Cast a Spell by Stacey Alabaster

Author:Stacey Alabaster [Alabaster, Stacey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fairfield Publishing
Published: 2020-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

The following morning, Joe eyed me strangely as I entered the classroom, and for a moment I was worried that the spell hadn’t worked. It was like he was trying to recall something from a dream. I paused for a moment, just in case he about to tell me to get out. He just shook his head and let me take my seat in the front of the classroom.

“You seem a little nervous,” Savannah commented. “Everything okay?”

“Ha. Of course it is. This is where I feel most at home, remember?” I asked, putting my backpack down. I sat a little too heavily down on my seat and knocked my jar of pens to the ground.

Brett leaned over two seats and eyed me up and down. “Rough night?” he asked me with a raise of the eyebrows.

Well, I hadn’t slept well. I’d been anxious about how well the spell had worked, and Akiro had gotten on the early train back to Swift Valley that morning. We’d barely even had a chance to see each other during his last day in Melbourne, and it had been clear from his gruff goodbye that he wasn’t very happy about that fact.

So, yes, a bit of a rough one. And it was going to be another all-nighter that night. “Just a lot of coursework to keep up with,” I said with a bit of a shrug to show that it was no big deal.

“I’ve fallen a bit behind myself,” Brett said with sympathy. “Maybe we can help each other out and study together.”

“Sure,” I said with an easy smile and opened my textbook up to that day’s topic, which was a relatively easy one on how to keep track of expenses and how to bill clients. Vicky and Maddie wandered in late, and Joe gave them both a telling off about tardiness and warned them that next time, if they were that late, they would not be allowed to come into the classroom at all. Vicky kept her head down for the remainder of the class, and Maddie was unusually quiet during the morning.

Brett and I ended up meeting at lunchtime and sharing notes that we had taken. He offered to let me look at the notes from the day before, given that I had missed class. “Thanks, Brett, you’re a real champ.” He smiled back and said that he was glad he could help out. I hadn’t paid him a lot of attention up till that point. I had a good look at him as I munched on my sausage roll—a hard habit to break. Brett had gone with a healthier choice of a salad from the canteen. He told me he was twenty-eight, but his hair was already going a little gray at the sides, and he had some lines underneath his eyes. “Before this, I worked in a call center, so there is no way this can be any more stressful than that.”

I laughed. He was probably right. I’d never worked in a call center myself, but I had heard horror stories about them.

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