Happily Never After (Tagatha/the school of good and evil)

In the Eyes

Agatha shielded herself as the wind came to sweep them all away.
"Agatha!" Sophie screamed before blinking out of existence.
Agatha screamed for them, trying to ring them back into her arms but it was no use. She sighed, backing a bit.
"Leave us alone!" Agatha cried, thrusting a sword through the trees.
"Not until you give me what I want."
Agatha yelled as life was sucked of her. They taunted her, haunted her until she had nothing left."

Agatha screamed, awakening Tedros. He pulled out his sword ready to attack.

"Agatha, are you okay." He asked, caressing her cheeks. Agatha nodded sharply, crashing back into his arms.

Tedros kissed her, his hands still grasping her jaw. "Good night, now." He wrapped his arms around her again, this time shielding themselves over the duvet.

"Good night." This is all Mildreds fault. Agatha thought as she closed her eyes. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be dreaming about myself dying. Agatha grabbed Tedros' arm.

Tedros was now wide awake and couldn't go back to sleep. He was determined to look after Agatha and keep her from having bad dreams.

"Does this happen every night?" Tedros whispered. Agatha lifted her head, her eyes draping. "No." She dropped her head back down on his chest and began sleeping again.

Tedros fiddled with her ebony hair a bit more. It was 3:39 now and there was no way he was going back to sleep.

He took Agatha's head, lifted it up and put her on her pillow. He got up, his sword ready to strike.

Tedros gazed out into the sky, searching for the star of Camelot. His father's star.

He watched it shimmer in the night, conquering all the stars in the night. Tedros always remembered how to find it.

At the darkest hour, it would burn ablaze, setting other stars of into the night.

The star dimmed as it was nearly four. Sighing, Tedros continues looking out at the sky, thinking of his farther, his saviour.

Tedros clentched his fists as he remembered why his father died.

His eyes watered, but failed to release itself. Tedros hated himself for it, the same dream over and over again...

"Tedros?" Agatha's head popped up as she searched for him. No answer. Agatha got out of bed silently, a pillow in her hand for protection.

Agatha walked closer to him, her steps getting fainter each time. She tried to make out who he was, the pillow still in her hands. "Ted-Tedros."

Tedros snapped out of his trance. "Yes..." He slowly turned around, shocked to see Agatha with a pillow ready to attack.

Agatha sighed, outing the pillow down. "Nothing... Just wanted to check on you." She said, walking slowly into her bed.

"Do you want me to come back?" Tedros asked. "I don't mind." She flung the duvet over herself and drifted back to sleep.

Tedros walked over to Agatha, sound asleep and climbing over her, he lay there. Grasping her waist.

"Agatha?" Tedros woke up to see no one beside him, which was odd because someone actually was beside him when he went to sleep.

Tedros got up picking his sword from the floor, then he heard it. The most beautiful voice he had ever heard. He followed the music as it got louder and louder.

He opened the door, booming at Agatha who was now in a bath robe.

"Tedros!"
"Agatha?"

Tedros scurried out, returning to his dorm. How hard her tried, he couldn't shake out the image if Agatha in her short green robe and green flip flops.

There was nothing wrong to it exactly, well it wouldn't have been if she wasn't doing anything she'd hate to do in front of people.

Which is singing.

Agatha sighed, her face exploding with pink. Agatha thought she sounded horrible when she sang, but Tedros thought the opposite.

Agatha pulled on her green horse riding gear and helmet. She wore a green Sherwood Forest Perlino Jacket and black legions. She also wore green boots and a black helmet.

Agatha glided down the stairs to see other people who would be participating in the horse riding.

Sophie was amongst them. Waving, Agatha joined her and waited to be instructed.

Instructing was no other than Tedros and Nicholas.

The last person Agatha wanted to see was him. He probably doesn't even like me anymore. Who would.

"Hi, Agatha." Sophie smiled weakly. "Hey." Agatha smiled brightly.

Sophie picked the pure white horse and Agatha was left with the dark black one.

Agatha spent most of the time, instead of listening, playing with her horse who but her hair more than she could count.

"Agatha!" Tedros whined as he continued talking. Agatha stood up straight listening which was hard since the horse was still playing with her.

"Take this as an example." Tedros walked towards Agatha, smiling at her, but Agatha stared, unsure of what was going on.

"Agatha's horde likes playing with her because that's how their first encounter was." He looked at all the girls. "You can't do that for they will lose respect for you."

Everyone laughed as the horse continued nibbling at her. "Agatha, tell him to stop." He said with hand gestures.

Agatha sighed, she really didn't want to, but disobeying him inftont of everyone e would give them a bad image as a couple

"Stop." Agatha said, quietly. "Louder." He emphised. "Stop!" Agatha met the horse's eyes and she rushed with guilt.

"That's much better, now..." Agatha kept looking at her horse, watching it stand away from her as possible. Every time she tried to touch him, he'd huff.

Agatha raised her hand and Tedros hesitantly picked her. "Yeah, it what if your horse doesn't like you anymore."

She demonstrated how every time she tried to touch the horse it huffed. The fourth time she did it, it nearly attacked her, but hesitantly stopped as Tedros began to draw out his sword.

It was finally time to actually ride the horses, which was fun, for everyone but Sophie and Agatha.

Tedros and Chaddicks watched as the two girls tried to her each other up onto their horse. At times it worked, but resulted into one plummeting to the ground.

"One...two...three!" Agatha pushed Sophie onto her horse and Sophie hurled her up. They chased after Agatha's horse, who had decided to eat, and flung her on top.

Soon they were riding none stop.