Under your spell

Chapter 1

Deep in the woods I heard his voice guiding me to him. The song echoing through the what seemed like the whole world. But only I could hear him.

"Oof!" Then I woke up from my day dream realizing that I was walking alone in the school hallway and had just run into a locker. I was late but really, really late. There was no excuse to save my high school life. I'm Alexa Mahler and I have the meanest teacher in the whole school, Mrs Holter. She absolutely won't take it easy on me. I walked into class and I couldn't see the teacher and out of nowhere I heard the familiar high pitch scratchy scary voice that was in every single nightmare of mine.

"Where were you Miss Mahler! You have detention afterschool you don't get time for excuses for being this late!"Mrs. Holter screeched. I understood my punishment but all I wanted to do that moment was go home. Then the teacher announced that there is going to be a new student named Noah Weston and I couldn't wait to meet him. Just then the block ended and I didn't have to deal with my witch teacher until afterschool. But right now I had to get to Social studies.

~after detention~

Detention wasn't at all what I thought it would be it was just extra time to do homework at school. On my way home I saw a really cute guy helping an old lady cross the street and immediately I fell head over heels, but knowing me there is no way that I would be able to talk to him, and just like that the love of my life was gone.

I studied when I got home for a big science test that I knew I was going to fail about conspiracy theories that I really didn't care about. I later found myself drifting off to sleep but I didn't do anything to stop it. A great dream came where the guy I saw today was laying on a hammock with me and singing me a soft song he says he wrote for me and it was beautiful. Then a thunderstorm came and knocked every good piece of my dream away trees were falling and they shook the ground crazily. That's when I realized it was my parents waking me from the dream of a lifetime. For some weird reason I was so mad at them and started yelling at them then I realized that it was okay and that being mad would only make things worse. 

Dinner was the same old thing that we had every week because my parents are the worst chefs and thanks to Trader Joe's  microwaved foods I don't have to eat their cruddy food. Bed time came so fast and soon enough so did morning.

Thank you for reading the first chapter of my book and yes i know it's short but there is more to come. ; p