Please comment and tell me what you think or send me a message! Chapter 1
“Hi..” I stuttered as I set foot into the large classroom. About 30 eyes were staring my way and I felt terribly abashed as I wasn’t as self confident as most people my age. It was my first day at Serenity High school, I was two weeks late and I had certainly missed a lot of class time.
“Ms. Devour?” The male at the front of the classroom said without smiling. I was appalled by his stern voice and mad look but I simply nodded.
“Yes sir.” I stuttered and bowed.
“Great, sit next to Mr. Flinch, there in the back.”
I nodded again and paced myself to the boy in the back. He had blond hair, perfect teeth and brown eyes. He smiled. Yes, he smiled. For the first time I saw someone at the school campus smile. I smiled back sheepishly while tripping over one of the bags on the floor. I fell to the ground and was awakened from my daydream in no time. I quickly stood up and sat down, my face was burning and I knew now for sure that I was as red as a tomato. “You ok?” The boy next to me said. I quickly nodded, trying to hide my tears of embarrassment and opened up one of the books.
“Ms. Devour?” The docent said to me. I stood up right away and bowed.
“Yes sir.” I said gently trying to hide my fear and humiliation.
“The other book, and wouldn’t it be a pity if you had to make such a lot of noise standing up and sitting down every time someone says your name, hm?” He rose one of his eyebrows and walked to his bureau. I sat down quickly and took out the other book. Oh, I could cry out loud. How embarrassing!
“No worries, it’s only Sir Browne, he’s very... strict, is the word.” The boy next to me whispered. I couldn’t do anything. I wanted to cry, but I would humiliate myself even more. “Oh...” I finally let out.
“By the way, my name is Asher Flinch and I’m from the UK. I heard you are too?”
“No, I’m from France, actually, but I’ve lived in the UK since I was 7. Oh, and my name is Carmen Devour.”
“Awesome. I like France! Where about did you come from?”
“The South, St. Tropez, Marseille, Monaco, you know...”
“Indeed.” Asher looked at the board when he realized that Sir Browne was staring at us. I quickly looked too as I wasn’t going to get in trouble on my first day.
“I would really appreciate if the sir and madame in the back would not talk during my lesson!” He yelled as he bowed over our desk.
“Yes sir.” Asher and I said in unison.
“Thank you.” He spat at us and walked away.
The whole geography class was crap. Sir Browne was so mean and everyone seemed to be afraid of him. There was a certain atmosphere around us and everyone was tensed and nervous. My heart beat a million miles a second when Asher touched my hand. His warm hand touched mine when Sir Browne came to my desk and slammed his book on my table. Ugh. I was just drop dead lucky that there was at least one person that accepted me on the first day.
“So,” Asher said as we walked through the hallway into the dining room. “do you want to take your lunch and let me be your guide through the school for half an hour?” He smirked and took my hand.
I was getting red. Again. “Yes, sure!” I was able to say.
“You seem to be the shy type of person, I see.” Asher winked.
“Yeah. That’s me.” I grinned and accepted his hand.
We walked around the school and visited every class. The whole school campus was immense. In total there were seven buildings, each with a colossal amount of classrooms. The boarding houses were just as capacious as the school buildings. We went to visit the head master and I was assigned a boarding room.
“Exeter second floor, third room on the left.” The master had said a little bit annoyed that people were visiting him about such trivial matters. “It’s nice that you came, Ms. Devour.” He had muttered and walked to his office private room.
Asher and I marched out the door and into the main hall and made a trip to the boys boarding house. It was just the same as the girls their house but with blue walls instead of yellow. It was pretty awesome and in no time we were in Asher’s room.
“This is my room. I requested a room for myself, so I got one. It’s not immensely big or anything, but it is able to have two people inside.” I smiled. Was he requesting for me to come over one night? What should I say?
“That’s nice... A room all for yourself. Awesome!” I mentioned.
He smiled and walked outside. “It’s time to go. Class starts in five minutes.” He headed out the door, and I wasn’t sure if he was leaving me behind or not so I just followed him. “What’s your next class?” I asked quickly changing the subject.
