returns to our faces and I break into a huge smile. "I feel so powerful."

“Behave.” She admonishes me.

I look down at my schedule in way of response:

 

History

Spells & Potions

Herbology

Gym

Lunch

Photography

Double Pd. Mechanics

 

I checked the room number next to our first class, cast a very simple location spell and ran off. It wasn’t until we got to the door did I remember we had a map, so I really didn’t have to waste our energy on that location spell. My sister looked at me and I just shrugged, we were over energized today anyways.

She reached up and knocked on the door. Two minutes later our teacher appeared and let us in, when he did our mouths dropped. The man was huge, bigger than Veronica and I combined.

"You must be the new students, I was wondering where you were." He bellowed with a smile on his face. I swear the school shook as he spoke; his voice was so strong all we could do was dumbly nod with our mouths open. He chuckled at us when he saw Veronica’s hand shakily holding out or note. Reading it quickly he motioned us in to the classroom. We snapped our mouths shut, took a deep breath and walked to the center of the room, right in front of his desk.

"Class this is Veronica-Monet and Jypsie-Jenae Darling." Mr. Ditch introduces us before stepping out to speak to the guy now waiting at the door.

"Darling? Is that some kind of joke?" We see the red head from earlier, Octavia, sneer at us. Live in the moment for a little, I think towards my always cautious twin.

"No sweetie, the only joke here is that boob job of yours." I say with a sugary smile remembering an earlier conversation. Paybacks a witch.

"You’re out of your damn mind if you think you’re seriously fooling anyone." Veronica says eying her up and down in a disgusted manner. I don’t let it show on my face, but I’m surprised to see her take my advice. I honestly didn’t think she would. Who is this woman?

We watch as queen bee sits there opening and closing her mouth continuously. Obviously not knowing what to say, she was so shocked that I’m guessing people usually don’t speak to her like that.

"Damn! If you can make Octavia shut up like that, then you’re obviously worthy of being in my presence. Why don’t you come take the seats next to me gorgeous?" Some guy says, we look up from Octavia and see a blonde guy smiling suggestively at us. Seriously are all the guys in this place cocky? There are two empty seats next to him, and the one in front of him is occupied by Carter.

"You have a very large ego." I state simply.

"You know what they say about a big ego right?" He says with a seductive smirk.

"Yea, it makes up for a lackin' in the packin'." Veronica says to him with an innocent smile. Everyone in the room starts laughing, and he turns beet red. He opens his mouth to fight his case, but someone else cuts him off.

"Feisty. I like that." Another of the guys says, smirking like the one before him.

"Yea, I liked you too, in lord of the rings." I started

"You looked so cute when you would fight with yourself talking about the precious." Veronica finished for me with another smile, letting go and probably loving it. We were daring them to say something else. It surprised me to see the pride shining in Carters eyes as he stared at my sweet sister Veronica.

The whole class erupts into frenzied retorts of burn and others like it. Our teacher simply grunts and says “Okay girls, please take a seat anywhere.” We hadn’t even noticed that he’d reentered the room.

 

Chapter 10: Tartar Sauce

Chapter Ten

 

 

 

As expected, Veronica sat in the seat next to Carter and angled her body so that she could look at him and still see the board. I rolled my eyes and had a quick internal debate over the remaining seats. I could sit behind Jason and be surrounded by Octavia and her clones; I could sit behind my sister and be forced to spend unwanted time with a different arrogant prick. I looked over my options again, and noticed a seat in the back. It was surrounded by people I didn't know, but it was my best choice, besides I didn’t really know anyone in the class yet anyways. I walked over to the seat, avoiding lustful glances and death glares alike. You’d swear they’ve never seen a pair of legs before.

Where are you going? A male voice said in my head, at first I thought I was crazy, but then I realized it was just Jason.

To my seat. I thought back.

Sit near me.

No.

At least tell me your schedule.

Before I can stop myself, I think of my schedule and he sees it.

We have the same morning classes. He says smiling over his shoulder at me. I feel the heat of the glares increase.

Shouldn't you be focusing on Octavia? He went silent after that, I felt him leave my mind.

(Jyps) My sister began, (I don’t think that…)

I had to quickly cut her off before she could convince me to sit near her or Jason (I’ll be fine V, besides we’re still in the same room.)

