Prologue
Surviving high school is one thing, confronting so many challenges along the way is completely another.
All Coral wanted was to unearth her memories so she can give her parents justice over their deaths, get over her panic attacks, and move inconspicuously away from the scrutiny of society and the students of Coral&Knight Academy.
Instead, she uncovers a lot more than she bargained for. And as more secrets are revealed, lies unfolded, and feelings get entangled, she's forced to tackle each crisis head-on without much preparation.
Only, when her life hangs on the brink of death will she fight and survive, or will she finally cave in like a coward?
Rousing felt like too much work, and a moan of dismay slipped out of my lips to see bright clouds in the clear blue sky through my window. Blue skies usually puts good feelings in people, so why does today feel hopeless. I’m distracted when my bedroom door is nudged open slowly, and I brought up my head slightly to see a large man push his head through cautiously. Piaget blue eyes gaze at my sprawled form in concern. “I’m glad to see you awake, you doing okay after yesterday?” Running a hand through my hair, I release a sigh and shake my head. “I’m fine Steven, a slight sense of what elemental society is like isn’t going to break me.” Yet. Slowly stepping in, he nudges the door wider and smiles. “If you say so, but just so you know you can skip school today if you aren’t feeling up to it?” “No thanks,” I immediately refuse
The rest of my day is pretty uneventful if you don’t count me almost getting into a fistfight with some platinum blonde in my first class. My first class happened to be History of Elemental’s and we got a pretty funny introduction from our student/teacher. Evan Mack, a 3rd-year earth elemental conjurer is substituting for our real teacher this semester because she’s on maternity leave. According to Evan, a few seniors will act as substitutes or teaching assistants for extra credits, which helps pave a way for students who want to work for the council to become scouted as recruit members if their results are excellent. In my first class, I made two friends, and the three of us not only bonded over our immediate dislike for the platinum blonde who had verbally bullied Lillian in class, but also on our fascination with the history behind society. One is called Lillian and she’s a beautiful dark-head whose very shy and seems like
The next morning, I unhurriedly rose to the sound of a door closing downstairs and pull open my heavy lids. Once again I didn’t get much sleep thanks to my night terrors, and I wonder why the hell they’re occurring again. Getting out of bed with an exhausted sigh, I make my way out of my room and head straight to the bathroom with my toiletries. Setting up my stuff alongside the others, I brush my teeth and enjoy a short shower under the hot spray. Back in my room I get dressed in my uniform and check the time on my I-pad, it’s 7:20 am which means I still have time to kill so I head downstairs after opting to throw my full, wavy curls into a bun. Downstairs, Eva is eating a bowl of cereal at the dining table dressed as well for school. “Good morning.” I yawn, tired and drowsy. “Good morning,” She echo’s, peering at me she studies my face with a frown. “Didn&rsquo
The hot flames surround my body and sting my skin, it's choking presence burning my nostrils. My lungs are begging for me not to breathe as it gets clogged with fuming smoke, but I can’t help it. Crawling out from underneath my mother’s desk, I look around in a panic, coughing into my hands weakly, before opening my mouth to cry for help. I can hear the shrieking alarm of a fire truck and the shrilling sound of police cars from the streets through broken windows, I can even hear the terrified screams and shouts of the people living in our apartment building, but what I can’t seem to hear are the voices of my parents. That thought alone scares the hell out of me and I panic some more. I make a move to stand to my feet despite my buckling knees, but before I can even make it up, I’m suddenly engulfed in flames as the roof above me gives out.~*~*~*~ I slowly aw
“Then what the hell was that back there?” He sighs. “I had to pacify her so she would leave,” Running his hands through his hair he lets out a groan. “Things weren’t supposed to turn out this way.” “Is she a friend of mum’s?” “Was, she was friends with both me and your mother but that used to be a long time ago.” Suddenly, I remember the photograph at his place and realize the auburn-haired female turned away from the camera must have been Miss Rosa. Though, that doesn’t explain why she appears familiar to me. “What happened?” Shaking his head, he presses his lips together. “I, honestly don’t want to talk about the past.” “But-” “Coral, if I can respect y
The next day at school, before we walked into the cafeteria, Lillian already warned me to expect the glances and murmurs because everyone is still talking about what happened in class yesterday. But I wasn’t troubled like I would have normally been. They would have murmured and stared anyway, instead I drooled over the food being served. They were a nice distraction from everything I refuse to think about. The crowded cafeteria is surrounded by freshmen and sophomores since we share lunch on our schedules, and the sophomore’s tables are arranged on a higher platform in the large oval-shaped room. I listen to the noisy chatter of the cafeteria and let my gaze wander around while eating, taking in everyone until it stopped on the platform where the sophomores are seated. I almost choke on my food when I see a raven-haired guy playfully juggling 3 small balls of fire while his friends cheered him on
Shaking my head while staring at her retreating back, I turn my attention back to my food and Lillian chooses that moment to slowly lookup. Her gaze searching as she looks over my shoulder before letting out a breath of relief when she doesn’t see anyone. “Is Bianca your sister?” My question catches her off guard for a brief second before she brushes away her hair with a sigh. “Yeah,” She shrugs, admitting it a lot easier than I expected. “She is, but we’re only half-sisters. Bianca and I come from different mothers, and because of this, she hates my guts… and my mother’s as well. My parents met in unfortunate circumstances, she and dad fell in love at the time Bianca’s mother was hospitalized with breast cancer.” “Whoa,” I blink, completely blindsided. I mean that was some heavy drop of information and she says it so matter of fact. “That’s… big.” &nb
“Hey!” I say in greeting as soon as I step into my dorm and see Eva slumped on the couch tiredly. School’s out and I just want to sleep the rest of the day away. I decided to walk back to the dorm as both Lillian and Tamil wanted to talk about what happened in debate class today. Since I haven’t been sleeping all too well lately, and with debate class being so full of animosity, I feel even more tired. I’d been warned by Rae yesterday that debate class was going to be hard to deal with, but I didn’t think it was going to be as bad as it was. Debate class in the Academy is a class taken by every student population. Two classes get to argue on a topic for an hour and a half of the day and let me just say… the. arguing. never. stops! There’s shouting, a bit of violent rage, and one guy even used his powers on a girl today just because sh