“English III. I reckon that you’re going to Math II now?”
I nodded and looked in his eyes. I stared at his face for a few seconds and then I realized that it was considered rude to stare. “Sorry.” I quickly let out and walked away, but before I could set another step he took my hand.
“Meet me tonight in the lounge, most kids go there between 7 and 9. Let’s chill. I’ll introduce you to some kids and we’re just gonna have fun.” He winked and walked away. Had I really just been invited to a party? Or at least a meeting between the cool kids? I nodded, not even realizing that he had already disappeared and then walked outside.
I had absolutely no idea where my next class was, even after the tour through the school. “You must be Ms. Devour?” A girl about my age said. I nodded and investigated her.
“You’re in my math class.” She smiled and dodged her head to the left to indicate that I was going the wrong way.
“Goodness gracious. Thanks!” I smiled brightly very happy that someone remembered me and helped me. She smiled and nodded and started walking towards building number three. “Just so you remember, it’s building number three, third floor and unfortunately not the third room, but the second.” She smiled and quickened her pace. “Madame Ruby is our math teacher this year and she’s pretty nice. She’s unlike the others, happy and bright.” She seemed relieved that she could have said that.
“Awesome.” I said maybe a little bored. “Sorry, if that sounded as if I was bored, I really didn’t intend to do that.” I blushed lightly and stared at her. She shook her head quickly and hopped to the door. We walked in silence to our class and in no time we started math.
That evening I lay on my back staring to the ceiling. The lounge party had been awesome and I had met some new people. Asher had a few really awesome friends. People seemed to accept me, luckily, and Asher seemed to be in the center all the time. He was magnificent. He was the passion of the school, and I just realized how fortunate I had been to be placed next to Asher Flinch the very first day.
“Morning my gorgeous.” Asher said while taking my blanket off. I was wide awake by the first sound of his voice that morning.
“What on earth are you doing here?” I exclaimed.
“Waking you up.” He smiled at me.
“Why would you want to wake me up? After all, I’m nothing but a newbie around here, and there are many other, pretty, awesome, cute girls you can wake up instead of me.” I laughed a little.
“None of them are as gorgeous and as beautiful as you.” He winked again.
Was I still dreaming this? Because this seemed nothing like reality. The most popular guy in the school wanted to wake me up, called me the most gorgeous girl in the world and wanted me to be happy. I mean, I was nothing but a shy, diffident little sixteen year old and I certainly wasn’t worth a handsome, self confident, hunk. In fact, he was the total opposite of myself.
“So, are you going to get out of that nest of yours or do you want me to pull you out?” He grinned. I quickly shook my head and got out of bed. I looked towards the place he was standing but by the time I looked, he had disappeared.
“Asher, where are you?” I smirked and looked around me. Had he simply disappeared? Or had I lost control of my dream and imagined that he was there. Maybe, I had imagined the whole day at school!
Feeling sorrow I dressed myself and did my hair and makeup. Why did this have to happen? Why did I have to be so timid? Why was I me? Why? I started crying. I hated having deforced parents, I hated having to move schools every year. I hated not knowing the truth...
“Why are you crying?” Asher said popping out of nowhere.
“Where the heck did you come from?” I shrieked, my eyes still read with tears.
“Where I was all along, your room.” He smiled faintly at me and walked towards me. I smiled back and to my surprise I hugged him. He hugged back, luckily, and we stood there for a long time in silence just hugging.
“I knew you were coming to this school, Carmen.” He whispered.
“You didn’t know me before I came...” I said a little bit confused.
“I know lots of things.” He laughed.
I felt a little bit uncomfortable around Asher all of a sudden. “Hey, uhm... I just came here yesterday... I mean, I think it’s going a bit quick... You know, everything is so sudden...” I murmured.
He nodded. “You’re right.” He said. I can wait. For a long time if it’s necessary. He looked at me, I looked in his eyes. His dark brown eyes stared into mine while I stared back. “I can’t resist you...” He said. “You’re my type. Shy, beautiful, funny, a little bit foolish and just perfect.” He kissed me. He kissed me. He kissed me!! I couldn’t believe it. What was happening?
