Hello, yes i got this chapter up quicker this week because i may not be able to do it next week. Plus I am working on another story, but it wont be up on this site. will let you know.

I do not own anything in the Covenant, only my OC

Chapter Three: Teenage Blues

Last night I didn't get any sleep; again.
My hand still tingled from where it had aged and I could feel my body still weak and frail. On top of that, I could feel Chase using; meaning he would be coming to me for some more elixir.
Tossing my pyjamas into the basket in the laundry, I found my uniform and got dressed. I did not approve of the short skirt or the tight tie, but there wasn't much I could do. Wrapping my hair into a loose bun, I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

Bored of myself, I turned away and slipped my arms through my school jacket and packed my bag with the necessary books. My timetable was pinned to the board over my desk but I ripped it off; I wouldn't remember all of it in time.

I couldn't be bothered with breakfast; my stomach too tight and sick to handle anything but liquid. Sage was still purring on my bed and with a sigh I decided to leave him there; the window was open.
The cold air was rushing through it, a leaf falling in from the tree outside but I didn't mind it.
Pulling out my old brown bowl, I mixed a few herbs, the leaf, a dash of fresh water and powdered owl bone. Holding the bowl, I recited an old spell I remembered. With a sigh I felt my power hum through my veins and for a moment I was dizzy but it soon faded and I looked down at the ocean green liquid in the bowl. Finding my small clear bottle, I carefully filled it with the mixture, drinking the last of it from the bowl.

Instantly I felt the aching pain fade to nothing but a dull throb and the tingling in my hand lessened. I sighed, taking a moment to feel the potion doing its work; repairing my body. Keeping up a young flesh and blood body with an almost two hundred year old soul was difficult. If I wasn't careful, my body would deteriorate and I would be left with nothing.

The knock at the door distracted me from tidying up, and I could feel Tylers power seep through to me. I didn't reply, finishing packing up and shoving the bottle into my bag and I swung it over my shoulder and opened the door.

Tyler was half way through going to knock again and stopped as I smiled.
'Morning!'
'Morning.' He replied, a smile on his face as I stepped out and locked the door behind me. Spinning around to face him, I noticed Reid heading off down the hall with all the other students.
'Ready to go?'
'Sure am,' I said and pulled out my time table, looking at the class numbers, 'I have English first, room N244…' I looked up at Tyler, laughing, 'I have no idea where that is.'
Tyler chuckled, nudging his head to gesture down the hall.
'I'm with you then, come on. It means north wing level two room forty four. You'll get used to it after a while.'
'Or I could just stick with you.' I mentioned and smiled nervously along with Tyler.

Crossing the courtyard was quick and quiet, the other students rushing about to their classrooms. Tyler pointed out to me where the buildings were; the infirmary, the library and the main building with the classes. The buildings were old, towering over us as we climbed the leaf covered steps out the front; old crosses on the rooftop and cloudy windows.

Once we were inside, I shivered at the sudden change in temperature and glanced along the corridors, trying to memorise the area.
'So you're pretty good at your English then?'
Tyler was walking beside me, careful not to bump into me or anyone else. My first class was English; advanced literature and I smiled at Tyler.
'You are to then, which surprises me.' Tyler chuckled, looking away from me and I took the moment to study him.

This young man really was intelligent, quiet and shy but I was sure that the mind he had was diamond sharp. His face was shaved and clean and his natural youth made me feel incredibly old as I walked beside him. Our height wasn't dramatically different, I almost at his eye level but compared to his pale skin; I seemed paper white.

What was I doing?
What did it matter what he looked like or what subjects he excels at? The less attachment I got to the man the better.

Tyler opened the door to the classroom and I slid in, looking around at the large room. The desks were on different levels, blue and circling around the main area; obviously where the teacher would teach.
Tyler was talking to some of the other students and I made my way up the stairs, not needing to talk to anyone. Pulling out a new note book, I opened it to a fresh page and retrieved my black pen from the base of my bag. I felt so out of place amongst the other young students, all taking quick glimpses at me as I sat by myself.

However that changed as Tyler sat himself next to me.
The teacher clasped his hands as the last student shut the door and I looked at the very few students in the class; not recognising any of them.

'Alright I hope everyone has had a nice break and ready to start the new term,' he spun around and began to write of the black board, speaking but I was focused on Tyler.
'He is Mr Brown, and don't worry he isn't as mean as he looks.'
I laughed quietly and then looked back down at the middle aged man, his greying brown hair and round glasses.

'I want everyone to make teams of three… you will be working together to work on a presentation on any classic poet or writer.'
There was a lot of noise as people organised their groups, but Tyler and I just looked at one another, already decided. There was no one else to make the three, and I felt a sharp stab of worry; just me and Tyler.
That wasn't going to help with the feelings I was already having for him.

The day passed slowly, every room decorated with a large clock that I couldn't help but stare at, wishing the time would go faster.
All my morning classes were with Tyler; meeting a few of the other students that he knew. I however did not care who he made acquaintances with, I just wished he would leave me away from his friends; I didn't want to hurt them.

Finally lunch had arrived and with a sigh of relief I snapped my book shut. Stuffing it away in my bag, I stood and waited for Tyler to finish his jotting down the human bio notes from the board.
'Do you mind if I hang with you for lunch?'
Tyler stood up when he was finished, smiling at me oddly.
'Sure, we'll meet the others in the hall.'

