"Troy, Morris is here to see you", called Mom and I rushed down the stairs with a nasty migraine as company, that's what I get for having only about two hours of sleep last night. Between the peeping wizard and my freakish nightmare, you and I know that sleep was out of the option.
"Where's Blake? He told me that he was going to be here this morning", I said when I reached the door and, obviously, found he was alone. I had called grandpa Blake when I couldn't sleep last night and he promised that he would be the first face I see this morning but instead, he sent his butler- Not cool, grandpa.
"Mr.Sanders said you should come with me", he said, gesturing to the limousine packed outside.
Come on, what's the old man thinking? "Morris, you know I can't go all the way to the Estate when I'll be going again tomorrow".
"Mr.Sanders said to bring you and that's all I can do only", replied Morris adamantly.
I leaned my head against the door, partly because of Morris' reply and partly because my migraine has invited his other little friends to his 'Split Troy's head' party. Well, what can another twenty four hours do to me?
"Alright", I replied, "Just give me a sec".
After some minutes of painkillers and clothes selection, I was finally ready to follow him. We drove around for a while but instead of heading to the Estate like I expected, we drove to another limousine packed right on the road.
"Hi sonny", said grandpa Blake, winding down.
"You know you are a big show off, don't you?", I asked, pointing to the limousine.
"What do you want to see me for?", he asked.
"How about we go somewhere else to talk?",I offered, his road-blocking vehicle seems rather inappropriate for the conversation we are going to have.
He smiled as if I had taken the words right out of his mouth and replied, "Well, I hope you like fish 'cause there's this sushi restaurant I've been dying to go to". Oh yeah! Blake Sanders is so back.
The place grandpa Blake was talking about wasn't just 'this' sushi restaurant, it's the sushi restaurant. It was so fancy that I felt a lot underdressed in my blazers and jeans. I don't know if there's a super ingredient in their food but everything had a thousand-dollar tag on it.
"So, what is it that you called me in the middle of the night for? ",asked grandpa Blake after ordering a really expensive sushi that I couldn't afford to spill even a morsel on the table.
"There's a wizard in town and he was at my window last night", I replied.
"Are you sure?", he asked with a lot of surprise on his face. He seemed to be surprised that there's even a wizard around although I'm not sure why that is.
"Of course, I'm sure", I replied, "I even have a photograph to prove it". I showed him the picture of the shoeprint I took on my iPhone and I saw his face lit up in recognition- I'm as sure as hell is real.
"Do you know what kind it is? ", I asked.
"Of course", he replied, "It's the kind that's worn on the feet".
I laughed and punched him playfully on the arm, that man's incapable of changing.
"No, I don't", he replied although I think he's lying- Or not telling the entire truth. Blake Sanders as secretive as ever, "Don't worry, I'll send some guys in case this wizard wants to cause trouble".
"No need, I can take care of myself", I replied, an army of suited men protecting me will surely cause the trouble I'm trying to prevent, "Besides, I'll give you a call in case things go wrong". Which I hope it doesn't.
"Seems you've not been getting enough rest", he said when he noticed the bags under my eyes, "Care to explain what's up with you?"
"It's nothing. I had to stay up last night in order to complete the assignments I was given", I replied. Blake Sanders is not the only one that can keep a secret and who better to use as cover-up than my forty thousand dollars receiving tutor.
He gave me a long scrutinizing look before taking my hands in his and saying, "You know I'm here in case you need anything, right?". I knew in that moment that he didn't believe a single word I said. Well, Blake Sanders is back and, by the looks of it, so are the secrets.
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This is the renewed chapter, I hope it's as good as the corrupted one
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Halfwizard
FantasyTroy's not-at-all interesting life took a different turn last summer when it was revealed that he came from a long line of wizards. His last experience in the Magic school was filled with a lot of magic, friendship, craziness and other experiences h...
