Blazing Academy: Semester One (Academy For All Things Scorching #1) - Avery Song Page 0,29
a room of blissful warmth.
I held the wooden cup in my hand, the drinking piece having mini antlers to hold the cup in one's grasp. The steam of the orange pekoe tea still drifted up into the air, and its aroma was already giving me a calming vibe as I tried to absorb all of this.
"You're not."
My serene moment was ruined by the asshole of all things holy. My eyes slowly drifted to the culprit of the comment, landing on Angelic Asshole, whose scowl was as big as his attitude.
"So wake up and smell the coffee," he finished, those gold eyes locking with mine.
"For your information, we're drinking tea, not coffee, so I can't accomplish such a deed." Looking away, I raised my wooden mug to my lips and took a long sip of the tingling hot liquid.
Delicious!
"Ah," I dramatically gasp. "Coffee couldn't be more tasty than this. Now I'll return to enjoying my dream while you keep being an Angelic Asshole."
"It’s Tea, and don't faint on me again, Troublesome, Fainting Ball Kicker."
"Are you actually going to call me that?" I inquired. "It's seriously long. Why not make an abbreviation or something? Like T.F.B.K or something? Actually, don't use that. Sounds like I'm a secret organization."
"Annoying."
"Don't know me, but sure. Keep the insults coming so I can have enough points of justice to conduct my Blazing Alice Secret Move."
The mention of the move had him shuffle his chair further left, creating a bigger distance between us. He pressed his legs together and glared at me.
"Stay away from me, Troublesome Alice."
"I'm minding my own business, drinking my tea and living my all-time dream of being surrounded by books I've never seen before,'' I defended. "I also liked Fainting Alice better."
"Can you make up your mind?" He actually sounded bored.
"When you start following your own advice, like protecting your innocence in between those legs of yours."
"Fudge off!"
"Fudge? Are you going to bake a rod now?"
His whole face went red again, and I giggled teasingly at him.
"All the fun I can have teasing your sanity and innocence away."
"Really?" I couldn't even keep up with the long nickname. "Seriously, you look like you're twenty and yet you act like a four-year-old."
"I'm eighteen!" he snapped.
"Are you sure?" I inquired and tilted my head. "You look twenty. Maybe twenty-two."
"I'm not that old!"
"It has to be your grumpy, why-am-I-alive expression you carry all the time. Don't you get tired of being angry all the time? Like, do your cheeks or mouth hurt from all the scowling you do? It's like being so happy that your cheeks hurt from smiling but in your case, you just look like a grumpy grinch of all four seasons. You know, Christmas is three and a half months from now. You're far too early."
He looked like he was about to explode on me, but a low chuckle drew our attention. The two of glanced back at the door to see a tall, familiar man.
My eyes widened at the familiar short blue hair with tinsel gold highlights. He was 6'2", with tanned skin similar to mine, and wore a navy blue uniform that was almost identical to Angelic Assholes' white uniform suit in style.
Most of the uniform was navy blue, but the outlining trim matched the golden to orange-red design I'd been intrigued about earlier. Instead of a blazer, he wore a cape that was gold and shifted to a midnight blue.
It was amazing to see glimpses of it because it almost looked as though the bottom half that shifted to the dark blue resonated thousands of tiny gold stars that flickered with a hint of movement.
The golden rope around the collar of his silky navy blue shirt was what tied it around his neck, and I noticed the massive golden staff in his hand that had floating orbs of orange, red, gold, and blue circulating the golden circular frame of the top of the staff.
Hovering in the middle was a red crystal that matched his striking red eyes. Cyrus, who'd been quietly sitting on my left knee, was now up and racing to the man, ready to attack him.
He frowned at her approach and used his staff to try to keep her away.
"Oh, no you don't. Don't go attacking me! I did nothing wrong to your mistress. I just arrived here, and I actually look hot today in my uniform. Shoo! Shoo! Help!"