We made our way out, waiting for only a few minutes until Reid, Caleb and Sarah joined us.
'Pouge and Kate?'
'No idea where they are, let's just go.'
Tyler and Reid went off ahead, myself staying back with Caleb and Sarah.
'I'm Sarah by the way.' The blonde laughed and I gave her a smile as well as we shook hands.
'Yeah I don't think we ever properly met, I'm Leah.'

Lunch was awkward, sitting under the patio outside; Reid on one side of me and Tyler on the other.
The rain was falling lightly before us, and the tension between Caleb and Reid was just as evident as the fact that Sarah was in love with Caleb.
I was stuck in the middle of an argument, Reid and Tyler quarrelling over the type of man that I liked.
All this anger between them was making me roll my eyes again; I wasn't even doing anything to tear them apart! All I had done today was say hello to both of them and answered a few question like where was I from originally, what my favourite music was; which they still haven't come to terms that I like the classical and my favourite colour.

The bell rang and we all scattered to our classes.
Sarah and I headed to the library for our study periods as the boys left for their swimming class.

'I heard that you came from a public,' I asked Sarah as we sat in the warm library. Both our jackets were off and the pile of books between us was enormous. I straightened my vest as I took my seat, flicking through a large book on the life of John Keats, who Tyler and I had decided on.
Sarah gave me a cautious look and I shook my head, knowing she had received a lot of crap about it.

'Don't worry, I won't hassle you about it. I was just curious as to what got you in.'
Sarah relaxed and she opened a book and began to read, jotting down a few notes.
'Scholarship. I'm hoping to go on to Harvard when I graduate, you?'
I was not going to answer, not knowing if it was normal to talk about but I shrugged my shoulders and flicked my fringe from my face.
'Our parents died not that long ago. We decided to come here because…' I hesitated, noticing how Sarah had an apologetic look in her eyes, 'I don't know. Chase wanted to move on and I didn't want to be on my own.' There was an uncomfortable silence between us, but I just carried on with my studies.

After four books, I sighed and stretched my back. Sarah was busy reading a book, and from what I could see, The Chronicles of Paganism.
I shuddered, but Sarah didn't notice; too engross in the old pages she was reading.

Somewhere in that book, I was sure my name would be.

Reaching into my bag, I pulled out the small bottle and took a gulp. The mixture ran down my throat before I could feel it ease away even more of my aches and I felt my power thrum a little stronger.
It was not going to be enough; I needed to create a more sustainable elixir but it mean having to collect the ingredients...

'What is that?'
Both Sarah and I jumped as Kate leant beside her, curious as to the book Sarah had in front of her. She noticed me and gave a genuine smile.
'Hi Leah!'
'Hey,' I returned the smile and Sarah panted a breath and she chuckled. Turning back to the book, she turned the page away from the information on imps and it was then that I saw her terror.
Chase had already started the curse.

'Did you know that the witchcraft thing actually started here in Ipswich?'
Her gaze turned between Kate and myself but we both shrugged; Kate not knowing but I knew all too well how and where it started.

'Every time I ask Pouge about it he just tells me it's nonsense.'
Kate leant back, taking a seat beside Sarah as she closed the book.
'All that witch stuff makes me uneasy anyway,' Kate said quietly, flicking through a book with no interest, 'I heard that the witches back then were truly evil, like experimenting and stuff.'
'Not necessarily.' I almost snapped back. Both pair of eyes focussed on me, wanting me to explain.
'Well I know they did like to experiment, but from what I remem- Know,' I corrected myself, 'they were actually quite peaceful.'

They both laughed.
I didn't know what to do so smiled nervously with them.
'I can see why Tyler and Reid like you,' Kate pointed out and I felt myself freeze.
'Sorry?'
Kate looked at Sarah to check then back at me with a lopsided grin.
'Tyler, Reid… they like you. They haven't shut up arguing over you yet.' The bell rang and both Sarah and Kate jumped up, gathering the books to put them back. I took my time, not knowing how to feel or what to say. I knew what I was thinking though; Chases warning to me to make their lives difficult. It should be easy now knowing that both of the young men were interested in me, but my own feelings for Tyler were getting in the way.

'What are you thinking?' Sarah asked, bumping my playfully as I slid one the books back in its place.
I raised an eyebrow at her but then turned my attention back to the books in my arms.
'I don't know. Both Tyler and Reid? I just don't want to be the reason they lose their friendship.' I answered truthfully. Sarah gave a sad smile and patted my shoulder.
'I've only known them as long as you, but sometimes you just got to go with your gut feeling. And those two seem pretty inseparable.'

My gut feeling.
My gut feeling is what got me in this mess in the first place.
'Hey, what are you doing this afternoon?' Kate asked as we walked slowly down the stairs.
'I have dinner with Caleb later on, but I can try and do something before then if you want.'
They looked at me and I shrugged.
'I think I might just stay in tonight, not feeling too crash hot so might get a start on my homework.'

Sarah and Kate remained on their floor in the dorms as I marched up the stairs quickly to find sanctuary in my room.
Leaning back against the door, I released a shaky sigh and closed my eyes.
All my family; all my friends… I could see them. All of them reaching out for me, for me to join them.

What was I meant to do?
I felt like such a modern day teenager; confused, angry, frightened, love… but was it love? I couldn't tell.
But either way, a smile was on my face whenever I thought of Tyler Simms.

Could have done better but meh. Let me know what you think!

Silver-Kirin
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