Her lips were softer than anything I've ever felt let alone kissed. Still holding on to my tie she put her tounge in my mouth and we started playing tounge war. I gently pulled her closer to me getting more in tune with what was happening. I slid my hands slowly up her shirt and gently caressed her side. Without that much effort she started moaning, short of breath I presumed so I pulled out of the kiss. The startled Sharllet that I saw when I walked in was no more, I was now face to face with a flustered and breathless one.
"Marcus im sor-,"
"Its okay" I cut her off . "You just brightened my morning"
She smiled and leaned in again this time for a even longer smooch, but we were cut short by the sound of the door being unlocked. Sharllet was off me and pretending to be busy with something else faster than you can say Hermes the Mage. Mr Doleson walked in, quite surprised to see us inside the classroom.
"Wow, well shiver me timbers," he remarked at the sight of us earlier that usual. I felt that it was mainly directed at me though. I actually tend to be the last person to arrive everyday so me being early was more than a miracle.
"Good morning sir," I replied flashing him my grammy award winning smile.
"Marcus, a good morning to you too young man, " he said sitting behind his large dark brown desk occupied with several books of abnormal size and a few 'shabti' dolls he created to help him with various tasks. "I hope you're ready for today.""Huh?. Ready for...?"
"The dragon racing tournament starting today," he countered factually.
Oh shit, that began today? What, ho- how the hell could I forget something so important. Banging my head against the desk in defeat I moaned out," I totally forgot sir, I don't think I'll participate this time."
"You have to," Sharllet blurted out. "I mean uh....... it would be a shame if you didn't compete Marc".
"Yes that is quite true," Mr Doleson added, having opened his brief case to show me a paper on this seasons dragons.
As soon as I got it my jaw hit the ground. Were these people insane? Larva Mouths, Spit Dragons. Fire Foxes, Atlantic Reals, Reagal Blue and the scariest of all, the Spiked Horntail. This season was not only going to be scary, it was going to be deadly. What this meant was I was supposed to risk my life twice, first with the Dragon Tournament and secondly with my fifth year trials.
"I'll think about it," I muttered handing the paper to Sharllet who almost fainted immediately.
"You dont have much time though," Mr Doleson returned. I didn't reply.
After sitting aimlessly for another half hour, students started teleporting in.
Sandwhirls, if you can call them that, appeared almost evey ten seconds allowing groups of students to enter into the class. Do you know what I hate most other than a day without cigarettes? Excited teens, that's what I hate, them blabbering about whatever their consciousness allowed.Talk was mainly about the tournament and the bravery of those who took up the challenge.Whilst resting my head on my hands and trying to meditate a sudden wave of nausea hit me. I felt like barfing, I could feel my blood racing at an incredible pace and I felt my knees get wobbly. What the fuck had Sharlette poisoned me with. I then remembered her apology that I cut off . Her words kept on repeating themselves in my head as my stomach churned.
"Im sorry Marcus, I'm sorry", her voice kept on repeating in my head. My vision blurred and black spots filled my eyesight. With a loud groan I slid of my chair and hit the ground, not feeling the impact of the fall.
"Marc!, Marcus!, Marcus!," shouted Brian , one of my close friends. Screams from the girs filled my ears as blood trickled down my nose and mouth. I felt time slow down and the last thing I saw before I passed out was Mr. Doleson rushing towards me._______________________
Soo short :(
Ahhh what a way to end a chapter huh.......
Oh well thats what you get for being to easy going with girls Marcus...
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