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Chapter ONE
I knew why I had been transferred to Coates Academy. My parents only half knew, but they always jumped to the obvious conclusions, which most any person would.
I've always been good at drawing. My walls at home were decorated elaborately, or messily, if you don't appreciate teenage creativity. Roaring dragons, flying wolves, hot guys and potted plants adorned my manky beige walls. Just drawings.
I had lived in Perdido for most of my life, born there, raised there, broke my little finger there, until my family and I moved to Oregon "for financial reasons". Actually, I had caught my mother with another guy.
I hated Oregon. I made 0 friends, and I was shunned because everyone thought I was weird because I could draw so good. It depressed me, to be honest, which I usually wasn't anyway, but I stopped using my imagination. ''Well Flick, you've really hit rock bottom." I said to myself one really crap day. I paced in my room and landed like a brick on my bed. "Knock it off Flick!" my mom shouted to me. Screw you, bitch, I thought, flinging daggers at her. I grabbed a sketch book and flicked through the pages. A tear dripped off the end of my nose. Wus! I told myself off and picked up a staedler pencil. My favorite brand. Suddenly, the urge to draw something so beautiful and realistic was so overpowering I put pencil to grubby paper.
Half hour later, a wolf stared at me with young innocent eyes. I stroked the paper lovingly. No one could anticipate what happened next. The wolf jumped off the page.
To cut a long story short, my Dad came into my room to tell me to get to bed, he saw a wolf, and thought i had smuggled it out of the circus in the town centre, since I was against animal testing and the sort. Well, he shouted and i screamed, he paid Coates and I screeched some more. I knew i wasn't crazy, or dreaming, because my Dad sold Gooch to the local zoo. You might think me odd for not totally freaking out about this... this power, but I had always been good at keeping my cool. Unless I started to panic. like the time my ex-best friend told me she was pregnant.
''Oh, gods flick, I... I... I think I'm pregnant.''
''Eww. Whose the daddy?''
''Jes is.''
"Whadiday tell you, huh? Sex at 15 is BAD, anyway, Zombielands on sky. You wanna come round an'watch it?''
''yeah, okay. make sure you got like, sick bags, though. Pregnancy sucks.''
Yep, that really happened. No joke.
The plane ride was exciting, but my excitement was dampened by the thought of tomorrow was my first day at Coates. I did the only thing I did when my mood darkened. I slept.
''Welcome to Coates Academy. You must be Flick Narcissa.'' The lanky headmistress smiled at me as if God had clenched His Mighty Ass and shat in front of her. "Come. You will get changed into the uniform and proceed with your timetable." She handed me a piece of card with the school motto and emblem on. Crikey, I thought, I'm a snob. Visions of me talking like lah-di-dah to some captain of some polo team kept exploding into my head. No. No no no no! I didn't want to be a poshie! I snivelled un-attractively, and my imagination continued to torture me with images of me snubbing people who didn't own McQueen clothing and crap like that. "your room is on the second floor, room...'' She checked the tag on the key. ''199. Oh, my, I almost forgot to introduce myself!'' She gave me a laugh. Oh my gawd, she laughed like a broken fridge on some serious crack! I stifled a crazy giggle. ''I am Madame l'souvre au Renilaux. You may call me Madame." Lordy lord, she must have saved this as like some big finale, her great big long name to intimidate me. Ooh I'm so scared. "Okay, Madame, I am going to get dressed now." I drawled to her as I unlocked the dark wooden door. I dragged my two big suit cases through the narrow door. I heaved the first one through and grunted with the effort. The Head looked at me disdainfully for the last time and walked off. "half past nine, miss Narcissa." She called back to me. Uh, what a moo-bag.
My day just got better and better. I had Art first period. I suppose I could like, just sit there doing nothing for an hour. After all, who says nothing is impossible? I've been doing nothing for years.
I was gonna be late. Oh well, I thought. I hurried into the Art Rooms and caused a wave of whispers, and blushed and tucked my long wavy blonde hair behind my ears, a sign i'm nervous, while the teacher, a small, frail looking woman trying to control her unruly class I had been put into. A cute blonde boy was studiously throwing pencils at the chalk board, while the even more good looking boy next to him, leaned back on his chair and raised an eyebrow at me, and elbowed his friend to look at me. I liked male attention, but not when I could see it. There was one seat next to really pretty dark haired girl; and I practically ran to get there.
