The Unreal

Chapter 9- Magic Flow

Please reread chapter 8, I made some changes.
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Claire's P.O.V

The remainder of the day had flown by quickly and now at six-thirty in the morning, something that I would come to regret later, I was taking shower to ready myself for the intense training I was sure to come.

Stepping out of the shower and onto the soft, fluffy carpet, I grabbed the towel, which the school provided, and wrapped it around it myself. I ran my hands through my wet hair and proceeded to unpackage the toothbrush and toothpaste and brush my teeth.

Nearly fifteen minutes later I was in a sports bra and blue jogging pants with the towel wrapped over my neck as I tied the laces of the shoes. Then I dried my hair with the towel and hung it over the rack in the bathroom.

I stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and ran my fingers through my hair restlessly.

"No hair tie," I said to myself as I ran my hand down my face. Pulling all my hair upwards, I twisted it and then wrapped the twist around itself to make a bun.

"This should work,"

I turned my head in all different directions to analyze it and make sure it was stable. I walked back out of the bathroom and sat on the bed.

Excited.

I was excited for the day that was to come. Not excited for the training but as much as I wanted to deny it, I was only excited to see Cade. Just the thought of him got that fire pumping within me. Growing throughout my veins, burning deep, and I loved it.

I loved it.

I loved the way it felt. The way it ignited itself just by the thought of his face. I closed my eyes and let images of him run through my head.

I imagined what his torso would look like naked. Was he carrying a six pac or maybe an eight? Was his chest well toned? Gosh, what about his biceps? I groaned and brought a pillow to my face.

"This is insane!!" My voice came over muffled because of the pillow.

"What's insane?"

I screamed and jumped off the bed, the pillow hitting the floor. I looked towards the direction the voice came from with my widened my eyes. I released a sigh and clutched my racing heart once I saw who it was.

"Damn it, Cade, what is with you and scaring the living hell out of me?" I threw the pillow at him as I threw the words out of my mouth. Cade caught it effortlessly, laughing his ass off. I hugged and crossed my arms across my chest.

"You really didn't hear me?" He said still laughing at me. I shook my head in response to his question.

"I knocked but you didn't answer. The door was unlocked, so I let myself in." He said throwing his thumb in the the direction of the open door behind him.

I felt it.

The explosion within my body. Is he feeling this too?

"Anyway. Came to get you to take you for some breakfast. You'll need it." He turned on his heel, throwing the pillow on the bed. I followed him out of the door and down some very long halls. All the while the fire burning deep.

Deep and ferociously. And I had no control over it.
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After a hefty breakfast meal of pancakes and coffee, which I protested against, we turned up to what I assumed was a gym. There was no equipment. No treadmill, no weights, nothing. Just a few yoga mats and a mirror stretched across a wall.

"We start here. As much as an actual gym would be better to get your stamina going, we need to get in some meditation first to get your magic flowing through your body." He moved and sat cross legged on one of the mats, motioning for me to do the same.

I sat and mimicked his position. Straightening my back and taking a few deep breaths.

"Mr. Pierce said that your magic was locked in a lake. So from what you told me yesterday about falling into it, I guess you kind of got it going. However, seeing as you know nothing about it, it tamed itself down." I was listening carefully and cautiously as he spoke.

"Magic is the hardest part of being a supernatural. If it consumes you, then that's it for you, but it you can keep it at bay, then it would do wondrous things."

"Most supernaturals don't rely on magic. Like werewolves, when we shift, we rely on our strength and minds." The words eased out of his mouth.

"For you to produce it, you've got to feel it," this time he closed his eyes. He reached his right arm up, his palm facing the sky.

"My mother is a fairy, she wanted me to learn magic because it's her nature. So I learned it. My element is fire." Flames shot to life above his hand and he opened his eyes. His once blue eyes were now a ferocious orange.

"Your turn," he moved his hand, extinguishing the flames with the movement. He moved to sit next to me and placed his hand on my shoulder, the flame in my veins igniting again.

"Remember, it is like your blood running through your veins, like your heart beat. You've gotta feel it. Close your eyes and silence out everything. Don't listen to your breathing don't listen to my breathing, just listen to the blood in your veins." Cade moves to kneel behind me, putting both his hands on my shoulders now. I closed my eyes and took in a breath and did as he said. He started to massage my shoulders and neck.

I zoned out.

Nothing, that was what I heard. I heard absolutely nothing. However, I didn't feel anything either. I opened my mouth to take in a sharp breath and then slowly let it out.

I felt it.
Heard it even.
A vicious pumping.

I opened my eyes and saw it. Though it was only on my finger tips, there was soft glow. A soft tranquil blue glow. Then it moved to cover the remaining of hands right up to my wrists.

I gasped and smiled. But as soon as I did that it disappeared.

I looked up at Cade and saw him smiling at me.

"Wasn't expecting you to get it done on the first try, good job." I thanked him and went at it again but was interrupted by a bell.

"That's my cue, my class starts now, but keep at it until I come back for you," he said and rushed out of the room.

And I obeyed his orders.

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