nickname for all eternity!" I declared and walked faster.
He followed my lead, his footsteps matching mine, which left me even more irritated.
"Stop chasing after me!" I huffed and began to run.
He decided to run as well, and we were both sprinting to who knows what was beyond the path ahead.
"Stop running so fast!" he called out.
"Never! I'll run until I'm dead if it means being away from you, Angelic Asshole!"
"Dammit, wait!" he warned.
I looked back in time to realize I was about to run straight into a woman in a beautiful red-orange satin cloak.
"AH!" I shrieked and shut my eyes tightly as I held Cyrus protectively, bracing for impact.
Instead, an arm hooked around my waist, and I was literally lifted up. A strong wind stopped us, and when I opened my eyes, we were two steps from the cloaked woman.
I could only tell it was a woman from her shape and the bits of hair that crept out from the hood and rested against the sides of her cloaked face.
Glancing up, I noticed the magnificent white wings that had hints of gold and orange. The man's eyes were glowing a vivid gold as he looked down at me with an angry gaze.
"Troublesome, Fainting Ball Kicker!"
"Really? Do you need the Troublesome part? The other nickname was less truthful," I whined.
Instead of rolling his eyes, he groaned but lowered us both back to the ground. "You're ridiculous."
"I'm rather amazing, thank you very much. I've done nothing worthy of being called ridiculous."
"Everything about you is annoying," he insulted.
"Has anyone told you if you smiled more, you'd actually get laid?" I tossed right back.
His cheeks went crimson, and I grinned in triumph. "A Still holy I see. Must be nice," I reasoned.
"You little…"
A soft chorus of laughter floated through the air, and the two of us looked to the woman, who was standing there watching us.
"Well then. Looks like you two get along quite nicely," she revealed.
"Get along?!" we said together. "Never!"
Glaring at him, I met his blazing gaze.
"Stop copying me!" we said in unison before we both groaned in annoyance.
This made the woman laugh once again, but this time, it sounded familiar to me. Actually, her very voice sounded familiar, having a nurturing feeling to it.
"I know you," I whispered to the woman, who nodded.
"Indeed, you do, Alice Blaze."
The man walked over to stand on the woman's left side and moved a step back as she lifted her hands and lowered her hood that hid her appearance.
My eyes widened at the familiar face, but more importantly, I took in her long, gorgeous orange-red hair and stunning red eyes that looked similar to mine.
A beaming smile cloaked her smooth, pink lips before she spoke.
"It's nice to see you again, Alice. I'm Mrs. CloverSpell, the headmaster of Blazing Academy, the Institute for All Things Scorching. We've received your application and are very pleased with your results. We decided to give you early entrance and the chance to experience your first semester here as a trial of whether you'd like to attend this school for the remaining seven semesters. I'm sure you have lots of questions, but I at least wanted to congratulate you personally and welcome you to our world. Or should I say your true belonging, blazed one? Let us make our way inside. We have lots to discuss over some steaming pekoe tea."
No blazing way! This can’t be real.
A Destiny Worth Waiting For
"I have to be dreaming," I whispered, my eyes scanning the magnificent wall of books that reached the ceiling of Mrs. CloverSpell's private office.
The beautifully rich, wooden masterpiece of a room was beyond words, and I was still attempting to absorb every bit of decor in her wide office.
Everything from the walls to the decor of the room was made of high-quality wood. From the basic oak wood with a finished gloss to her desk that was made of an intriguing white wood with hints of brown circular lines. Her desk had a gloss finish like a lot of the furniture, but it had gold sparkles to enhance the final look.
The lights of the room used real fire to brighten the place, and the lamp on Mrs. CloverSpell's desk was a spiral design that branched out to a lovely tree with orange leaves that lit up, adding to the brightly lit room.
The temperature was hot, and yet, it was the perfect temperature for me. I felt nice and toasty, almost as though we were in the midst of winter and entered