uniforms stood in front of the entrance hall. They clustered around the foyer and up the m

en her?" Cam

N

neit

around somewh

ith a mocking smile. I shot her a look. But then just out of thin

mmie shouted

ece of paper when she turned abruptly,

e bounced up to us. And as always, Alyssa's uniform was perfectly pressed and not even a single wrinkle was in sight. She was the kind of nerd that when she put on her black-f

ster, she conducted a low level of static electricity from a nylon stick and aluminum foil. I didn't know how she did that, but after she told everyone to hold hands in a circle as a human

yelled back excitedly and das

where!" Cammie said when Alyss

se, looking as if she'd just finished a marathon. "Did you guys miss me? Beca

trange their perfumes smelled - I guess I would ask them whether it was a new Coco Ch

h half of the things she said was only about physics. When she proceeded to open her notebook of what she found, a girl came up

es dancing flirtatiously as she spoke.

p you?" Cammie s

she bit her bottom lip seductively. He

ting a hand on the girl's small back. They were about to walk off

will start soon," I

spered back. "The gir

ring after them. But before they turned the corner, Cammie held her fing

that?" I sa

nk?" Alyssa said without looking up from her

th my best friend in the middle of our r

lenty of Renaissance pictures and portraits on the walls. The Ultara Academy is constructed from blocks of grey sandstone and huge wood columns with Gothic sculptures all over the place. In contrast, ev

e came back and took a seat with me and Alyssa. The smirk on her face grew even more smirky as I stared at her and shook my head.

. "Already on the f

t day of school." Cammie shrugged. I had to think for

as quick," Al

mmie quirked her

orld History teacher ap

pe you enjoy this year lessons as much as I enjoy teaching them.

use we hardly have any new enrollments in the Ultara Academy. We only acce

reaks. So if you enjoy doing the oral math, learning Ph.D. chemistry, memorizing world hi

ful walk. And the girl had the most gorgeous eyes I'd ever seen. She came to stand in front of the class with an air of confidence and smiled brightly. Well, for thi

she spoke in a charming French accent and waved femininely to the class. Her ra

o Cammie. It's a customary question when we've got someone n

ng smile again before walking to the back. But when she walked past our desks, Jacques brushed her gaze across the three of us. Suddenly I got a brief feeling of adrenaline going inside me. And as if