'For Heart and Fire. For Love and Desire. Show me my Destiny'
The last of the winter wind whistled outside and hurled itself at my window. The moon was like a heaven shining down on earth, looking paper white whilst waiting for the sun to rise. I could feel the sun's rise gazing into my drowsy eyes. I raised my dreamy head in a daze. The sun's surge of gold was streaming across my bed.
Today is Wednesday 20th October 2010 and it's my first day at a new school for the fourth time this year. I know you may be thinking "ooh he's some kind of rebel" but I'm not like that. Unfortunately my cousin follows me to every school I go to and I mean every single school. She's the one that ends up getting us expelled and I can't admit that I had nothing to do with her evil plans, I'm a sucker at snitching on family. My cousin uses magic to get the perfect guy that everybody wants, but can't get. At my last school she compelled a guy and made him burn down the school. No one was harmed, thank God, but we got into a lot of trouble with the police. The only reason I'm allowed at another school is because I promised to go to a different one to my cousin and have no contact with her.
So here I am standing outside John Campbell High School. I walk nervously into the school, the door slammed shut behind me and an enormous amount of cold wind blew through the halls. I walk through the hallways feeling much less intimidated that I did in the last school. I pass football and rugby players, leaning against their lockers they act so proud of themselves, but I know if the experienced everything I have they wouldn't be feeling so proud. I cannot, due to the caution given by the police, and will not brag about what I have done. I was easily the smallest team in my previous high school, but I was also the strongest. What I go through everyday bonds me in a way no other team can even dream of. I was the only person in my team and that was the best as there was no one to drag me down, until my cousin came along. All the other schools separate into cliques I'm just hoping this school is different.
There are 5 minutes before I am meant to be at the front office. My stomach feels an uncomfortable mix of emptiness and strong tingles. I think of the pain, the tears and the burning in my throat. I try to think of excuses to get out of it, but I can't find none. My stomach drops.
There are only 3 minutes left. Not enough time to run. When the magic draws nearer, its something I fear. It controls me. Time passes by too quickly. 2 minutes left. My body tingles from the fear. My stomach drops lower and lower with each breath. I try to defy what is inevitable, but there is no escape.
One minute left. I hurry up and head towards the office. There she is waiting for me. Upon most descriptions, people are most likely to fear her, but when they meet her and talk to her, she is genuinely a nice person. Which I am just about to find out if that's true.
I walked, still nervous towards the reception. Behind the desk sat a lady who looked in her mid 40's with wrinkly skin and a muddy brown beauty mark. I took a deep breath and tried to steady my breathing as I approached the desk. It wasn't the first time I've done this but I feel like a nervous wreck.
"Hi..umm...I'm Stiles Stilinski"
"So you're the wonderful Stiles who can get expelled three times in one year. Eh? She replied "follow me and hopefully you don't do anything to this school"
I follow her back down the corridor I just came through. I never noticed before, but there are loads of abstract and still life paintings hanging on the wall, they are amazing.
When we reached a classroom the receptionist quietly spoke to the teacher sitting at the desk, who was reading. She put down her book and walked over to me. The receptionist gave a slip of paper, presumably my timetable and walked out the door.
"Welcome to tutor I'm Miss Haleway and this" she pointed towards the desks "is your tutor mates, put your stuff down and let me introduce you"
I put my stuff down at the nearest table to the front and walked over to the board at the front of the class.
"Class can you please sit down and be quiet" Miss Haleway shouted.
Only one person was listening and turned around. He stared at me for seemed like forever and strode towards his desk. Everyone else had seen what he had done and then copied. The boy wouldn't stop staring at me. His eyes were like thick grey fog, I am memorised, I held my gaze for a little longer until I realised that Miss had asked me to tell everyone my name.
"Stiles...Stiles Stilinski" I said hopefully in time for no one to notice that I wasn't actually paying attention.
"So class, is there anything you would like to ask Stiles?" Miss Haleway asked.
A girl at the back put her hand up.
"Hi, I'm Lydia, why do you have a weird name?"
"I dunno" I replied "It's something my mum chose, but I like it, kind of different, something no one else would be called and people would remember"
A few people at the front snickered, but I don't care. I felt a cold breeze going down my spine and shivered. My gaze fell onto that boy again and he was still staring at me. His hand went up so I nodded my head acknowledging his question.
"Hi, I'm Derek. What was your last school?, bet it must have been pretty shit for you to come here"
As soon as he walked into the room, I could feel him, and I knew there was something he is hiding. He was nervous, he kept running his hands through his hair and scratching his neck, and his name, his name is just so unique, I am going to need to know somethings before I work out what he is, who he is. I put my arm up, and his eyes widened, but he acknowledged me and nodded his head.
"Hi, I'm Derek. What was your last school?, bet it must have been pretty shit for you to come here" I said, the only question I could think of.
"um, Hi, well, um, I been to quiet a few schools over the years" he shuffled his feet and swayed side to side. "my cousin is something of a trouble maker and she got me involved in the tings she did and I ended up getting kicked out and this was the only school that would take me, but the last school was Thomas Moore Academy"
There were loads of whispers and Lydia and Allison said 'omg! Its him'.
I turned my head towards Allison "what are you going on about?"
"He's the one who set the school's P.E department on fire"
I turned back to Stiles "Is that true?"
"Well it wasn't me exactly" Stiles mumbled, his cheeks going red "My cousin started the fire, but I was the one that was trapped inside the building, and when I was rescued my cousin was nowhere to be found, so I was the one that got the blame"
Wow, that is shocking, there must be a reason why the blamed him they must have had evidence right? The won't just blame the person stuck in the building. I am looking at Stiles trying to figure out why the police would do that, when his eyes graze over me and move onto someone in the back.
"What did your parents say about that? Do they resent you now or what?" Jackson asked.
Stiles took a deep breath and exhaled a few times. "My mum and dad are dead, they um" I could hear there is a lump in his throat "they died when I was younger, a tragic accident, and since i've been living with my gran"
A tear started streaming down his face. He put his head down as the bell went and walked out of the room. I started shoving my things in my bag and raced after him. Stiles had just pulled out his timetable, when I put my hand on his shoulder.