A magic school story

Chapter One: The start of something

'Jess Goldwyn to the principal's office immediately.'

"Jess, what did you do?"

"Jess, wake up-"

A loud thumping next to his head and a confusing chorus of laughter woke up Jess Goldwyn.

He looked up to see several of his classmates looking at him, one was asleep as well, the rest were trying not to laugh. His friend Chowder, in the seat next to him didn't bother hiding his laughter since even Mrs Mansel was chuckling.

"Had a good sleep, Jess?" Mrs Mansel asked, enjoying the class laughter at her joke.

"Oh no, I was awake." Jess said, resisting the urge to stretch out his still asleep limbs.

"Oh, good you heard the announcement then." She said, playing of his lie.

He was too busy thinking up a lie to appreciate the wit. "I was kind of focused on the lesson, didn't hear the announcement." He shrugged.

"Oh, good. Can you tell me anything that happened in the lesson?"

He smiled in defeat. "Won't happen again."

"Are you leaving school early today, Jess?" Mrs Mansel asked.

"No, I don't think so."

"They just called for you at the principal's office. You're not in trouble, are you?" she asked.

And he couldn't help but be touched by her concern.

"No, never."

"Okay, just go check it up and come back to class soon."

He nodded.

"Miss Mansel," Charity asked, putting her hand up. "Could I leave the classroom-"

"No. Only one student at a time and this class has wasted too much time already!"

"JESS," Chowder hissed as the battle between the Charity and Mansel raged on. "Get me coke from the vending machine."

"Get me some money," Jess muttered back, and stretched out of his desk and out of the class.

Now why would they be calling him? Jess wondered to himself to himself at the vending machine.

He slotted in some money for Chowder's coke and waited for the old machine to buzz and whirl. It sounded like his dollar was being shredded inside.

It would be a lot more fun if he could use elemental magic then he could zap the machine into giving him stuff like in Shazam. That movie had its flaws, but he couldn't deny that that was the most accurate use of superpowers he'd seen.

Then again it would probably be stealing if he zapped the vending machine wouldn't it?

The coke finally tumbled down. He grunted as he reached down for it. It would be all shaken up by the machine. He was tempted to give it another shake. Chowder still owed him for the last three.

He put in another dollar and pressed the button for a tinkie snack cake. A milk tart one.

The machine whirled and just as the tinkie was about to fall the machine stopped and the tinkie hung of the edge limply.

"You egg!" he said in disbelief. "And I could have zapped you too," he swore thumping it.

Still the tinkie didn't fall.

So much for mercy.

He strained into focused and quickly traced the hand sign for telekinesis and forced the tinkie tray to drop- when the tray let out a horrible clanging sound and the entire tray of tinkies fell down.