Blackwell Academy

Ch (2)

I woke up to the warm caress of the sun on my face peering through the glass window of the car I seemed to be in. Did they drug me? My body felt sluggish like I had been asleep for centuries. Squinting was all I could manage with my eyelids feeling so heavy. I look around observing my surroundings. I'm in a suv with a bunch of guys who look like the men in black. There are two in the front, one driving and one in the passenger seat. I'm sandwiched between the last two. The one to my right looks like the man cloaked in shadows. From my dream. His jaw was set and his eyes were focused the passing forest outside the vehicle. Being this close to him I can really see his features now. He had shoulder length jet black hair that was slightly tousled. Sharp jawline and the hint of a scar on the corner of his upper lip. He definitely looked strong. His demeanor is calm and composed, but there's an intensity about him that commands respect. As I'm studying his face, I find myself drifting upwards towards his eyes. Sharp, piercing brown eyes that are so dark they almost seem black. His eyes are like deep, endless voids that seem to hold countless secrets and draw me-

He's looking at me. Shit. I quickly divert my eyes to anything else and pretend like I wasn't checking him out. I could have sworn I heard him let out a small chuckle under his breath. When I got brave enough to look in his general direction again, he was back to looking out the window. To my left must have been Elijah then. I had no idea where we were at or where we were going. There wasn't a lot of sightseeing on this drive, my views were all blocked by 100 foot trees. The road was windy and there wasn't a trace of civilization for miles.

I cleared my throat. "Sooo, anybody going to inform me on what's going on? Where are we going?"
The two guys in front were listening to some french station on the radio and making small talk. The guy from my dreams didn't take his eyes off the window but I could tell he tensed up a little bit next to me. Elijah or so I assumed, is the only one who have me the time of day.

"All your questions will be answered once we get there." He said checking his watch. Elijah also had an athletic build with blonde hair looking like some sort of mafia leader with the sides shaved and the rest slicked back. Tattoos were peaking out on his wrists from the black long sleeve he wore, I assumed he probably had sleeves. His eyes were crystal clear blue, they reminded me of a cloudless sky on a sunny day.

"Where is there!?" I exclaimed. Just yesterday I was a mundane girl, living in her mundane world. There was nothing special about me. I didn't have any friends, I went to the library for fun for god sakes. Now these men show up, take me away from my small town living, my college plans to take me to some Academy? One thing I knew for sure, these men are not human.

"Blackwell Academy for Dark Arts." He said roughly. "Now that's all I can give you. I'm sorry." He sounded genuine and I felt bad for pressuring them at all but I deserved answers. I practically was kidnapped and have no clue what's going on.

I sigh loudly and cross my arms. I started to bite the inside of my lip, it was something I always did when thinking, nervous, or irritated. In this case it was all of the above. I couldn't turn my mind off. I just kept thinking of what the next 24 hours would bring. Deep down in my bones, I could feel that my life was about to forever change. 

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It wasn't long before I felt the car start to slow down.  I peer out the windshield to see a massive wrought iron gate adorned with some sort of symbols? They stand tall and formidable to what I'm assuming are the Academy grounds. The gates are flanked by two massive stone pillars, each carved with the likeness if ancient guardians watching all who enter. There was almost an ethereal glow, naked to the human eye. I wondered if it was some sort of protection ward. But what would they need protection from? I thought to myself. The man driving typed something into his watch and then the gates began to open, creaking eerily as we passed through.