Pursued by the Demon King

Chapter One

10  years later

*Music playing loudly*

I jerk awake and scramble in my half sleep state to quickly turn off my alarm on my phone. I turn as quietly as I could to see if my horrible, nasty name calling roommate had woken up. With a sigh of relief I thank the good spirits that she didn't even move an inch. She still snored loudly and blissfully in her rumpled, bedhead state. 

I should take a picture as her mouth hung open while saliva slowly dripped onto her pillow. But I couldn't risk the flash of the camera for waking her up since it was nearly pitch black still in the room. She would kill me if she caught me in the act and make my life an even more living hell than it already was. 

I hated living in the dorms of Legendary Magic Academy. Living here for the past three years has taught me a few things though, like how to avoid the nasty people, aka my roommate. Unfortunately I was stuck with her, but if I timed me being in the room just right I could avoid most of the hatefulness she loves to throw at me.

One more year and I will be free of this awful place. At least I still had one person I could always count on. One person I love so dearly and who always has my back no matter what. That one person is the reason I am waking up so damn early. Four thirty to be exact. Why he chose this hour is beyond me and I could seriously kill him for making me lose such precious sleep. 

I loved my sleep.

He's lucky he was my best friend, damn it.

Quickly and as quietly as I could I rushed to get dressed, brush my hair and teeth, then grabbing my school bag because I have a strong feeling I won't be coming back anytime soon, I rushed out the door. The huge long hallway that looked like it should be a part of a museum looked deserted and a bit ominous. Big large glass windows stood as tall as the walls casting the moon's light through, so at least I was able to see where I was going. 

I kept my shoes off so I didn't make any clicking sounds. Call them old fashion but we had uniforms that required skirts, high stockings and freaking mid-calf heeled boots. At least I looked good in the outfit but I could have lived with casual clothing instead.

I finally reach the end of the hall when my phone started buzzing in my hand. Without looking I already knew who it was.

"Where the hell are you?" A rough male voice said on the line.

"Good morning to you, my big ball of sunshine!" I sarcastically beamed.

"Ugh, I hate when you call me that, also why the hell are you so damn chirpy this early in the morning?" He grumbled back.

I snort, yes snort, something I have been told repeatedly to not do. It's unladylike. But do I ever listen, nope! "Hey, you're the one who wanted to get up at this god awful hour, just because you don't want to get caught." 

"Stop complaining, why are you still not here yet?" He whined.

"I'm just around the corner, jeez maybe next time don't wake me up at four freaking thirty in the morning!"

"Again, stop complaining. We need to do this before the sun rises and besides we do this every year so why now are you bickering about the choice of time?"

He sounded like he started to get distracted by something else. I turn the corner and come across a large plastic sheet covering more than half of the wall and broken down staircase. This part of the building was still in remodeling. 

Apparently five years ago a young boy had lost control of his magic and caused a very traumatic scene that caused six people to be injured. It was a huge mess and because the magic was so untrained it kept this part of the building under a weird spell. It caused anyone who came near it to have weird hallucinations and started all kinds of drama for the school. They couldn't seem to dispel the enchantment that was placed and the kid couldn't remember what he had done to create it in the first place.

So they blocked it off and just this past winter the spell finally lifted on it's own and construction had been started. I reach under the plastic wrap and reveal a hole in the wall. 

Me and Calen discovered this our first year when we both decided to see what kind of hallucinations we would fall under. Hey, we just turned fourteen and were bored out of our minds. When we did discovered it however neither of us got effected at all. We were highly disappointed and confused by it. The only explanation that Calen could come up with was the fact that we were the outcasts and oddballs of the school so we were immune to enchantments. 

Which I knew was so far-fetched of being true.

There, sitting in the dark room, was my favorite person in the whole wide world. My best friend. Both my joy and my curse. The only person who completely understood me. The boy who stood by my side for as long as I could remember.

Calen Millard.