Tales & Time (Lost Time Academy #1)(16)

You have health class next. Everyone skips it. Come with me, Sleepy. I know you have a million questions buzzing around in that pretty head of yours. -Noah





“Go with him, I will cover you. He is right, no one bothers with that class. Most seventeen-year-olds know about sex and how to have a baby by now. They only make us go to the class to make sure we girls understand the basics and repopulate. It’s gross,” Tavvy whispers to me, and I turn to see her looking over at the note. She winks at my low chuckle and hands me a pen. I quickly scribble on the note and pass it back to Noah. I watch him open it, and I bite my lip when he grins at me before sliding the note into his pocket. I look down at my book and try to read it instead of thinking about spending time alone with Noah Tale.





Chapter 9





Noah slides his arm around my shoulders after I say goodbye to Tavvy, who looks pleased with herself before walking off. I don’t know what is going through her head about Noah and me, but I’m not encouraging her. I let Noah guide me down the corridors, towards the main hallway which is filled with students going to their lessons. Most stop to look at us or start whispering as they flash glances my way. I look over as I spot Ella with two blond guys at her side, all of them are stood with their arms crossed, watching us with serious expressions. I wave at Ella, who doesn’t wave back, but instead she narrows her eyes at me.

“Ella is not someone to be friends with in here. She has been trying to get close to us since we moved to the island,” Noah warns me, and I look up at him as we get to the doors at the end of the corridor he has led me down.

“You moved to the island? Is that where you all went?” I ask him as he lets me go to put his hand on the doorknob. I try to hide the pain in my voice, but I’m pretty sure he hears it anyway.

“Yeah, our parents moved us here and told us about our heritage early,” he explains, flashing me a slightly sad look before looking away towards his hand. I gape as his hand glows bright yellow, and a burning smell drifts to me. When he moves his hand away and the glow is gone, I can see he has burnt a hole where the handle used to be, and he effortlessly pushes the door open.

“So, you glow? What is your descendant power?” I ask him as I walk into the glass house we have stepped into. Noah closes the door behind us, not answering me as I stare around the room. The greenhouse is huge, filled to the rim with multi-coloured plants and even some trees, by the looks of it. There is a yellow stone path down the middle that leads to a circle waterfall with brown benches all around it.

“My heritage is a little hard to explain, but let’s go and sit before I tell you,” he suggests, waving a hand at the benches. Purely because I want to know what his descendant power is, and just because I want to talk to him, I follow.

“I’m guessing you’re something to do with light?” I ask, waiting to see.

“Close,” he says, sitting right next to me and looking over at the water falling from the fairy statue’s hands in the middle of the waterfall.

“Out with it then,” I say, turning a little and running my finger over the water in the basin.

“Okay, so my family always has twins. Every single generation has had powers, no exception. Our line is close to the human’s fairy tale of the sun and the moon. The human’s fairy tale says a mother cursed her children because of how they acted. The one man was cursed to always burn and be hated. The daughter was blessed to be cool and loved. But I glow like the sun, literally, and Tobias glows like the moon. He freezes things though, not burns them like me,” he explains, and I’m a little speechless for a moment.

“Okay, wasn’t expecting that,” I chuckle. I’m literally a little shocked.

“There is a rumour that the actual sun and moon where named after our ancestors, but who really knows?” he shrugs like it’s no big deal. I get a sleeping princess, and he gets the freakin’ sun. Go figure.

“It shouldn’t shock me too much. You guys always did blow hot then cold with each other,” I say thinking back to how Noah and Tobias were always arguing with each other. Tobias was the more playful one back then, but now, it seems the roles have reversed somehow. “And everyone else if I remember right.”

“Not you though. Never our sleepy girl,” he admits. “We never pushed you away.”

“You left…none of you even bothered saying goodbye to me,” I blurt out, though my voice is quiet, and I can’t meet his eyes as I keep talking. “None of you said a word, and it crushed me. It crushed Quinton as well.”

“Do you think we wanted to leave you? Fucking hell, we all fought as hard as we could to stay, Madi!” Noah snaps, and my eyes widen as all of Noah glows slightly yellow. Almost like a shimmer covers his skin, and suddenly, the room feels a lot warmer than it already was. I don’t know what expression is on my face, but Noah growls in response, picking my hand up off the water, but I pull my hand out of his grasp and stand up.

“I only wanted a goodbye. A reason. Anything other than my best friends disappearing like I meant nothing to them,” I tell him, finally meeting his eyes which are swimming with guilt. “You just left.”

“You had Quinton,” Noah retorts in anger, standing up. “We came back once…just to see you. You and Quinton looked happy enough together as you kissed in your room.” I flinch at his accusation and how he knows Quinton and I were together.