Chapter two
The classroom was loud, which annoyed Aisha who was trying to read her book. At one end of the classroom, a boy was surrounded by his friends and a couple of girls. On the table, a set of cards were laid out. The boy shuffled it, and then asked someone to take a card. A girl took a card, memorised it and placed it back in the deck of cards. The boy shuffled the cards, and searched through the deck and drew a card.
"Is this your card?" he asked.
The girl nodded, and the group gasped.
"How did you do that?"
"Man you are like a magician!"
The boy smirked, leaning back on the chair.
"Well," he said. "A magician always keeps his secrets."
He winked, causing a couple of girls to squeal. A red haired boy walked up to the group and yawned.
"That's not a magic trick, you just put a mark on the cards," Elsword said.
The group quieten down, and the boy holding the cards blushed. But he quickly regained his dignity, and handed the cards to Elsword.
"Let's see you do a magic trick than."
The red haired boy shrugged and took the deck. Some of the boys smiled, trying to hide their laughs. The boy that gave Elsword the deck just smiled.
"This guy, what can he do?" he thought smugly.
Everyone watched, waiting for the red haired boy to stuff up. He quickly showed the top card, which was an Ace of Diamonds.
"Remember the card," he said seriously. Elsword placed the card back on top.
"What's on the top?"
Some of the boys laughed, and the one that owned the cards just laughed.
"Is that it?"
"Yep."
"Ace of Diamonds idiot."
Elsword joined the laughter, flipping the card face up, only to realise it was an Eight of Clubs. The laughter immediately stopped, and everyone watching stared dumb folded.
"Give that back!" the boy shouted, snatching the deck. "Obviously you just flipped two cards up instead of one."
The boy flicked the two cards onto the table, only to realise that they were blank.
"What the-"
"That's amazing!" one of the girls said. "How did you do it?"
Elsword smiled and winked flirtingly.
"Magic."
Sighing, the purple haired girl stood up and grabbed the boy's ear.
"Stop bringing attention to yourself," she whispered. "Those boys will beat you up. Their rumoured to be incredibly violent."
"Are you worried about me?"
"Of course not. Just warning you," she said, before walking back to her seat. "Just listen to me and don't play a fool."
For the rest of the day, Elsword followed Aisha everywhere like a lost little puppy. One time, he waited for her in the girl's toilet.
Apart from the constant jealous looks coming from girls, almost everything was normal.
"Stop following me," Aisha said harshly, quickening her pace down the hallway.
Elsword easily matched her pace, smiling innocently.
"But I'm new here," he said.
"And?"
"I need help."
"Go ask one of your fan girls."
Aisha coldly turned her head away, as a couple of third years whistled teasingly. Her face was flushed in embarrassment, and she desperately tried to hide that. She turned the corner, crashing into another purple haired girl. One that she really and truly hated. Her cousin Specka growled in annoyance, her group of friends behind her staring down on Aisha. As usual, she was dressed in full black clothing, not caring at all for the school rules.
Aisha paled, and nervously lowered her head, which Elsword noticed. Specka stood up tall, looking down on her younger cousin. Suddenly her hand lashed out, grabbing Aisha's ponytails.
"What do you want?"Aisha asked, nervously.
"Your hair."
"What?"
"It's annoying," Specka muttered, tugging on it painfully. "How everyone compares me to you. With your cocky and whore like attitude. What makes you better than me?"
Aisha cringed as her older cousin tugged on it even further.
"Apart from being smarter, prettier, friendlier…I don't know," Elsword said, interrupting.
Specka angrily looked up, immediately letting go of Aisha. She shoved her younger cousin aside and stepped closer to the red haired boy.
"Says who?"she asked in a steel like tone.
"Me," he answered.
Specka stepped back and laughed. Her friends soon joined in. Behind the group, the guys from their classroom swarmed from behind them.
"Do you really think that?" Specka asked threateningly.
She expected the boy to turn and immediately abandon Aisha, or at least that was what had usually happened, but the red haired boy just smiled and nodded.
"Of course," Elsword said innocently. "She's much better than a slut like you."
There was a brief silence as everyone stared at the red haired boy, their mouths open in shock.
Specka just sighed. "Your choice. Waste him for me guys."
The guys walked around Specka, surrounding and dwarfing the red haired boy.
"You made a fool out of us back there," one of the boys said."Now it's our turn."
His fist lashed out with godlike speed. He expected to strike the boy surprisingly, but was shocked as he realised he was flying backwards. The poor boy flew through the window, landing in the empty classroom behind them.
Everyone turned to look at the red haired boy, who no longer looked cocky or innocent. Instead, his eyes were angry and blood thirsty, like an animal looking for prey.
"Who's next?" he spat out, his fist ready to strike.
As if by magic, everyone took a step back from the boy.
Aisha stared at the red haired boy, scared and confused. Was this really the take everything easy boy she knew?
Slowly, Elsword lowered his hands, and his expression softened.
"I think I made my point," he said, smiling gently.
No one knew what to do, so they just stood there, nodding nervously.
On the way home to school, Aisha thought about the change in the boy. It bothered her that there was another side to the red haired boy. She turned the corner, walking down the street to her home. The purple haired girl swung open the wooden gates and walked down the pathway towards the doors. She unlocked it, and entered.
Sighing heavily, she slammed the door shut revealing a red haired boy who was standing behind it.
"Welcome home," he said, as if nothing was wrong.
Suddenly, Aisha turned around and punched the boy in the face.
"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE!?"