“Why did you kiss me?” I exclaimed. “You know me for a day, and then all of a sudden you kiss me? I mean, dude!” I yelled at him. I was frustrated, amazed, sad, angry...
“Sorry Carmen, it’s just... I love you, I see your whole history by touching you. I hate you, I love you, I can’t resist you Carmen! I know it’s the first day, I know you love me back, I know you’re stressed now. I know, I know, I know. But trust me, it’s all for the best at the moment. Meet me in my room, tonight, and I’ll explain a few things to you.” With that said, he was gone. He simply and magically disappeared, leaving me behind like a befuddled donkey.
“Thanks!” I yelled. “Thanks for kissing me, thanks for hating me, thanks for spying on me, thanks!” I cried. I wasn’t embarrassed this time. In fact, I was reassured. I sat down on the floor, burying my face in my hands. I sobbed, softly, without noise and thought of what I was going to do today. I could pretend I was sick, but then I wouldn’t be allowed to show up in his room tonight either. I stamped out of my room and realized then that I forgot my books. I hurried back and gathered together my books for my classes.
“Carmen?” A boy said.
“Yes...?” I answered quickly indicating that I was in a hurry.
“I think that you’re in my science class. Biography to be specific.” He smiled at me. “My name is Lorenzo by the way. I know, it seems like people are popping up everywhere and that you’re jumped on by random people but trust me, it’s for the best. In your second year you’ll understand.”
I sighed and walked with him to our next class.
“So I reckon you’re Carmen Devour, and you’re from France?” He asked sympathetically. I nodded and looked at him. I knew him from something or somewhere.
“So you’re Lorenzo, what?” I asked a little bit stressed and maybe even bored.
“Lorenzo Livaro, 3rd form this year.” He said. “I’m a boarder here and my parents are divorced. I’m from Venice, Italy and I live with my mother... My dad doesn’t want to talk to me anymore after I...”
“After what?” I enquired suddenly really interested.
“Nothing.” He said abrupt and maybe even a little bit afraid.
We walked to our class in silence and I met Madam Fischer, who seemed different. She seemed to know a lot about wizards and witches... Legendary things. At one point it even seemed like there was a weird line coming out of her finger tips. I was probably just imagining it as my day had started off as shit.
I sat in the dining room on my own as expected today. People weren’t staring anymore, fortunately, but I felt lonely. Where was Asher? Did he mean what he said this morning? Did he intend to kiss me? Was it a dare from someone? Was it a test? Was he going to do something to me tonight? I shuffled my fries around on my plate and imagined what could happen tonight. Was he going to introduce me to more people? Was he going to rape me?
I sat there, motionless, not wanting to eat, I hated this school. Everyone, except for Asher, was different. They were special, they were not normal, in fact, they were acting like they were... were... like they were awesome. Every individual was acting like he or she was better.
“Carmen!” Asher pronounced while jogging my way, his brown hair swish-swooshing from left to right and his jogging pants were just there, hanging on his hips. He was gorgeous, that was certain, but I wasn’t worth him.
“Dude, where were you?” I wanted to eat lunch with you, you know, not in the cafeteria, but somewhere... special.” He requested. I frowned.
“With me?” I stuttered. “Why would you want me?”
“Cause.” He said abruptly. “Are you coming now or not?”
I shook my head. “I’ll see you tonight, in your room.” I winked at him, took my stuff and walked away. Why did I have to reject him again? Why did I walk away when he was wanting me to be alone with him? Why was I...? I stopped questioning myself. I turned around and looked for Asher, but he was no where to be seen. I decided to go to my room and relax. I had about 10 minutes left and I could maybe take a quick shower if I hurried.
I skipped over to my room and closed the door behind me. Why did I have to move here? There were so many questions that were rushing through my head, I resolved to take the rest of the day off and get some things in order. I’d mouse into Asher’s room after the ‘lights out’ call and he’d tell me what we had to do. Yes. Perfect.
I dialed the school office number on my portable and announced that I wasn’t feeling great. I was a great actor in real and on the phone it was even easier.
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