Her eyes darted around the hall, and she leaned in closer, lowering her voice. “We don’t use our powers to take advantage of others,” she said. “I’ll fill you in on everything later. Okay?”
I nodded and followed her through the art wing, resisting the urge to ask her more right now. Instead, I looked around. Student paintings decorated the walls, and what sounded like a flute solo came from a room close by. Kate stopped in front of the double doors that led to the theatre. “This is me,” she said. “The ceramics room is upstairs—you shouldn’t miss it.”
We split ways, and like Kate had told me, the ceramics room was easy to find. Kilns lined the side wall, pottery wheels were on the other end, bricks of clay were stacked in shelves in the back, and the huge windows were a welcome change from the stuffy classrooms I’d been in so far.
I looked around to see if anyone seemed receptive to having the new girl join them, and my eyes stopped when they reached Blake’s. He sat at the table furthest away, leaning back in his seat with his legs outstretched. The chairs next to him were empty. He nodded at me, as if acknowledging me as a member of a special club, and I noticed that no one else from homeroom was in this class. Could he be inviting me to sit with him?
Since everyone from homeroom seemed to stick together, I took that as a yes and walked toward Blake’s table, my pulse quickening with every step. I remembered what Kate had told me earlier about Danielle—how she was crazy possessive over Blake—but Danielle wasn’t here. And Blake was the only person who wanted me to join him. Refusing would be rude.
He moved his legs to give me room, and I settled in the seat next to him. His deep, liquid eyes had various shades of reddish brown running through them, and he was watching me as if he was waiting for me to say something. I swallowed, not sure how to start, and settled on the obvious.
“Hi.” My heart pounded so hard I feared he could hear it. “You’re in my homeroom, right?”
“Yep,” he said smoothly. “We also have biology, history, and Spanish together.” He counted off each on his fingers. “And given that you’re in Darius’s homeroom, it’s safe to say that you have Greek mythology with me next period as well. I’m Blake.”
“Nicole,” I introduced myself, even though Darius had already done so in front of the class this morning. “I heard that all of the sophomores in our homeroom have to take Greek mythology. Luckily I read The Odyssey in English last year, so I shouldn’t be totally lost.”
“There’s a reason we’re required to take Greek mythology.” He scooted closer to me, as if about to tell me a secret, and I leaned forward in anticipation. “Did you know that we—meaning everyone in our homeroom—are descended from the Greek gods?”
I arched an eyebrow. “Like Zeus and all of them living in a castle on the clouds?” I asked.
“Exactly.” He smirked. “Except that they’re referred to as the Olympians, and they call their ‘castle in the clouds’ Mount Olympus.”
“So you’re saying that we’re gods?”
“We’re not gods.” He smiled and shook his head. “But we have ‘diluted god blood’ in us. It’s what gives us our powers.”
“Right.” I wasn’t sure how else to respond, and I looked down at the table. Was he playing a joke on me? Trying to see how gullible the new kid could be?
“What’s wrong?” He watched me so intensely—so seriously—that I knew he was truly concerned.
“The truth?” I asked, and he nodded, his gaze locked on mine. So I took a deep breath, and said, “Everything from our homeroom sounds crazy to me. But you’re all so serious about it that I’m starting to think you actually believe it.”
“It’s a lot to take in at once,” he said.
“That’s the understatement of the day.” I flaked a piece of dried clay off the table with my thumbnail. “But Kate offered to teach me some stuff after school, and she’s been really nice by taking me around all day, so I told her I would listen to her.”
“Kate’s a rule follower,” Blake said, crossing his arms. “She’s only going to tell you about a fraction of the stuff we can do. But stay in homeroom with us, and maybe my friends and I will show you how to have real fun with our abilities.”
The teacher walked inside before I could respond, and the chattering in the room quieted. As much as I wanted to ask Blake what he meant, I couldn’t right now. We weren’t supposed to talk about our abilities when humans could hear.
Then I realized: I’d thought of other people as “humans,” like I wasn’t one of them anymore.
The scary thing was—I might be starting to believe it.
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THE DRAGON REALM
Published by Dreamscape Publishing
Copyright © 2021 Michelle Madow
ISBN: 9798713542009
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