The Academy of Underachievers: Year One by Alex Dafney

Author:Alex Dafney [Dafney, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-30T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

My dresser that was almost to its breaking point is tipped to the side, clothes spilling out along the floor. The broken desk is splintered along the floor, and every personal item I have litters the ground. The uncomfortable mattress has been tossed around, and the cute comforter set I chose has been slashed to shreds.

“What the hell?” I mutter as Jet moves around me quickly, making his way into the attached bathroom.

“Shit.”

I move toward him as I hear him mutter lowly, finding the shards of my broken mirror scattered on the tile floor, the shower curtain ripped down and crumpled in a corner, along with my shampoo and soaps scattered around.

I shake my head slowly, my mouth hanging open as I survey the damage.

“Who would have done this?” Jet mumbles to himself as I try to get a grip on reality.

First the warning from Mistress Penelope, the ghost children telling me someone asked them to make the noises at my window, and now this? Someone has it out for me.

I shriek as a loud noise comes from my room, spinning around in the doorway to find the ceiling has caved in. Jet wraps his arms around me, pulling me back into the bathroom as he slams the door before the cloud of dust can reach us.

Lifting my hands, I cover my face, not wanting to cry, and fighting the urge to do so.

Jet spins me toward him, cradling my small frame against his chest as he runs his hand along my back. “What are you not telling me, babe? I can’t help you if you don’t tell me.”

I pinch my eyes shut, taking a deep breath to will away my sadness at the loss of my crappy dorm. Keeping my forehead resting against his broad chest, I take in a shaky breath. “Mistress Penelope showed me a vision today. One of you and me. It was a warning of some kind.”

Blowing out a long breath, I lift my eyes to his, noting the concerned look on his face as he scowls down at me.

“Apparently, I’ve angered someone with power.” I shrug one shoulder in fiend nonchalance as I push away from him, even if I’m trembling inside. Wrapping my arms around me protectively, I reach for the handle of the door, pulling it open to find the dust and debris has settled.

“I went to the haunted forest earlier. The children told me a witch asked them to make sounds at my windows.” I give another shrug. “It could all be connected.” I step out onto the massive piece of sheetrock from the ceiling, noticing the pipe sounds have quadrupled with the roof gone.

Jet follows behind me, surveying the damage with knitted brows. “Grab what you can. You aren’t staying here tonight.”

Without another option, I lift my bag from where my desk used to sit, shaking the dust from it before moving to my sideways dresser. I sigh as I raise a few articles of clothing, shaking the dust from them.

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