Psychic Enchantress
3. POLAR

It was lunch time and this is the part of the day I actually dreaded. After all, I am still the new girl. I'm guessing they are all still wondering the basics about me; like where I'm from, why do I seem to have good fashion sense but more of a loner...blah blah.

I'm actually not a loner. Back at my old school in Tampa, Florida, I was one of the populars.

......

Okay.

I'm exaggerating.

I was just well known. Shira and I were inseparable. We would walk down the halls each day and the other students would step aside just to let us get through and to admire us of course. The girls would scowl in jealousy while the guys would drool at our feet.

Okay half of what I just said I was being totally sarcastic.

I had a boyfriend back then but I broke it off before I moved to New York to start my life as Elena Maguire. I loved him but not so in love that I cried when I broke up with him. I guess I loved the attention I was getting from him.

I looked different then than how I do now. My hair was ashy blonde and my eyes were the brightest shade of green.

Now thanks to hair dye and my specially made contact lenses, my hair is dark brown and boring and my eyes are a deeper shade of green. At least I got to keep my fashion sense. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Kalina said that it was for the best but, I really miss Shira and I hate her for bringing me so far away from Gran. She's to suppose to right next to me helping me get through this. I guess I'll Skype Shira later tonight. That'll make me feel much better.

You must think that i'm weird for loving my Gran so much but she's literally the coolest Gran in the world because of one thing...

I entered the cafeteria with my lunch that Kalina made for me. It was my favorite---peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

I stood there uncomfortably looking for a seat avoiding the gazes of my dear dear peers. I saw a table with only one person seated there. From behind it doesn't seem like he was eating anything. What the heck! I'm starving.

I walked straight ahead to the table but I could hear the whispers growing louder and louder. What's the big deal. Have they not ever see a brown haired girl with green eyes walking by before?

I got to the table and questioned whether or not I should ask the guy if the seat's taken out of politeness or just go ahead and sit.

I sighed. "Hey you is this seat taken?"

The guy lifted up his head.

I looked at him with my mouth hanging open. It was the same guy who cut in front me this morning and stole my spot in the car park. I was a bit nervous being under his intimidating gaze at the moment but I quickly recovered and composed myself.

He was still staring at me looking bored and annoyed.

I heard a girl behind me whisper to her friend I assume. "Who does she think she is?"

" Doesn't she know not to go within Mason's personal space, much less talk to him?"

So apparently I'm not suppose to be talking to this Mason figure. What's he going to do, bite me? I laugh inwardly.

I happened to realize that Mason was still staring at me. Did he not just hear me. Breathe Xayla.

I looked at him confused. " Well, is it taken or not?"

"Are you blind?" He asked, unabashed.

Okay I am not the one to put up with being humilated by anyone. Kalina told me to avoid drama but I can't help it when dickheads like Mason think they can walk over me.

I avoided his dum question. "May I sit here please." I asked kindly with a strained smile. Don't get upset Xayla. Remember what you learnt in anger management.

He became amused by what, I do not know. " No, you may not."

He said mocking the way I spoke to him.

His face became serious in a second before I could respond and that alone shut me up. He looked like he was restraining himself from getting up and choking the life out me. Clearly this guy does not like to be bothered.

I decided to sit no matter what he said. What's he going to do? Throw a tantrum?

"Don't worry, I won't bite." I said sweetly trying to irritate him more. He can't scare me. Okay, I am a little bit afraid but I am not going to turn my back now and be the laughing stock of the whole school. Nope. Not on the first day my love.

Okay what happened next I was not expecting. This douche began to laugh. Literally laugh. He was getting louder and louder by the second.

What the bloody hell was so funny. I looked around confused meeting the gazes of the other students for answers but their faces mirrored mine. Shocked and utterly confused.

His laughed died down and he started to sport a wicked grin looking directly at me. I was slowly becoming creeped out by the minute.

"'What's your problem, are you bi polar or something?" I decided to ask him daringly.

"Get up right now or else." He threatened me with a dead look in his eyes.

Okay I have no idea what to do. I could get up and have my lunch in the bathroom like a coward or I could put this dickhead to shame. I weighed both options.

