Cursed Mate: The Roma Academy

Chapter 4

-Amy’s POV-

I wake up early morning thinking about Connor and last night.

The fact that he came to see me when he wasn't in his right mind made me happy. I slept better than I had the last few days just because of him. I sometimes don't understand how he can have this effect on me. I have a crush on him just like I have had with other guys in the past but with Connor it's different. He makes me feel so happy when he is around and he is always so nice.

With a deep breath and trying to take my mind off of him, I start to get ready for the first day of school of this semester.

I put on a black tight romper that has spaghetti straps and over it, I put on a black lace long sheer dress also with spaghetti straps. It is see-through so you can see the romper inside. The dress has a romantic goth style to it. I also put on a black belt that accentuates the waist and with it, black platform ankle boots. I leave my red hair down as I usually do and do my makeup simply with those dark colors I like though I never overdo it.

I look at myself in the mirror, making sure everything is in place.

I always wonder if Connor likes this kind of style at all on a girl. I have to admit that I am very dense when it comes to men. I have always been a loner so I have never been in a romantic relationship with a guy. I know nothing about men. All I know of romance is what I have read in books.

After my mom died, I went into foster care jumping from family to family, just like Tinsley until I found this school.

None of my foster parents were really parents to me but they weren't horrible. Though my powers fully appeared at thirteen, strange things still happened around me as a child and that would scare my foster parents away. They would give me up and it was on to the next family. When I got here to the Roma Academy, Marco was not scared at all. It’s been a little over a year since I met him but he has been like a true father to me, though if I am honest, I'm not sure what that really is but I know he cares. More than anyone else has.

I think back on Mammon. The way he calls me “dear daughter”. I hate it when he does that.

Taking a deep breath, I put away those thoughts of that demon. I don’t want him to sour my day. after another look in the mirror, I grab my bag and head out.

The halls are filled with scattered students, some looking like scared puppies and probably new to the school.

I continue on my way and as I turn the corner, I see Marco in front of his office greeting students. I slow down, tempted to turn around and hide.

I hope Charlotte didn’t tell him anything yet.

My hope is crushed when the minute he sees me, he narrows his amber-colored eyes and beckons me with his finger to come to him.

I inwardly groan until I reach him.

“Amy...” He says with a stern voice. “...you and I need to talk. What you have been doing is dangerous.”

I lower my eyes, feeling like a scolded child.

“When I have some time during the day, I will call you so we can talk. In the meantime...” He gets closer so no one else hears him. “...stop doing that spell.”

I nod. “I won’t do it again.”

I agree to do what he says but it is mostly because I am sure it won't work since Mammon found a way to avoid it.

“Good. Now, have a great day today.” He says with a smile.

I start to walk away but he stops me.

“Wait. How are your powers? Are they still acting more erratic than normal?” He asks.

I have always tried to contain my powers, to control them but ever since that day at Tinsley’s parent's estate—the day I released them completely and burned everything around me—I have been more out of control than usual. Hence, why my room is filled with dead plants. They used to be so pretty and many of them are herbs for my potions but they are all dead now. They all look void of water as if they were exposed to immense heat even though I take good care of them.

“Yes.” I say to him.

He looks thoughtful but then nods. “Okay. We’ll talk later.”

“Okay.” I say and quickly make my way away from him.

I have a lot of respect for him so I hate it when he seems upset with me.

I head to my first class. Simple and plain math. Well, Algebra II. Simple for me because I like problem-solving so I like math.

As the students make it to the class, it is painfully obvious that no one wants to sit next to me. All the seats around me are empty. You can see an empty circle and me in the middle. But it’s something I’m used to. None of my friends take this class with me so I’m all alone here.

"Friends..." I say those words in my head.

I never thought I’d had friends. I never thought I’d be saying those words. Connor, Tinsley, Garnet, Leon, and even Cole.

I smile but I almost laugh when those nearest to me seem to be creeped out by my sudden expression.

The class goes well and when it is over, I head out and start to go to my next class which I am looking forward to because Tinsley, Connor, and Leon take the same one.

As I walk around the corner deep in my thoughts, I am almost body slammed by a huge figure. The guy steps back and so do I.

“What the...” He looks me up and down and then a mocking smile props on his lips. “Hahaha!” He starts laughing. “Are you serious right now? Taking this whole vamp thing a bit too serious, aren't you?” He says.

“What? Vamp?” I ask as I rub my shoulder.

Students around us that have been here the previous year, back away. They look at me with fear but they look at the guy in front of me as if he was an i***t.

“Yeah...” The guy says. “I knew there were going to be vampires in this school but I didn’t know that you all actually dressed like that. Hahaha!” He laughs and looks back at who I am assuming are his friends. “Dude, look at this chic.”

They all get closer and start laughing too as they stare at my clothes.

“Cute, but too much Morticia for me.” One of them says.

I was used to this back when I was in human school but not here. Then again, these guys are new and don’t know me. But I can still tell what kind of people they are and I am not the kind of person that is a pushover. Yes, I can be shy at times and I am an introvert but I never stand for this kind of treatment. The only reason I don’t tend to answer back to people like this is because if I get angry, my powers will get out of control. Seems anger triggers them more than anything... like that day in the café with those hunters. Even though Tinsley and the others intervened that day, I still burned the place down.

I take a calming deep breath. I straighten up and roll my eyes at them.

“Bunch of arrogant condescending bullies. That’s what you all are.” I mumble.

I step to the side, trying to go around him and the others, and continue to my next class but he stands in front of me.

I look up at him and see his now angry expression.

“What did you say to me, vamp...” He pokes my shoulder.

“Hey, I’m not a va-” He cuts me off before I can finish.

“Your kind... is a disgusting sight. Disgusting bloodsuckers. This school should be filled only with the superior species, but they seem to let trash in instead.” He pokes me again. His finger digs into my skin and I almost stumble back.

I suddenly start to get angry. Not because of what he is saying but because he keeps pocking me. It might not seem much to many people but that is still a type of aggression. One that I don’t like.

“DON’T. YOU. TOUCHE ME AGAIN.” I can’t explain this feeling. It is pure anger. One I haven’t felt ever. I have been feeling a bit more agitated lately but nothing like this.

“Are you crazy? Do you have a death wish?” The older students around us say to the guy as they continue to back away. The guy ignores them all. He is about to say something else and with that, he lifts his finger to poke me again but before he can, my blood boils with anger and my body and skin ignite in magical flames. His finger catches fire and his whole hand bursts into flames. The same happens to those that are close and that’s when everyone starts to run as they scream.

I quickly realize what I am doing and though I try to rein in back my powers, I can’t.