Mystical High

Chapter 7: Don't Mess With Me

I watched in anticipation as the footsteps grew louder and louder. I hid at a corner, cupping my mouth to stifle my laughter. This was it! Jackson was going to pay for what he had done, not like I cared what the consequences would be. Justice had to be served- to me. I watched as the pair of legs tripped over the transparent rope and, "Thud!".

What a perfect ending.

I stepped out of my hiding place, laughing and clapping my hands at the sight of Jackson before my eyes. He was sprawled in the ugliest position on the floor- face down, and limbs pointing in awkward directions. I laughed even harder as he got up.

"HEY! How dare you play a prank on me!!!"

"You played a prank on me too, didn't you?"

"Do you know who I am?!"

"Jackson Agrizon. Duh."

"My mother is the queen of Enchantrix. Ain't joking."

"So... You are the prince of Enchantrix...? What a prince..."

"I don't practise proper etiquette. Afraid now, huh?"

"I'm not."

I stuck out my tongue at him.

Laughter ricocheted in the classroom. This time it wasn't me, it was Jackson.

"I can just end your life by making a false report of you doing something illegal, you know."

A flame of irritation ignited within me. Seriously?! Wtf? This retard was actually using his power to bring Mysticians down? What kind of prince was he?!

"Seriously? I HATE Mysticians who abuse their powers for their own luxury. I DONT CARE whether you wanna kill me or not, but you should know that, doing this isn't right for a prince."

With that, I hastily made my way out of the classroom. Jackson grabbed my arm.

"Hey..."

"Don't mess with me."

With that, I jerked my arm free and left, not caring if he felt guilty or not.

* A few hours later *

I swiftly made my way to my dorm, feeling tired and excited to meet my roommate. Searching for a dorm seemed like an eternity, for that every dorm looked the same and the numbers were so small. Finally, at the very corner of the hallway, I found it! Smiling with satisfaction, I whispered a spell that was specially casted for my dorm. ( Every dorm had a spell casted on it as the password. ) The symbols on the oak door lighted up and I gently pushed the handle. Entering a room with a bookshelf and washroom at the right side, I placed my bags beside the bookshelf and made my way to the bed. It was a large bed with exquisite designs embedded on it, and a figure lying om the bed caught my attention. As I moved closer, my eyes widened in shock- lying on the bed, was Jackson!

"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

"Sleeping. Duh."

"I MEAN...HOW CAN MY ROOMMATE BE A GUY?!"

"In Mystical High, the roommates are of opposite gender, don't you know that?"

"Isn't it...weird?"

"Don't think so much and you will be fine."

"HOW CAN IT BE FINE WITH A RETARD LIKE YOU?!"

Agitated, Jackson stepped out of the bed, revealing his hot abs. He walked towards me, towering over me completely. By just standing so close to him made me feel smaller, and a tinge of fear surged through my veins. Was I actually feeling afraid of him? No! It couldn't be... Could it? I stared into his sapphire blue eyes as he stared into mine. I could feel his stare directing into my very soul, controlling every movement of mine.

For a moment, I couldn't move, nor breathe.

Eventually, I broke eye contact. Jackson chuckled.

"You are cute."

My heart fluttered and pounded faster.

I forced myself to look at him in the eye, and said, "Of course, I'm always cute."

He rubbed the back of his neck and smiled shyly.

"Very well, I'll get to bed then."

After he went straight to bed, I heaved a sigh of relief and went to bathe. I couldn't believe a hot retard was actually my roommate!

After a long, relaxing bath, I changed into a double strap top with shorts and went to bed. The worst thing was, there was only one bed, suitable for two people. Cringing, I wondered why Mdm Roziana wanted to carry out this torture to Mysticians. Instead of sleeping beside Jackson, I decided to sleep on the couch. As I lay down uncomfortably, I gazed at the ceiling- it was covered with stars that glowed in the dark. Right now, the way the school functioned and the people around me still remained as a mystery. I still did not know what powers other Mysticians possessed, or what the diamonds on the outside of the school represented. All I knew was, I was all alone, without any friends and relatives. It was a fresh new start, and I had to embark on a journey for some scarced ingredients that Mdm Roziana mentioned earlier. My mind was in a mess, but I guessed time would make everything clearer.

Slowly, without knowing, my eyelids drooped heavily and I descended into an abyss of darkness. Somehow, I felt a pair of arms carrying me. Even though I was really worn out, I forced my eyes to open a teeny weeny bit. A faint image of Jackson appeared before my eyes, and somehow, I felt a concoction of feelings that I had never felt after a long time.

I felt safe. I felt warmth.

Feeling comfortable, I did not struggle to free myself from him. Instead, I wearily wrapped my arms around his neck, not wanting to let go.

I had no memories of what happened after that. I had entered Dreamland.

I envisioned someone pressing his lips into mine, and that feeling felt so good, so sweet. Evidently, I was enjoying the process. As I looked closer, the person I was kissing was...

JACKSON?!