Magic or Mortal

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1

*Lydia's POV*

It was an ordinary school morning like any other. My body was content in my warm fuzzy bed, but my mind was urging me to get up. High school was calling my name even if I tried convincing myself to deny it.

I clinched my eyes tighter as I heard my bedroom door open. Even with my eyes shut, I could sense that Marie had come into my room. Marie was classified as my mother, though she wasn't my biological one. You see, I never knew my biological parents, in fact no one knew who they were. She and John had adopted me at a very young age, not that I'd remember. I had always treated them as though they were my actual parents and unlike most adopted people, I wasn't keen on finding who my true parents were. I figured that they had their own personal reasons for putting me up for adoption. All I needed was what I already had, because it was enough for me.

"Lydia, sweetie." Marie whispered, as my eyes flickered open. "Don't want to be late to school, do you?"

"If it means I can sleep in then yes." I groaned wearily, as I stuffed my face into my feather-filled pillows.

"Come on." Marie sweetly persisted as she pat my head. "I made breakfast."

I finally gave in and lazily dragged myself out of bed. Going through my morning routine, I took a short shower, got dressed into my boring school uniform, applied a small amount of natural looking makeup, ate the chocolate chip pancakes Marie had made me and shared a relatively friendly conversation with John. My feet hit the cold wooden blanks as I stepped over to the bathroom and pulled open the counter draw to grab my brown eye contacts lenses.

Sighing, I washed my hands with bubbled water while staring into my violet coloured eyes. Yes, violet. Marie described it as a rare blessing, but I considered it as a curse. No one else had violet eyes and this made me feel really self-conscious and different. Since primary school, I persuaded John and Marie to get me brown contact lenses to conceal it. I had never gone a school day without wearing them. Even at home I'm conscious.

Following up, I decided to tie my annoyingly long dark brown hair into a casual braid. By annoyingly long, I meant mid-thigh length. I tried so many times to cut it short, but it would grow back as rapidly as watered grass so I gave up and left it. Luckily, it never seemed to grow any further once it reached my thighs. The braid made my hair

Checking the time, my eyes widened at how fast time had gone. After rushing a simple goodbye to Marie and John, I grasped my schoolbag, quickly tied my converse shoes and rushed out the door with the intent of reaching school before the bell rang. I power-walked down the hill, though the streets with varied and inconsistent speeds.

A relieved breath escaped my mouth as I jogged into the school grounds. With an extra 5 min left to spare I walked through the different groups of school students and reached my group. I stretched out my arms with a cheesy grin on my face since I pleased that I was able to get a bit of a workout.

"Hey!" Eleanor greeted, as she blew a piece of her blonde hair out of her face and hugged me. Eleanor was my closet friend and after a long two weeks on holidays we were happy to be reunited once again. I received greetings from Piper and Bethany as well.

"What's been happening?" I energetically bounced.

"Nothing much." Beth responded, before they began discussing what they did in the holidays. For me the whole holidays just seemed like a complete blur. Occasionally, I visited Eleanor, Piper or Beth, but that was about it. My life was nothing out of the ordinary that's for sure.

Disrupting our little catch up was the school bell, indicating that we had an assembly. Following the crowd of students, we all sat down in the school hall in our group years and awaited for the teachers to speak. It wasn't much. The principal explain how he wished us 'another good term' and gave us new timetables.

After the assembly we all observed our timetables to see what classes we had and who we had it with. Somehow I managed to get into the top science class. I thought that was a good thing until I realized none of my friends were in it with me. I groaned internally as I separated from my friends.

I yawned and rubbed my eyes while walking down to class, but this was something I instantly regretted, because now my left contact was digging into my eyeball and let me tell you it hurt like hell..... that's if hell hurt.... okay now I'm just rambling, but to put it out there it hurt. My eye was watering like crazy and I could barely see where I was going so I stopped to make sure I wouldn't run into anyone. Trying to hold my eye, I scuttled over to the girls toilets and took my contact out, while doing so I accidentally jabbed my eye. I cursed under my breath. To my luck, no one else seemed to be in the toilets. I took this opportunity to let my reddened eye settle down.

Before I put my contact back in, I looked at myself oddly in the mirror. One eye being brown and the other being violet.

I felt like I jumped so high that I just about hit the ceiling when I heard one of the toilets flush. I swung around realizing that someone was in the last cubicle. Twirling back around, I frantically stuck my contact back into my eye before whoever it was could see my real eye and sped out the door to avoid awkward eye contact. Toilets were just an awkward place to spark a conversation.

As expected, I ended up in class late. As I entered the classroom all eyes were on me and the teacher had an irritated expression across his wrinkly face. So this is my new class. Yay - not. I stood awkwardly at the door to see that all the students seemed to be in some sort of seating plan. It was a girl then boy seating plan.

"Lydia Sparks, right?" The teacher asked in a monotone.

"Yes, sir." I answered, trying to turn away from the audience of students.

"So this is the one they moved up." He mumbled to himself. "Should've expected something like this."

Excuse me?

"I'll let you off this time for not knowing your way to this classroom." He explained. "I'm Mr Pine. Your seat is over by Devil, over there."

Pffft Devil? Is that like a legitimate name?

There was only one seat spare so it was pretty obvious it was mine. It was in the furthest room from the front and the closest chair to the window. My eyes caught another pair of eyes, but these ones were a greenish hazel colour. They were pretty eyes to say the least and they belonged to a rather tall, skinny boy with messy light brown hair which he tried hiding under a black beanie and slightly tanned skin. I guess he was the infamous 'Devil'.

I was about to say 'hey' and introduce myself, when he winked at me. I stared at him for a moment. He did not just...... Then he blew me a kiss. My face showed disgust as I rolled my eyes and unwillingly took the seat next to him. Sure he was, dare I say it, cute, but right now he was just coming off as creepy.

I set out my school equipment and sat up straight and intently listened to what the teacher had to say. For a few minutes I felt motivated to learn, because I reached a top class, but my head seemed to tune out. My eyes somehow drifted over to 'Devil' and I took note of the braided bracelets on his wrists, his yin-yang earpiece in his right ear and his red converse shoes with random words scribbled over them with sharpies. He also smelt burnt in a way. He was different, I guess.

It was strange, because I felt somewhat attracted to him. Not in the lovey-dovey way, but more of a magnetic attract. I didn't know how else to describe it. My eyes seemed to constantly glance over at him during class and I wouldn't even realize it. What was weird, was he seemed to be doing the same.

The bell rang indicating the end of Science. I packed up my stuff up. Devil managed to stuff all his belongings within seconds before smirking me goodbye and rushing out the door. Was that his way of flirting with me, because it wasn't working. I rolled my eyes.

Boys.