"Hai, I'm Flick. I just moved here. Sorry to like, intrude or whatever." I said nicely, maybe a little grumpily to the other girl. "No problem." She smiled at me and stuck her hand out to me. I shook it. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, then she recovered. Weird. mind you, I'm not one to judge. "I'm Diana. Diana Ladris. Umm, welcome to Hogwarts, school for Idiots And Freaks. This is Caine" She pointed to the real handsome boy. "And that is Drake." she motioned to the smirking blonde boy. "Hmm." I frowned. Diana raised a delicate eyebrow. "oh. I don't like Drake." Diana grinned. "You know what? I don't either." I laughed, and Diana joined in. "So what you do to end up at Coates?" Diana asked me. There was like, an undertone to her question. I shuffled and started to err and umm, until I decided to give her the public story.
The bell went and Diana told me to go to her room to introduce me to her friends. "room 216, 3rd floor 'kay?" I nodded and she gave me hug. I gave myself a mental pat on the head. yay! I have a friend! i rejoiced to myself as I positively skipped to 2nd period. Today will be a good day, I told myself, and I sat down to endure the rest of the day.
Hours later, I climbed the stairs to the third floor. Oof, my legs were numb by the time I got there. I knocked politely and was greeted by the pretty face of... Caine, I think his name was. He seemed wary of me, as did Drake. Good, I thought, you ain't picking on me. I'll kick your ass. "Hey Flick." Diana greeted me as Caine leaned against the window wall. Diana sat on her bed, while Drake reclined in a chair by the wall to the left of me. I sat on the footstool by the door. Caine stood and gave a quick cough. He looked kinda intimidating, along with the fact he was a head taller than me. "Tell me the truth." He commanded. I sorta squeaked in shock at the tone of his voice, it was scary. "err!" crappers, I've started to panic, "why were you transferred here!" ohmygods, I think he knows! But how! "I uh, stole a wolf!" I blurted too high and too fast. Damn it. "I said tell me the truth!" Caine raised his hand, and I fell off my stool hard, and I hurriedly pulled my skirt down, hoping no one saw nothing. "Blues my favourite colour, how did you know?" Drake said slyly, and my cheeks burned crimson. " shut up." I said simply, but the threat was marred by my embarrassment. Drake laughed and I made a mental note to kick his ass Publicly. Caine growled impatiently and Drake said slowly, "You are a nine. Why don't you show us a magic trick? You know, an illusion." Anger clouded my mind as Drake wiggled his fingers to illustrate. I'll show them a magic trick, oh, yeah, one they'll never forget. "Get me a pencil. And some paper." Caine handed me a old receipt and a gross looking pencil. I quickly drew a tiny dog, imagining what it would look like. I finished the dog, and it leapt off the page and pissed on Drakes jumper. Everyone looked at me open mouthed like goldfish, then Drake recovered and roared at having an item of his peed on; then he stopped just as he was about to kick my dog. Then I noticed Caine had his arms out. "You're telekinetic." I said to him, more of an accusation, really.
"You're a freak"
"so? You are too hon." I threw at him, and his cheeks turned pink for a second, then he recovered. He moved Drake to the corner, who had a face on that made me back away a little. My puppy was busy making friends with Caine, while Diana sort of just sat there looking quite awed. "Hey, Flick, can you draw me boyfriend?" Diana whispered to me, winking.
"Maybe later." I grinned at her. Caine held Drake back with one hand and stroked my dog with the other hand. I smiled languidly. "Looks like you made a new friend, Mr.T." I cooed at the puppy, that curled around Caine's ankles. "Mister T?" Caine echoed. "The dog, silly. Y'know, out of the A-Team?" I walked over to Caine and I picked up the little ginger and white mongrel thing. I had to think of a way to hide him, or get rid of him if needs be, I didn't know. "See you in Geog, tomorrow, Flick." Caine said to me. "Sure. Save me a seat." I turned away and looked at Diana who mimed tall and mouthed blonde. I sniggered, and Diana smirked at me. I nodded and waved to a pink looking Caine, and stuck my finger up to a furious Drake while Caine and Diana laughed at him. Drakes expression darkened to a crude deep crimson. I practically skipped out the room, shutting the door on my way out.
"I never knew how hopelessly awkward you were with girls. Shes cute though." I imagined Diana giving Caine a poke after I heard her say that. "Shut up Diana." I smiled, and I heard Drake bellow. I snorted. Gods, Drake made me laugh.
HEEEEEEY! I finished chapter 1! please review, it would be nice to think the world enjoyed constructively criticizing me. ;D I'll start typing up Chapter 2 tomorrow :) happy new year guys! just don't make a really stupid new years resolution. in year five one of my guy friends said his was to stop picking his nose. I sorta avoided him after that. see y'all!