“Ignore them. The bagged blood makes them all a little nuts.” The vamps around here think they’re hot stuff ever since that whole Twilight phase. Just because they were trendy, didn’t mean it made them interesting. Sure, they were strong, difficult to kill, and basically had eternal life, but they lived off of blood. I got my energy from sex. Between them and me, I was the cooler one by far.
“Bagged blood?” she asked.
“We can’t exactly have them drinking from other students. Though some still do. Apparently, there are those who get off on that,” I said.
Raven stopped walking, her gaze fixed on a long table in the back of the commons. Two dark haired mages sat on the top of the table, throwing a ball of fire back and forth between them.Show offs.
“Are they mages too?” she asked.
“Yeah, the twins. Fire elementals.” My brow furrowed. “Is that what you are?”
“Maybe,” she said. “I did roast a couple of dudes alive.”
“Huh. Remind me not to piss you off.”
“You think they could teach me that?” she asked.
“Probably,” I said, then I glanced down at the envelope I was still holding and pulled out her schedule. “You’ve got beginning magical theory in a few hours. You’ll get there.”
She turned and snatched the schedule out of my hand. Her fingers brushed against mine and a wave of want rolled through me. Why the hell was I craving her so much? It hadn’t been that long since I fed. I’d squeezed in a quickie after gym earlier today. It must not have been enough.
“Magical Theory, Spellcasting, Training Your Familiar, Diplomacy, and Gym.” She looked up at me, her eyebrows high. “Gym? I’m twenty-fucking-one years old.”
“Everyone takes gym,” I said.
“I thought that was the perk of being an adult. No more gym class,” she said.
“How else will they keep us humble?” I asked. “You get used to it.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that the mage twins were looking over here. They were no longer juggling their fireball. If we waited any longer, they might walk over here. “Come on.” I guided Raven back to the hallway. “You’ve got class in a few hours.”
“Nine a.m.? Like tomorrow?” she asked, holding up the schedule in her hands.
“Yes,” I said. “And the instructors don’t like it when you’re late.”
We turned down a hall lined with doors. “Most of your classes will be in this hallway. They keep the beginner classes together.”
“So how long have you been stuck here?” she asked.
“I’m a semester in. Probably going to give myself the full four semesters before I get stuck in the real world, you know? Prolong it a bit,” he said.
“There are options?” she asked. “Like I could get out of here sooner?”
I shrugged. “Sure. You have to pass the trial and they consider you done. Usually students wait till at least their third semester before they take it.”
“What if I just took it now? Can you pass on luck?” she asked.
“I don’t recommend that,” I said. “People die in the trial. It’s not Star Trek. You don’t just keep taking it until you pass.”
She wrinkled her nose and I wasn’t sure if it was because she got my obscureStar Trekreference or because I mentioned Star Trek at all. Either way, her judgy look was adorable. Once again, I felt the call of my cock. I wanted to be inside her so bad it was making me light headed. I needed to get her to her room and find a quick hook up. There was always someone up for some late night action. Maybe one of the sirens. They were usually a good fuck.
I picked up the pace through the classroom corridor. “Come on.”
I could sense her behind me. Her body heat thrummed through me like a ball of energy waiting for release. She was sexual distraction personified. I glanced over my shoulder. “You sure you’re a mage. You’re not something else? Siren or succubus or something else from the deep?”
“Not that it matters, but all I know is what Dr. Hellboy told me. He says I’m a mage. So I guess I’m a mage.”
“Huh.” I wondered if the headmaster was off on his prediction. She was going to be fun to watch in the coming weeks as she started to figure out her magic.