Bellona- The Blaze of Ice

chapter 55

Double update cause you all obviously deserve it, consider it an apology for the delayed update ;)

"Where are you?" I shouted in my phone as i tried closing the locker. It won't fucking budge ughh.

"I am on third floor-" "One minute" i interrupted him, putting down my phone and using all my strength to close that damn thing. Oh my god, how the hell am i going to do this every time. I pulled my books closer, and picked up my phone again.

"You were saying?" I asked, walking in the direction everyone was walking in since i am absolutely clueless about where to go. 

'And what if they are all going to the wrong place?' Not now Brittany.

'Then we will all get scolded' I shrugged it off, i mean i always have the 'got lost' card to use. Perks of being new. 

"I am on the third floor, Room 4A7. It's on the right of the staircase, where the hell are you?" I could practically feel his frustration through the phone.

"Okay, well how the hell do i get there?" I whined. I had barely survived through my first class, and was already about to just skip the rest of school. But obviously i couldn't since: 

1. The twins would notice.
2. Dad would know.
3. I don't know any place to go to.
4. Alfonio took a day off to take care of mafia paperwork, so he is at home.

Meaning, i am stuck here. 

"Oh i don't know, maybe take the stairs? I know they are quiet a magical thing that only few people can use, but they help you reach the floors above you. Pure wonders, aren't they?!" Ethan responded sarcastically.

"Shut up you asshole, i am coming." I muttered, cutting the call and stuffing it in my pockets. The crowd was moving at its own pace, but spotting the stairwell from the distance, i was assured that we are all going to the right place.

Now the part of climbing three floors. Okay, i am very fit, and athletic. But there is something about climbing stairs that tires the shit out of me, EVEN BY JUST LOOKING AT THEM!!

The bell rang, bringing me back to my sense. I have already started to despise that sound. Every one started to hurry to their classes, while i casually strolled in the hallways, having no bit of motivation to continue on this path.

A̶f̶t̶e̶r̶ ̶2̶ ̶h̶o̶u̶r̶s̶ After what felt like 2 hours, i finally reached the third floor, and turned to face the room i was going to walk in the next minute. 15 minutes late, meh not much. Though my left leg hurts a bit.

'What were you thinking when you decided to go up and down the stairs 5 times? That too all the way to the ground floor?' Brittany sighed. Don't judge, i can do anything to miss Maths class.

'I was thinking about how much time i was wasting, and hey, it worked.' I took a deep breathe, and then slammed open the door. What? Big entires are my thing.

"And you would be Miss Taylor." A man said, not turning away from the whiteboard on which he was writing something.

I looked around the room, to find Ethan sitting in the back, his head in his hands as he tried hiding his laugh. The seat next to him was thankfully empty, though the two girls sitting in front of him looked like they would pull out my hair if i sat there. Hah, this will be fun.

"Miss Taylor," I glanced back to the man, now able to look at his face. He looked no more than around 35, clean shaven, with hair neatly gelled back. Suspiciously, he was staring at me with calculative eyes,

'Not ever person in the world is suspicious. You could have said strange or something.' 

'Haven't you started speaking too much? And yes, this is suspicious, why on earth would he-'

"Miss Taylor would you be kind enough to spare your attention to me? I would be honoured."

Oh lord, maths is going to be fucking hard this year

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"I called you 5 minutes before the bell rang, and you said you were coming. How the hell were you 15 minutes late then?" Ethan scolded, walking ahead of me.

"Can you slow down? My leg hurts." I whined, he was practically running in annoyance.

"What happened to your leg?" He stopped abruptly, and turned around with a jerk. "Did you injure it? Taylor how the fuck do you always manage to hurt yourself??! SHOW IT TO ME!!"

"Its not- i have not hurt it, but it aches so bad." I whined as we reached- wait, where the hell are we?

"The cafeteria, dumbo" Ethan whispered from behind me as he chuckled, walking around and standing in the line.

"Nope, i will get you yours, you sit down." He said sternly when i moved to join him.

"You sure?" I yelled, already making my way to the table. The line was sooo long, i would probably loose my temper standing there.

The room was large, and the football field could be seen from the windows. The walls were painted in yellow, keeping the atmosphere light. The smell of food had filled the entire cafeteria, making me hungrier than ever. Maths drained out every last energy of mine, and that too when i skipped 15 minutes of the lesson.

"How have you been?" I turned around, punching the person on his face, his face snapping to the other side, before grabbing his arm, only to see his face.

"Hi Anthony" I mumbled, awkwardly waving my hand. Oh lord, save me.

"What- why would you punch me?" Anthony looked dizzy, holding back to Alexandre for support. And for the first time ever, Alexandre looked like he was about to burst in peals of laughter.

"Why would you scare me like that?" I countered, hiding my own laughter.

"I did not- i was just, i was just asking you. Do you want me to inform you that i am coming, and then come?" Anthony looked so dumbfounded, that we couldn't help laughing. Alexandre almost fell on the floor by laughing so hard.

"What happened here?" Ethan came, carrying to trays. After managing to tell him the story in between the bouts of laughs, he was also cracking up.

"I remember, this one time, i wanted to scare her." He started once we had settled down around the table. 

"So i quietly went behind her, and i was about to push her in the pool, when she grabbed my arm, pinned me down and without look, threw me in the pool." Ethan chuckled, and Alexandre joined in the ruckus, not caring about the numerous paris of eyes on our table, catching our words and observing our actions with curiosity.

Among them, i failed to notice one pair that didn't hold curiosity, but something darker.

Something dangerous.

Something strange.

But something familiar.

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