《Supernatural High》Chapter 39
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We'd been playing truth or dare for awhile and at first the questions were simple ones like embarrassing stories or dares to give lap dances and stuff. We were all mostly still clothed. There were only a few of us who were shirtless.
Things were lighthearted and we were laughing like idiots. It changed though when things became more serious.
"Em, truth or dare?," Celine asked.
"Truth," she finished her drink that she had been sipping from for awhile. Celine thought for a moment, then she nervously bit her lip.
"Um, what brought you to our school? You never told me," she asked.
"There's a reason I never told you. I don't want you thinking differently of me," she said the last part quieter.
"There's nothing you can tell me that will make me think of you any different, Ember. I love you, and that will never change," Celine said with a reassuring smile.
"Alright," she sighed and glanced at each of us before looking down at her hands, "Before the academy found me, I was homeless. One night I stole some bread from a market and the owner grabbed me right as I got outside. He dragged me back inside and pulled me to the back of the store. He was yelling at me and started hitting me. Before I knew it, everything was on fire. The entire building burned down and the firemen found me. They gave me a blanket since my clothes had burnt off my body, and I ran before they could ask any questions. The Headmaster found me in an alley and thats when I learned that I'm a pheonix and was brought to the academy. I didn't tell you because people died that night; the owner and two employees. Luckily there were no customers." Ember had tears brimming in her eyes and Celine wasted no time in tackling her in a hug.
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"It was an accident. You didn't mean for it to happen," they hugged for awhile, Celine helping her calm down.
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket so I slipped it out and looked at the message on the screen.
I want my property back. Until mine is returned, I will keep what is yours.
I assumed it was a wrong number, since it made no sense, and slipped my phone back into my pocket.
I looked back up at everyone and noticed that the game had continued.
"Jace, I dare you to kiss Kit. We all know you've been dying to," Ember said with a laugh. Jace blushed a deep red and I laughed. He looked over at me and the at each of my boyfriends. They gave him reassuring smiles to tell him it was fine and he let out a nervous sigh.
He crawled over to me and sat down in front of me. I sighed, rolling my eyes, and pulled him onto my lap. He gasped in surprise and I chuckled. His face was still beet red and he was staring at my lips while biting his.
I smiled at him and rubbed circles on his hips with my thumbs.
He slowly leaned forward, pressing our lips together softly, and gently kissed me. He pulled away almost immediately and I pulled him back and closer.
My kiss wasn't as soft as his. It was sensual and I knew he loved it because he was gripping onto me and trying to wiggle his way closer to me, even though he was already as close as he could be and was basically rubbing his ass all over my dick.
When we finally pulled away from each other I noticed his flushed cheeks and swollen lips. I smiled and gave him a peck on the lips before releasing him.
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I looked at the others and smirked at the lustful gazes my boyfriends had. Harley was sitting closer to Celine and they were talking about something. Ember was staring at Jace and I and was blushing. I saw her bite her lip and looked away. She was looking at everything but us and I chuckled.
"See something you liked?," I teased and she rolled her eyes.
"You wish," she replied and I laughed again.
"I saw the blush on your cheeks and you biting your lip, don't deny it," I poked her cheek and she swatted my hand away. She rolled her eyes again but had a small smile on her face.
I felt a vibration coming from Jace's pocket and he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He was getting a call and asked everyone to be quiet before answering.
"Hey dad," he answered and I tried to listen to what he could be saying.
"Where are you? Are Kit and Elijah with you?," dad asked in a rushed voice.
"Yeah, we are at a party with a couple friends of ours. Please don't be mad," Jace answered nervously and confused. "What's going on? Is everything okay?"
"Get back to the school right now, and bring your friends with you. They could be in danger too and you will be safe on school grounds," he instructed in a stern voice and Jace locked eyes with me.
Danger? What the hell was going on?
I remembered the text I had gotten and wondered if it was related at all to whatever dad was talking about.
I quickly got my phone out, showing Jace the message, and his eyes widened.
"Something has happened. I don't want to tell you over the phone, but I won't be able to come to the school right away," he took a deep breath, "I got a call from an unknown number. I answered it and a man said that we had taken his property and that he wants it back. Jace, I think he was talking about Elijah. He said he has Kit and Elijah's mother and stepfather. All he said before hanging up was that he would be in touch."
At those words, I felt faint. Some guy that "owned" Elijah before we saved him had my mom and stepdad.
I felt as if I was in a daze as panic fell on me.
I remember us quickly getting into Axel's car and before we knew it, we were approaching the gates to our school. I could feel multiple people touching and holding onto me in comfort and knew they would be doing the same for Elijah.
The last thing I remember was a figure standing near the gate, waving at me. Whoever it was, they were with the guy who had my family. I just knew it.
Then, everything went black.
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