Expectations

Where's Wally?

Sorry it took so long to publish, I was grounded all last week and ling story short, here are 3 more chapters :) Enjoy!

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Kadya POV

Oh my fucking god....

I can't find him ANYWHERE.

He is supposed to be in EVERY SINGLE CLASS WITH ME! I groaned as I realised that I had an hour till lunch and even though my revenge meant I still had to kiss Dex...there actually has to be a Dex to kiss and I can't even see the little fucker.

My last class was Maths A and after the first 3 introductions to my other classes I am already sick of school. 1st period was Art and Mr. Ericsson is so laid back, but attentive. He just said my name, showed me off and told me to sit. 2nd period was English and Mrs Brocque (Substitute teacher) is such a frickin' fruitloop. She wanted me to tell my life story in contemporary dance. I just wiggled my arms a bit, spun around and crouched like an awkward potato. So now my sub English teacher thinks that I raised chickens until I was eight and that I eat raw worms for breakfast. Last period is Computers, but my teacher Davey found me in the hallways and said he just facebooked a pic of me to the class. I don't want to know where he got the picture. #Thatshitcreepy.

Now, I sigh, I am in P.E. One of my secret faves, P.E. My teacher introduced me to one half of the class in the gym. The rest had scattered. I just smiled awkwardly and waved my hand like Queen Elizabeth.

The gym is fucking collosal! One of the students gave me a tour. He kept staring at me with a smirk, like he expected me to instantly start flirting with him.

The main area of the gym consisted of a large space with a juice bar and three multi-sport courts with automated basketball hoops connected to the ceiling and separated training bays on either side of the main area. The sound system blared a random mix of songs ranging from pop to reggae remixes. Upstairs was the large theory room, it had X-BOX 360's with Kinect and Wifi, huge flatscreens and thin glass that overlooked the main area below. The bathrooms were lined up next to each other on one side of the theory room. The guy led me back to the teacher when he realised I wasn't interested in sneaking into the bathroom with him for a quickie.

I tend to stick to the weights bay and work on my strength and cardio rather than team sports, so my teacher was surprised when I asked if I could pull out of the game of Touch.

My classmates gave me weird looks. I raised a brow at all of them and thanked Whaea Penny (Whaea= Female Teacher/Woman) for letting me exercise by myself. I couldn't spend the whole time searching for Dex and I didn't want to play Touch. Ew no, fuck off. The group playing Touch dispersed and my tour guide walked up to a girl and grabbed her ass. As she giggled, he grabbed her lips for a kiss and they split off from the team.

I changed into my black swimming shorts and a tight yellow singlet under a loose Jim Beam tee upstairs. Some girls who shared previous classes with me greeted me and waved me over. After I made polite small-talk, I memorised their names and said goodbye. I slunk down the stairs.

A basketball from one of four training bays flew towards me, and I saw it out of the corner of my eye. I leant back and under the basketball, grabbing it swiftly out of the air and twisting so that I was facing the training bay then I threw it back. The girl caught it, staring at me with wide eyes. It was the goth clubber from Reception. I didn't bother with her name.

I smiled, nodded at her, and stalked my way towards the weights bay. It was separated from the training bays and contained tons of  heavy equipment that sent a feeling akin to glee through my system.

I pulled out my headphones and plugged them into my phone, grinning when I heard Korn. I needed a bit of calm/angry music. I chucked my stuff near a wall.

I decided to start off with comfortable 10 kg dumbells and sat down on a seat. I did as many curls as I could before my arms twinged with pain and then switched to squats. I tried out the rowing machine until I had a light sheen of perspiration on my forehead; smiled, thinking class was over when I saw more of the class going outside. I then panicked because that would mean Dex would post the pictures...and then I frowned when I realised I had only done 30 minutes worth of exercise. I checked the time on my phone and smiled.

I had time to find Dex.

The majority of the girls in the class were all doing theory in the upstairs area. And the boys outside were mostly doing practical. I couldn't see Dex at all in any of the training bays and I checked upstairs again...nothing.

I stepped outside into the crisp air, the sun hot as fuck on my skin. I ran a hand through my hair, finger-combing it as I looked around for Dex.

A group of jocks were all screaming and cheering for a group of 7 girls and 4 boys playing soccer against a group of 5 girls and 6 boys. The group sat on a couple of benches.

One of them saw me standing by myself and waved me over. The magic of the school whispered to me and I felt a breeze nudge me forward. I shrugged, running straight through the middle of the game. The players and people on the sidelines yelled in protest.

I saw the ball coming towards me, realised that it was from Dex and kicked it the opposite way. He frowned at me, shaking his head and shot me the middle finger. He smacked my ass as we passed each other and I spun to call him a 'fucking dickhead' and sprinted the rest of the way. I will get back at him soon.

The boy that motioned me over looked me up and down with a concentrated frown. I felt him prying at my mental barriers and smirked. I dropped the barriers and trapped him inside of my mind, closing the barriers behind him. One of the perks of having telepathy. His body went limp and slumped forward. His mates were too focused on the game to give a shit.

'Hello Theo' I spoke to the boy in my head.

'Wow, you're powerful. How did you know my name?' I could sense his confusion and curiosity.

'I read your mind of your most basic and prominent thoughts as they are easiest to access. Why did you want to get into my head?'

'To see if you were a threat to my hive. I'm from Nixagi's hive, Black Dagger?' I have heard of Black Dagger. Nixagi, one of the first Vampires, created 3 Vampire clans in 2 different countries and Black Dagger is his favourite.

'I'm not a threat, trust me. What does an Ancient want with an Academy?'

'You just trapped my mind. I don't think you have the right to ask me to trust you. However I will tell you about Nixagi. Nixagi encourages education, and he uses us to recruit whilst we're in school'

'I could have found this out, but it would have pained you. Hm, Interesting. Ok, I am going to return you to your body now, don't come after me or attack me or I will hunt you down-'

'And kill me?'

'No. There are far worse things than death' I smiled, letting go of the boy and doubled the strength of my mental barriers. Theo's body suddenly came to life and his friends all looked at me. I took off my headphones, closed my eyes and allowed myself to tap into the stream of magic flowing underneath the school.

I opened my eyes again and the group had suddenly become transfixed by me.

I felt my eyes adjust and I saw the aura of each jock. Vampire, Vampire, Human, Fae, Vampire, Vampire, Werewolf, Pixie and oh shit...

Another Witch.

I shut my eyes.

My lids fluttered open, normal sight restored and who did I see sitting amongst the jocks?

My dead sister, Raven.

She wasn't there before...I think. I blinked and she was gone, in her place was Dex.

What the fuuuuck?

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Filler chapter I guess, ily readers ~x.

I'm supposed to be finishing off my Art but um, I guess there is always time for Wattpad ;) and yes there will be other POV's.