After sliding into the seat, our teacher went back to his lecture, and I immediately felt eyes on me. I took a moment to look around and the people surrounding the seat were all staring.

"What?" I whispered twisting my head to question all of them in turn.

"Nothing. We just expected you to sit with the popular girls." One of the girls next to me says blushing and looking down. I hold my hand out to her and her head snaps up, "Sorry. My names Silvana." She says shaking it.

"Those girls are not the type of people I like to associate with.” I look in Octavia’s direction again, noticing the way she ogles Jason.  “Hey, all you guys are friends right?" I ask as I pull a Cookies & Cream Hershey’s bar out of its secret hiding place in my bag. I slip it under my desk and keep the corner of my eye trained on my sister, making sure she doesn't catch me. Her latest worries are the risks of being diagnosed with diabetes, or me being so hyper that I actually have fun with my magic.

"Yea, you could say that." The guy in front of me says without taking his eyes off our teacher, "The names Ilvandi. I'm Vivi's mate."

The other girl next to me says, "Hi, I'm Viviette.” I nod at her, and add the new found info to my memory bank as I stealthily sneak a piece of chocolate into my mouth. “Vivi for short.”

"Why was this seat empty?" I ask

Ilvandi answers before Vivi and Silvana can, "The ceiling above that one spot is crumbling, it was a curse done by a witch years ago. No one's broken it yet." He stopped to write down some notes, which is what I should have been doing, before continuing. "Sitting there could get you a concussion or a trip to the morgue depending on your strength."

I look up and watch as a piece of the ceiling gives way and falls. I sat there idly, watching it sail towards me in slow motion. I blink and the next thing I know I'm staring at my now empty seat. I'm sitting on something fleshy and I'm completely safe from harm.

Are you okay?! I hear Jason's voice in my head once again.

I have got to learn how to block people out. I know he’s heard me and can’t seem to care one bit. He already has a girlfriend, who is not me, to bug. Yes, I’m fine.

Good. Come here. It's dangerous back there and I don't like the sight of you in another man's arms. Especially that one, no matter how grateful I am that he saved you.

I ignore him and look up. The person that saved my life just smiles down at me with amusement shining clearly in his chocolate brown eyes. I tilt my head to the side and raise an eyebrow at him, to which he responds by digging his face in my hair and sniffing me. One of the strangest moments of my life.

You smell like dragon. Although, I'm not surprised that he would try something with you, I hear a new voice in my head. Hello.

Oh great. I really am going crazy!

He snickers and looks up. I turn around to see the whole class staring at me, with a mix of emotions plastered on their faces. I see disappointment and disgust from Octavia and her people, pure distress from my sister, jealous rage on Jason's face and unconcealed curiosity on everyone else's. I groan and look at my teacher, who just has an eyebrow raised.

"Are you alright?" he says, "Maybe, you should move up front in the seat behind Mr. Flint."

A smug smile spreads across Jason's face, contrasting drastically with the emotions already there. "Actually Mr. Ditch, I think I'm quite fine where I am."

"I'm fine with it as well sir." I hear the same voice from my head, except now I know who is speaking.

“I’m not.” He frowns, “I’m afraid it’s too inappropriate. If you two were mates I could let it slide,”

I open my mouth, ready to lie and say we are when the girl in the seat next to him gets up and moves into the one I was supposed to occupy. She smiles towards Octavia, then each of her cronies and says “Hey girls.” They all groan and look towards the front again.

I move to the newly vacated seat with a smile of triumph directed at Jason. Our teacher turns back to the board and the conversation in my head continues. Sorry I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Phaedron, but most people call me Dron or “Phedro”.

So Phae... I start, Want to be my friend? I mean you did just save my life, which gives me the impression that you may like me. Just a little.

He laughed quietly at me. I don’t know if I like that nickname but yea. Sure.

I finish off another piece of chocolate with a smile, proud of myself for not dropping it. Woo! Now can you please explain to me what the hell is wrong with this school, and the ways this community can change a person within 24hours?

What isn't?

The bell rang and I reluctantly put the rest of my chocolate away before getting up. "Give me your schedule."

“Forgot how to say please?”

“Please.”

I dug around in my bag until I found