Black Lion Academy

{4} Black Lion Academy

Hey! So, here's chapter number four! I found it so easy to write, so I'm going to start on chapter five now and might have it up at the end of the week. I have more than enough plans going on this weekend - dance, surfing, sleepover, shopping... Not to mention holiday studying and projects... School is just like an irritating rash that only seems nice later on in life because everyone forgets about the bad stuff. Plus, people of the previous generations (parents) can be so misunderstanding. My gran always thought I was just lazy and pessimistic... I showed her my calculus homework... she thinks I'm a genius now... lol.

Hope you enjoy it, please comment - votes would be greatly appreciated, but I just love comments.

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Nathan was fluffing up the pillows on the bed while I sat by the fire he'd just lit. It was so cosy here. Luckily there were a few beds to choose from. I like Nathan and all... but I had really only just met him.

“So how do you think the others are doing? I hope they found somewhere to camp out.” For a moment Nathan looked at me as if I'd just asked whether aliens were real, then his face went blank.

“Oh, they've probably made it back already. Most of us know these woods better than we know ourselves.” He said it quite matter-of-factly.

“So?” That still doesn't answer the question.

“Well, obviously they'd be able to make it back to the school a lot quicker than us. They didn't have you tagging along.”

“Excuse me, mister 'four hours' walk', you definitely could have gone a lot faster. I'm not a clutz... most of the time anyway.”

“The last part of the trail is too dangerous to navigate when the sun isn't at its zenith.” Zenith? What on earth does that mean? Not that I was going to ask, I didn't want to seem like a complete idiot.

“Highest point. In other words, when the sun is at its brightest.” He smirked at me when my mouth fell open. When he turned his head back to the bead I scowled at his back. Mind reader much?

“Better watch out, Arra.” He called over his shoulder.

“For what?”

“Your face might get stuck like that.” He chuckled and stood up, moving towards the kitchenette.

“Yeah, well you better watch out too.” I retorted.

“And what, may I ask, should I watch out for?” I asked in an arrogant, greater-than-thou tone.

“Something might suck you back into the eighteenth century where you and your 'posh' words belong.”

“At least I'll get to meet George Washington!” He said it with a squeal, clapping his hands together and jumping down. An image of a baby seal popped into my head and I just laughed.

“Well, I'll be meeting the aliens that come visit us from Mars in the next twenty years.”

“That's assuming You don't die next year.”

“Why would I be dying-... oh 2012. That's a lot of rubbish.”

“Hey, you never know... The Mayans predicted quite a lot of stuff that's come true.”

“I still think it's rubbish. You know why their calendar stops in 2012?”

“Nope, enlighten me.”

“They ran out of space on the rock.” We both burst into laughter. We laughed and laughed and laughed, so much so that I felt like I'd done a hundred sit-ups.

“You know why blonde jokes are so short?”

“Nope, why?”

“So brunettes can remember them!” Ha, ha.

“It's a good thing I'm not a brunettes then, isn't it?”

“What do you mean by that?” He scrunched up his face.

“I'm an undercover blonde.” We laughed and he came walking over and grabbed my head between his hands. “Hey! What do you think you're doing?”

“I'm inspecting your hair, what do you think I'm doing?”

“I don't know, looking for food, eh, you big baboon!” He let go of my head and pulled away from me.

“I am not a baboon.” He said grumpily.

“Awe... is someone sensitive about baboons? Shame, poor monkey.” I petted his head and started giggling.

“I. Am. Not. A. Monkey!” He stormed off into the kitchen area and I felt my stomach drop. Well, I didn't mean to upset him that bad. I stood up quickly and made my way over to him.

Nathan was banging around some dishes and ingredients. I peeked at what he had gotten out and my mouth watered at the sight of tha big juicy rump steak. Yum!

“Nathan, I'm so sorry. I don't know what you have against, uh, creatures of the ape species, but I really didn't want to upset you. Please forgive me.” He turned to me with tears pouring out his eyes and my heart sank. I felt really bad now.

“I'm not sure I want to.” He said it in a soft mumble and turned his head to face the food again.

“Please. I'm really sorry. I seriously didn't mean it. I mean, it was definitely not my intention to upset you like this. Please, just look at me. Do I have to beg?” I was practically begging him already anyway.

“What a sight that would be. I dare say, crawl on your knees and beg, baby!” He said while laughing, having turned around with a grin stretching from one side of to the other plastered on his face.

My eyes narowed and I stomped on his foot. “That was so uncalled for!” I turned on my heel and stormed over to the fire. Dropping myself to the floor with a huff and crossing my legs I glared at the flames. Images of him burning alive in the flames danced before me and I smiled.

“What are you smiling about?” He asked from the kitchen, eyeing my suspiciously.

“Oh, nothing.” I sighed, then chuckled.

“Better be nothing.”

“If it wasn't, what on Earth would you do about it anyway?” I looked at him and raised my left eyebrow.

“Oh, you'll see.”

“What's that supposed to mean.”

“It means what it means.”

“Well, gee, I feel so much better now that you have explained that to me. Tell me, is enigmatic stupidity a talent of yours.”

“As a matter of fact, it just so happens to be.”

“I bet your mother is so proud.”

“She thinks the suns shines out of my behind, actually.”

“So you're a vampire then, eh?” I laughed at his confused expression. “I can't believe my luck, I found Edward's 'special' cousin. Who'd have thought?” I just laughed at his scowling face.

“I'll have you know, I am nothing like Edward.” He said, as if that was supposed to make him seem better.

“I'm quite aware of that thank you. Edward has manners, good looks, super strength, many talents; All things which you... do not possess.” I said smugly.

“Yeah, well...” He trailed off and just turned around, opened a cupboard and then slammed it shut before stalking off towards the bathroom.

I just chuckled and stuck my hands out to warm them on the fire. I had a feeling that tonight was going to involve a series of revenge plans and a possible food fight. I better start with my steak first; didn't want to waste that lovely delicacy.