Boys Boarding School?!?! - Justine Joseph (best books to read for self improvement .txt) 📗

touching my bare skin. The memory of my parents show up into my mind. Like always. I concentrate on the image and on clearing the clouds.
Once I feel the rays from the sun on my arms I open my eyes. I smile at what I did. But still feeling the sick feeling slowly receding.
I sigh and turn around to see all the boys staring at me with wide open eyes and their mouths literally hanging down to their knees. Oh god, they saw me do that. I'm totally screwed.
"Wow did that chick actually do that." Andrew says.
"That was AWESOME!!!!" Josh says.
"Angels can't do that can they?" Drake asks.
"No way in hell she did that." Peter says.
"Your a dark witch aren't you." Alex says knowigly.
"I guess. What's a dark witch and what can they do?" I ask curiously. They say curiosity killed the cat but hey I'm curious.
"A dark witch is a witch that is more powerful than the white witches-" I cut Alex.
"Wait a minute there's also white witches. Are there any more types of witches." I ask quickly afraid he might cut me.
"No only white and dark witches. White witches do teeny spells like love spells, and etc. While dark witches have the power over almost any thing including the weather, and neocromance." Alex says while looking out over my shoulder.
"So I have the power over the dead." They all nod. "Cool but ewwwww I don't want to see dead people maybe their spirits but their decayed bodies." I shiver uncomfortably.
"Well I think that's cool you have the power over vampires if they drink your blood." Peter says.
"You won't think that for long." I say, while my eyes are staring at them. I feel a change in my eyes but I don't see anything, but I guess the guys can.
Peter shivers but continues. "Why do you say that?"
"I say this because I'm not a dark witch, I'm something similar to it but I can't put my finger on it." I say dangerously low.
"How do you know this?" Josh asks uncomfortably. I see fear flash in front of their eyes but have no idea why.
"I don't know, it's this feeling. It's trying to tell me what I am but all I can make out is D...E." I say while walking towards the mirror.
"She's a demon. No wonder no one knew what her father was he was a demon. That makes her half angel and half demon." The french accent flowing through the room.
"I don't think you want to see yourself just yet." Drake says while getting inbetween me and the mirror.
"I don't care what you think I want to see myself. NOW!!!!" I say. I already know what I'll see in the mirror. My once chocolate brown pupils now completely black and the color spreading and covering my eyes. Until they look lifeless and seems as if I have no eyes at all.
I stepped around his quivering body and stepped in front of the mirror. As I thought my eyes were completely black. One look at my eyes they lowly faded back to the white and chocolate brown eyes everyone was so use to.
"Now, I'm a demon. Sounds about right. I can be devilious when I want to." I say smiling. All the boys are staring at me and I get uncomfortable.
"Put your eyes back into your sockets. I know I'm cute but this is too much attention." I say while going to my wallet. I open the top drawer and withdraw the money.
"Where are you going?" Drake asks looking at the money in my hand.
"Going out for breakfast." I say while moving towards the door.
"Well let me go with you since we're mates. We can go in my car." Drake says to eagerly.
"Sure why not. I'm going to need someone to talk to any way." I say shrugging.
We step into the student parking lot and Drake moves me towards a black and red kia soul. I stop and quawk. This is way better than my all red kia soul. Which is mysteriously placed right next to his car.
He opens the door on the passenger side of the door for me. I take a seat not bothering to thank him. He gets in and starts the car. I look out my window not bothering to talk to him. As I stare out the window flashbacks of Taylor keep showing up. Then I notice things I've never noticed before. His skin is a weird sick pale color, he is too well built, and he has almost white glowing blonde hair.
There's no way that can be human. Come to think of it he smells like blood sometimes. He's a vampire. I'll ask Drake about that later.
*Ask me what sweetheart?* Someones annoying voice says in my head. Wait it's Drake annoying voice. How did he get in my head. Oh wait he's 'mate'.
*Get out of my head before I block you out* I confidently say.
*You know you can't block out your mate.* He says like the jerk he is.
*Watch me Waters* I say.
*Oh so you going to call me by my last name huh. Well I'll see if you can block me Peterson.* I laugh and build up a sturdy huge wall you can't go around, above, below, or break it down.
