Stuck on cloud Oliver

Chapter 4

"Mia , your phone" I hear Jude amid of my shower, I sure am glad they let us have private showers instead instead of those commune ones. As much as I like pitch perfect, I'm not sure I wanna be Anna Kendrick singing in the shared shower.

"Seriously Mia, I'm not a fan of Rihanna, make it stop" Jude cried. I groined as I grabbed the towel from the hanger, drying only my face and grabbing my robe. I slip in my flip flops so I don't slip.

"Who is it" I say when I make my way to the Lounge,seeing that it stopped ringing and now in Jude's hands. Who's holding it from her ear like it bites.

She shrugs and Hands it to me. I take it, remove my dripping wet strands of hair from my ear. "Hello" I say,barely looking at the caller I.D.

"meet me at the Cavalcade, Sunday 10pm, if you still wanna see little Ben breathing when you come home next weekend" a voice I recognized said. A very hoarse male voice. Followed by heavy breathing and then silence.then the line went dead.

It has been exactly 1 months since I had been abducted, tied down on a chair that made a creaking noise I won't forget, forced to block out any form of telepathy with my mother, the only other Jenkins who can communicate with telepathy except me. Vincent, my father's brother, also the principal of Voltaire academy, another high school for supernaturals...one kind. Dark vampires. dad says the only reason why he abducted me was not because he thought I was too powerful, it was because he thought I was Layla, one of Richmond's best graduate.

Before I left my hometown, my mother decided to renovate both me and Ben's rooms, therefore we had to move to Layla's room who stays in an apartment with Will, her fiancé.

Vincent,whom was bitten by his then girlfriend and turned into a vampire was 15 at the time. Dad told us that his dad, our grandpa, kicked Vincent out after finding out he was turned, for the safety of the family of course. uncle Vince was never seen , until 5 years ago when he opened his own Villain school, wants to wipe out all the supernaturals with white magic as form of revenge. And his example would be His brother's oldest daughter. having been mistaken for Layla and surfing the tremendous torture, mom says Vincent is more perplexed, and therefore he won't rest until he turns me to stone.that's why I'm here, in this old building, learning how to hold a wand and cast a spell, instead of being an editor at my old school's newspaper, or maybe preparing for prom,nor maybe worrying about getting a boyfriend than staying out of my own uncle's sight.

10:11
I continue to stare at my phone, waiting for it to ring again.spell casting with Professor Harvey has just ended, I'm standing by Jude's locker,while she fiddles for her textbooks, old papers with hand printed writing fall out of her locker. She groans and stuff everything in.

"I should seriously get another locker" she rants, leading me to another hallway."are you gonna stop staring at your phone today?" She stops walking and turns her head

I sigh "I'm sorry" I stuff it in my back pocket, thankfully that she didn't push or ask me about the phone call. She is the only person I know here, besides Gwen..and Xavier. I do not wanna scare her away with my tales.speaking of Xavier, I haven't seen him today. My cheeks flush when I realize that I'm worrying about a guy, for a change.

We reach the end of a hall way, gym class, it's written. I groan again, i never was sporty so the thought of running around in my slacks worried me.
Everybody was already in,standing in the corners of the huge gym with a wooden floor.I spot a few familiar faces. I see Gwen, whom I have only one class with, gym. She chats away with A blonde, with hair falling in his eyes, Xavier. she smiles broadly and puts her hand on his shoulder, I wince like I'm in pain. I've only been here for 2 night and I'm already crushing over the school's playboy. Gwen moves to another girl, who is as pretty as her,long hair and lashes.im guessing she's a Minx as well, the physically gifted ones. I return my gaze to Xavier who's sipping from a glass bottle, his Adam's apple moves as he gulps away the liquid, he spills some of his vest, then uses his hand to wipe himself, which doesn't work because it makes a round damp spot on his Greg vest. He sighs and stops. I let a a tiny laugh.