((Haha, yeah I know, I should've started forever ago, but I was trying to figure out the best way to go! Well, I'm working on it tommorow! Chapter 3 here I come!
...I thought viciously as my smile widened into a menacing grin. I shook it off my face as my head cleared and my hands began to tingle.
My eyes widened as they turned a deep purple, and my smile spread across my face again.
With my magic flowing through me full force, I turned my eyes on Mme. Frenche.
I used my forefinger and middle finger to point at the poor french teacher's desk and slid my hand to the right.
All the papers instantly flew off the desk, and the window flew open. The teacher's eyes widened as she rushed to gather the stuff that had fallen, and some goody goodies rushed to help her.
The ones who stayed behind would help me the most. I glanced over at her
to see her eyes widened and I thought I caught something strange before she turned away.
Atleast she knew to fear me, for I could feel her fear pounding through her veins.
My eyes once again flashed purple, but this time lighter. I scanned with my mind around the room until I found what I needed.
Stacia, the local snob. She wanted Jazz too. My eyes blazed with anger and then amusement. This would be fun.
I crawled into her head carefully and started whispering to her with my mind.
When I had finished, I stood and snapped my fingers, dissapearing before anyone noticed.
My eyes widened as I saw Kaitlyn's fingers pointed towards Mme. Frenche's desk.
I didn't know she could do that! I turned away when she caught me looking.
What was she upto?!?
I turned again when I heard a sharp crack and then looked closer. Where had Kait gone?
I shook my head in bewilderment and then stood to leave as well.
Just then Stacia walked up to me with a snarl in her throat and a grimace to her face.
My eyebrows scrunched up, what was wrong with her? She'd been so nice yesterday at lunch...?
"........" she said....