I look at him and notice his face. It has surprise written all over it. I laugh right out loud.
"Surprised are we, Waters." I say with mock stinging in my voice.
"Yes actually I am, Peterson. By the way where do you want to go anyway." He says while turning his head in my direction.
"I feel in the mood for spagetti for breakfast. Let me rephrase that. I feel in the mood for spagetti for one." I say while smiling smugly. "Watch the road, Waters"
"You know your the only girl that didn't fall under my charm. You make love interesting and really worthwhile." He says while shifting his head.
"That's because I don't date players, I have a boyfriend, and I didn't really take a good look at you." I say telling him the truth.
"Well I know your going to start kissing me right away once you see my sexy profile." I laugh while he grins. "You know when you laugh it feels so magical."
"Thanks, Waters. And I should add this I don't date guys who love to look at themselves in the mirror each day." I say between laughs.
"Well I'm not that conceded. I don't stop at my EVERY reflection." He says while his grin grows into a smile.
"Ya we'll see about that, Waters." I say while looking at the side of his face. He really is handsome, sandy blonde hair, carmel brown eyes, and he was ripped. No, not ripped as in he had so many muscles, he was muscular that his muscles were showing through his shirt, but as I said before I don't do players.
He parked the car in front of this Italian looking place. The theme was actually Italy. The showed pictures of Italy. The second thing that came to me was the yummy pasta smell coming from inside. I licked my lips wanting a taste of the spagetti. I looked back at Waters only to see him smirking, not the cocky smirk that I thought he would have was replaced by a I-know-something-you-don't smirk. I was really confused right now. I rush into the resturant and hit a couple making-out. I mutter a quick sorry, and made my way towards the only vacant chair in the whole place. Wow, this place is packed for a Sunday morning. Waters, makes his way towards our tables, the feeling of eyes on me left me as soon as they came and I felt comfortable.
A waiter comes up to us almost immediantly and asks us what we want. Waters ordered some eggs and the likes. I looked at the menu and right off the bat I knew I was getting more than spagetti. I wonder who's paying. "I would like spagetti; eggs and waffles; diet coke; pancakes; and a pink lemonade, oh and some chicken fingers." I didn't say it was going to be a lot or just a platter with just a drink. As I stuff myself I fix myself on the couple who was still making-out. The male seems familiar to me, but the chick is new to me.
They break apart long enough to see that Taylor was the guy making-out with that chick. That's not right. He's dating me, not that other bimbo. I rush over to them and stop beside them. I see Taylor glance my way and I feel a tear falling from my face onto my cheeks. "Care to explain, Taylor?" -Chapter 5-The Rules have Changed

I ran out of the room and jumped into Waters car and hotwired it. Don't ask how I hotwired it, don't ask. I drove all the way towards the academy. Bursting through his door I found him sitting there, drinking coffee from a "Best Headmaster" coffee cup.
"I was wondering when you would come. Found out he was a cheater too, eh." He nodded his head and put the cup on the coffee mat.
"I want out of this school. NOW! I'm a girl, I'm not allowed to be here, its in the rules. I want to get out of here now." I was surprised when my voice didn't shake. "None, of you people are normal, Mr.Phillip. I can even put some money on the table and bet that even you, the headmaster isn't normal." All he did was nod his head as if saying he was considering what I was saying. What was to consider, I said I was a girl, just showed that I was half looney, and that I wanted out.
"Tell me...Tony. What is your name, forsay?"
"Oynx. Its Oynx Peterson, Mr.Phillip."
"Oynx, would you consider being the first female, ever to be permitted to enter this school? This is just temporary its to see what the male students and their parents think of this." Did he not hear me I said I wanted out, out of here, meaning I didn't want to stay here seeing each and every day with my cheating ex-boyfriend. "Saying if you said yes, I would have to move your room so you have your own and that you don't have any problems with the male students." This sounded planned, as if he knew I would want out, how did he know all that about Taylor being a cheater.
As if reading my mind he said, "I'm a seer, when I got your phone from you, you brushed your hand aganist mine and viola, I now have access to a small part of your brain. Its really hard seeing into your brain but considering that I have continued access to almost all of the many minds of our time. You, my dear are