~ Chapter Two ~

Kallie's POV

I walked into my classroom for my first-period class and noticed an older boy sitting at the lab table I usually sat at. He was tall with straight blond hair hanging almost in front of his face and wearing something that looked like it was just a bunch of patches sew up together and somehow made a shirt and pants that were the same dark green color.

As I walked closer, his eyes shifted over to me and I saw a little bit of darkness in his grey eyes almost sending a shiver down my spine.

This kid looks a bit old to be in a eighth grade class, I thought to myself, Maybe puberty hit this kid hard.

I looked around for another table to sit at, but all of them were full... except for the one next to him. I sighed to myself before walking up to the table and sitting down, looking down at my textbooks. As I opened my textbook and became reading over the chapter from last night homework assignment., I felt his eyes still staring at me, making me feel so uncomfortable that I shifted myself away a little, even moving my chair slightly- but that didn't stop the staring.

"I'm Felix." He spoke whispering to me as class began. I briefly glanced at him before looking back down following along with my teacher as she read from our textbook, but I couldn't focus since he was still staring me like he was waiting for me to tell him my name.

"Kallie." I spoke softly glancing at him as I said it, then once again followed my teacher along in the book, but this Felix guy won't allow it. In one quiet movement, he reached over and closed my textbook sliding it in front of him, "Do you mind?" I said finally looking completely at him, "I'm trying to learn, something you should be doing too." I quietly snapped at him. He didn't flinch at my quiet outburst, but just quietly chuckled creaking a smirk. In an instant, he slowly slid my textbook in front of me again, then stood up and started walking, catching the attention of the whole class and our teacher.

"Excuse me, young man." My teacher spoke as he walked right to the front of the class, "Where do you think you're going? The class isn't over." She said, but he just walked past her and headed to the classroom door. Everyone was staring at him as he walked out, the door closing loudly behind me. All eyes turned to me next like I had something to do with his weirdness.

"Ms. Jones, care to explain." My teacher said looking at me with the rest of the class. I said nothing and just shrugged my shoulders. My teacher stared at me for another second before going back to the lesson she was teaching. I sighed and dropped my head down on my desk confused.

Who was that guy? Why was he interested in me?

I shook my head getting the thoughts out and looked back at my teacher trying to concentrate again, but I couldn't. That whole situation was weird and Felix seemed to know who I was before I told him who I was.

Creepy.

My volleyball practice ended around 6 PM and everyone started packing up their bags including me. After that strange encounter, I hadn't seen Felix at all.

This was probably a good tho. He was weird.

I walked out of the front doors of the school with my volleyball mates and immediately saw a Felix leaning against the railing going down stairs, making me stop in my tracks. I noticed he was staring at me with that same smirk he had when I snapped at him earlier. His smirk was kind of creepy since his hair was covered by his hood and his hands were in his pockets. Either of us moved while my teammates walked down the steps and left leaving me alone with him.

They probably assumed me was my ride or something.

"Hello again." He finally spoke, "How was practice?" He asked. I looked at him and sighed saying nothing as I walked past him, "Where are you going?" He asked grabbing my arm before I passed him, jerking me toward him.

"Home." I replied, making him chuckle, "What?" I asked snapping a little.

"That's funny." He whispered chuckling again to myself. I looked at him completely confused.

"What's funny?" I asked trying to tug my arm out of his grasp, but he was too strong. He turned his head looking at me right in the eyes as he stood up pulling me almost to his chest. I looked up at him shocked how tall he was. I was maybe 4'10, 4'11", but he was about 6'2".

"That you think you're going home." He finally spoke in a dark tone, sending chills down my spine, "He's been waiting a long time to meet you." He added. My body filled with fear at that sentence.

Who really was this guy?

"Kallie!" I heard a familiar voice scream. We both whipped our heads towards the bottom of the stairs. Standing there stood my grandmother, Mary Margret aka Snow White. Her eyes had the same feared look I had, but mixed with a wave of worry.

"Let her go!" She shouted at Felix, then draw her bow and arrow which she strangely had with her. She aimed it right at Felix and know how good she was, she wouldn't miss, "Let her go now!" She demanded. He just smirked at her request, then turned his head back to me.

"We'll meet again soon." He whispered to me, "He never fails." With that, Felix let me go and threw me down the suman stairs.

"Kallie!" I heard Mary Margret shout rushing over to me as I landed flat on my stomach groaning in pain. The both of us looked back up where Felix was standing, but he was already gone, "Kallie, are you okay?" She asked me holding into my arm and me help.

"Yeah." I replied brushing off the dirty off my pants, "I'm fine." I said assuring her, then flickered my eyes up seeing her stare at me with worry.

"I need to get you home right now." She said putting her arm around my back, then looked around, "Come on." She said glancing at me again, then she quickly led me to her car and we headed back to the Swan house.