"Hmmm considering you're bi polar and all, many people like you have little or no friends, so I'll do you a favor and sit here and eat my lunch in peace while you sit over there and continue your sulking. I won't talk to you or anything, because who knows, you probably might take something the wrong way and throw a tantrum or start bawling your eyes out. It's okay my dear, I understand what you've been going through. I had a friend who went through the same thing. " I looked at him dead straight in the eye with a mixture of sarcasm and fake concern about his mental health.

I heard a group of people giggling behind me because of what I said.

Mason's eyes dart to the side looking behind me at whoever and the giggling stopped instantly.

He got a hold of my gaze afterwards. He looked quite pissed at me actually. I was just trying to get a chance to eat my PBnJ sandwich in peace, that's all, and now the big bad wolf wants to make that impossible.

I couldn't help but to look deeper in his blue cloudy eyes and I could feel a tinkle of grief and darkness wash over me. I quickly look away and closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I had no time for this. Lunch soon will be over and I'm starving.

I sighed "You know what, fine. I'll get up. You need psychological help and I rather not be around someone like that. Who knows? It might be contagious."

I got up and grabbed my lunch, walking to the exit of the cafeteria and head straight in my car leaving a dumbfounded Mason frozen, clearly still surprised that someone actually had the nerve to speak up to him. Who does he think he is?

With his blue eyes, full dark eyebrows, gorgeous hair, a heck of a jaw line...okay he's hot I admit but his douche of a personality spoils it all.

"What a waste." I mutter to myself before taking a bite of pure heaven.

I inhale all the goodness and I feel at peace within the safety of my car away from the greek god himself. I thought back to the darkness i sensed when i looked in his eyes. It seems that for his young age, he has been through quite a lot. Again, i cant tell specifically with these damn contact lenses. I remember sensing that same darkness within this girl back in Florida. Not only darkness but depression. I could've helped her knowing that she had a dark cloud around her but I didn't. If i did, she would've been here still to this day and I forever blame myself for her death.

Before I could take another bite, I heard the bell ring signaling the end of lunch break.

Ugggh!! I bang my head against the steering wheel. Kill BANG me BANG now BANG.

Of all the subjects that I could have next, I just had to have English. I don't know why but every time when I'm in this class, I get a serious headache. I've experienced worse headaches than this but i still hate it.

I grabbed my bag, phone and half finished sandwich and went back inside only to be almost knocked over by the Greek god himself while I was too busy looking for my copy of the school's map in In my bag.

Okay this was such a cliche moment I had to laugh inwardly. New girl bumps into Mr Hot Stuff too busy looking in her bag for the school's map. Oh and of all the guys I could bump into, It just had to be Mason.

"Shit could you at least pay attention to where you're going!" He shouted clearly not too happy either than I bumped into him.

I shook my head and did a curtsy, bowing with my arm stretched out.

"My apologies my kind sir." I said sarcastically.

He must have found it funny because he started to giggle more to himself shaking his head from side to side. Without even looking my way again, he walked ahead of me.

I stood there admiring how broad is back was and the swagger in his walk...

Jeez Xayla, get a hold of yourself. He's a jerk. A waste.

English class, remember?

I quickly composed myself looking at the school map trying to find the best route to room 315.

Luckily it wasn't so hard to find.

I entered the room with the same note Miss Landon from the office gave me and gave it to the English teacher.

" Oh Elena, you're late. You get off with a warning knowing its your first day and all ." He said with a serious tone.

I muttered an apology before listening to what else he had to say.

" I'm Mr Smith as you should know. I don't see the need to introduce you to the class for I suppose the majority you've seen this morning already." He sighed clearly bored.

"There's a seat beside Mr O'Brien at the back. Go ahead." He said once more. I'm already annoyed by his voice. I rolled my eyes when he turned his back to me and i went to my seat at the back.

Once I got to my seat I pulled out my notebook and started to doodle until Mr. Smith started with the lesson.

I felt a gaze penetrating my side so I looked up only to find a pair of amused blue eyes dancing back at me.

"Crap, not you again." I muttered.

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