Witches of the Elements - Book 11: Blue Sapphire

Episode 4: Trista For President

Episode 4: Trista For President

            “The Azaxtrix Council?” asked Zac.

            “Wait, wait, you’re suggesting this…guy in white is the leader of the Witch Stalkers?” asked Travis. Angela found herself in the nurse’s office. Nothing was physically broken, she however was just a little shaken up.

            “Not the leader, but a CEO share holder. Four total,” Angela corrected.

            “We should speak with King Dycoon about this. Magick Shop it is then,” said Travis.

            “Where are the girls?” Zac asked, looking around.

            “I dunno, but I assume they haven’t heard yet,” Angela said. “Let me tell them though.”

            “Are you sure?” asked Travis.

            “I’m good. It’s just…I dunno. It was like seeing death right in front of me all over again. He was inches away from my Crystal Heart and something else caught his attention, but I don’t remember what,” said Angela, getting off the table bed.

            “Something else distracted him?” thought Travis.

            Angela got permission from the nurse who assumed her condition was the result of first day jitters. She checked out her schedule again and headed toward the cafeteria where she grabbed herself a food tray. The cafeteria had a lower level and an upper (4-steps) level and it was filled with both round tables and rectangular tables. When you walk in, where you get your food is to left while the snack store was further right. The food line displayed fish sticks, mac & cheese, milk, and a brownie or grapes. After she paid for her lunch, she saw Trista and Jenna sitting within the lower level, second row.

            “I just got the text from Zac, so what happened to you?” asked Trista.

            “World greatest brother I got,” Angela rolled her eyes. “Oh same old. Found locker, got attacked by the forces of evil, nothing out of the ordinary,” Angela joked.

            “Come again?” asked Jenna puzzled. Wanting to know the details.

            “I’ll explain later, we’re meeting at the Magick Shop after school ‘aight,” Angela informed.

            “Ohh, to see your boo,” giggled Jenna.

            “Ooo, you tried it,” said Angela, making a clicking noise with her tongue. Angela caught Jenna“trying” to throw a smart aleck remark about her. Since Dycoon became crowned, him staying in Th’rial became a must, so he handed the responsibilities of the shop to Syrus. This allowed him interaction between both worlds.

            “Eww, after school might not work for me. Your girl that is she, is running for Class President,” Trista said with such glee, showing her pearly whites. Jenna spat out her milk, chocking from the news.

            “You’re serious?” asked Angela, raising an eyebrow.

            “I thought to myself after four freaking years of work, why shouldn’t I run? Do you know how many hours I put in to getting my popularity to the where it is at now? Having the class president title under my belt is everything to me…that and prom,” she said.

            “Well Trista, I’m happy for you, but you are aware of something called an Elemental Warrior right? So how are you going to fit class president into your schedule?” stressed Angela who wanted to know.