Blazing Academy: Semester One (Academy For All Things Scorching #1) - Avery Song Page 0,75
bathroom to see that even my makeup was on point. Black eyeshadow, winged eyeliner, red blush, and rosy red lipstick. Everything was on point and I was left feeling not only empowered but appealing.
Turning back to see his approving grin, he walked over to me and gave me a reassuring nod.
"Looking hot, Alice."
"How?" I was lost for words.
"Since I like to learn, I sometimes go to the closed-off parts of the library and try to learn various spells that would be beneficial. One of them is making clothes with your vivid imagination. There's only one catch."
"They disappear at the stroke of midnight?" I suggested.
"Nah." His teasing smirk widened as leaned over and whispered into my ear, "You can only use the spell on someone you're attracted to."
He leaned back to see my expression transition from curious to shocked.
Spinning around, he walked over to pet Cyrus and then he reached over to get his notebook. "I'm too pooped to do another magic trick, so I'll go quickly finish my look. Then we'll head out."
Reaching the door, he looked back my way and his eyes stared at me like I was a snack he'd been waiting all day to eat.
"Hope you're ready for some blazing fun tonight."
Then he left, leaving me no choice but to fan my face and attempt to ignore my racing heartbeat, tingling hot skin, and an ache between my legs that I'd never had to deal with from being around him.
Why do I have a strong feeling I'm going to fall hard for this man?
Glancing back at the mirror, I looked over to Cyrus to see her happy, panting smile.
"I'm doomed, aren't I, Cyrus?"
"Woof woof!" she replied happily, running over and doing laps around my feet. It was weird to suddenly feel excited for the approaching evening, but this was my chance to see the world outside of uniforms and textbooks.
Time to see what the nightlife at Blazing Academy is all about.
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"Is this a house party?" I asked, my hand clinging to Westley's so I wouldn't get lost in the massive crowd of students.
"Sort of," Westley replied, and held my hand tightly as we waited in the crowded room to get ID'd.
Westley had taken me outside the gates of Blazing Academy, and boy, was it far different than I'd ever expected. It was as though we'd stepped outside the massive golden-red gates and into a sort of portal that led to a whole new world.
The buildings were tall structures, giving the vibe of a crowded city than the small-town life I'd been experiencing for years as I bounced from school to school.
To get to this part, we had to take a special taxi, one that was only for this district. When Westley stated we were going to the Blazing Fire District, the driver actually took a double look at us, and even asked if we were "rich" enough to afford anything in there.
I didn't know why your income had anything to do with going to an area, but when we arrived, I could see why he'd asked.
The mansion homes, the wide, perfectly cut grass entryways. Not to mention the security to enter the place, which was not one entry gate, but three. The place was officially known to be for the richest kids in the town of Scorching Flame, and from the driver’s comment on our clothes, we were wearing one of those high-end brands that was worth thousands.
I'd never seen thousands in anyone's bank account, let alone expected myself to wear anything remotely close to that price tag.
That had me wondering if Westley was super rich, but he explained with him working with Blazing Organization, himself, Keru, and Gabriel had special access to these parts of town.
Their main purpose was to ensure the safety of students who were being bullied, mistreated, or encouraged to do stupid stuff that put them at risk, but they only entered this place when there was something shady happening in the community, or for the rare occasion that they wanted to party and relax.
Tonight was one of those nights to party, and he was allowed to bring in one person: me.
After we checked in, we entered the huge dance hall. Flashing lights, booming music, open bar, and all. It was like I'd hopped right into a movie and was living the dream of a party gal.
"Are we allowed to drink?" I inquired.
"Have you ever drank alcohol before?" he countered.