Schooled in Magic

Chapter 2

Woah. I think my heart literally just stopped beating. This is easily the hottest guy I've ever seen, and that's saying something. I've met a model once, but this guy? He puts the model to shame.

He has shaggy, dark brown hair. I'd say he's about six foot two. His lips are a warm pink color. His eyes, oh, his eyes. They're such a blue, I could gaze into them forever. Like me, he wears a uniform. His consisting of a suit and tie rather than a skirt.

"I'm sorry," he says. He examines me, probably to make sure I'm okay. Although, I'd like to say he's checking me out. "Are you alright?"

"More than alright now," I murmur, straightening my uniform. Have it had been any other guy, I would have chewed him out. On the account of him being so hot, I'll cut him some slack. "So, do you have a name?"

"I do," he says easily. I wait for him to finish, but he doesn't. You know, when I asked him the question, it was intended for him to actually tell me his name. Not for him to be so literal.

"And what might your name be?" I ask, one eyebrow raised. Why must the hot ones be so stupid?

"You can call me Mr.Jacobs," he replies.

I think my heart stopped beating again. This time, for a totally different reason. Through all the fuss over his sexiness, I failed to notice the tag on his suit, identifying him as a teacher. "Oh shit," I mutter.

"Excuse me?" He asks. Great. Just great. I think a teacher is hot. This is not going to end well at all.

"Nothing," I cross my arms over my chest.

"I don't believe I've seen you around the school before. You must be the new student, Cheyenne. Are you lost?" He asks.

I quickly check the watch around my wrist. Five minutes until it's time to switch classes. No use in going to the office now. "No, I don't believe I am."

He raises his eyebrows but doesn't say anything. I search his face for any emotion, only to come up empty. As a teacher, I can see why he would need to keep his emotions in check. Girls must throw themselves on him all the time. I mean, I did, literally. But, with just the two of us standing here, I don't see the point in that.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, I turn on my heel and walk off down the hall. When I get a good distance down the hall, I take a look over my shoulder. Mr.Jacobs is nowhere in sight. I don't know what I was expecting, but I didn't think he would have already left. What an asshole.

Looking around, I find myself lost. Not that I wasn't before, but now I'm even more so. The hallway stretches on forever both ways. There are no doors around or sets of stairs. Hell, there is nothing around. How...? This school seriously needs to get a map. Or signs at least. How the hell do they expect you to get to class in this maze?

Stopping a moment, I listen for any sign of life. Nothing. Turning in my tracks, I head back the way I had just came from. The sound of my footsteps bounce off of every corner. Chills make their way down my spine. I don't like this. I don't like this at all. I feel as though someone is watching me. Glancing around, I see no one. Yet, I can't seem to shake the feeling of someone watching me. I begin to pick up my pace.

As I walk faster, I seem to forget to watch where I'm going. My foot rams into something hard, sending me sprawled out on the floor. I push myself up from the floor and dust my clothes off. When I look up to find the source of my fall, I'm startled to find a person. The person is wearing a long, black robe. It covers their entire body, and shields most of their face.

I instantly jump to my feet and back up a few inches. Something about this person unnerves me. I clear my throat, "Sorry, I didn't see you there?"

It sounded more like a question than anything. Where did they come from? A wicked smile tugs at their mouth, the only visible feature. I resist the urge to turn away and run. Knowing my luck I'll end up running into another person.

"Are you lost?" comes the person's raspy voice.

Why do people keep asking me that? Do I look that helpless? "No."

"Allow me to point you in the right direction," the person continues, as if I hadn't even talked. With a whoosh of the robe, the person turned and began walking away. Taking this as my invitation, I follow.

Something about this seems wrong. Not just the fact that a person appeared out of thin air, or the fact that they have a totally creepy smile, or even the fact that they are leading me to an unknown destination and I'm willingly following. I feel like something very wrong is going to happen, something that is going to change everything.

My thoughts are cut off when the person stops. A crooked finger points out from under the black cloth. Looking in that direction, I see a staircase leading up. Why did I never notice that before? I turn back around to thank the person, only to find them gone. I suppress a shudder. I'm really beginning to hate this school.

Hesitantly, I make my way up the stairs. The further I go, I begin to feel a pull. It tugs at my mind. A trance takes over my body, practically dragging me up the stairs. The corners of my vision begin to darken, focusing on a faint glow coming from the door at the top. I come to a standstill in front of the door. My hand lingers on the doorknob.

The same raspy voice echoes through the stairway. Open the door.

Swallowing hard, I clasp the cold metal, turning it as I do. A blinding bright light seeps out. My arm flies up to shield my eyes. Unyielding energy bounces around, pushing me side to side. Suddenly, all the air leaves my lungs. I fall to the ground, clutching my chest, grasping for air. I feel myself begin to slip away. Before I lose complete consciousness, I see a figure. It's the person in the black cloak. They lean down and whisper in my ear, "You have done well for today, my child. But this is only the beginning."

The last thing I hear is the raspy cackle of the person before darkness takes over permanently.

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Heya!

Sorry for the late update. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I haven't had a chance to edit yet, so if there are any mistakes, that's why. Plus I was up at 2:00 in the morning writing this. Please let me know if you like this chapter. If you don't , I can change it. I don't know whether to keep it like this or not. So let me know! For now it is more of a filler.Don't forget to vote, comment, share, and follow!

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     emerald-glow