NovelEnglishChapter 6
My vision returns as fast as it left. Theo is on the floor at my feet groaning.
“What was that?” | demand, stepping back from Theo and clutching my hand.
“The spark,” Theo groans out, and then he starts laughing.
“What does...” | start, but I'm cut off by my door shattering into pieces. Makingshriek and jump back further.
A very angry-looking man stands in my doorway, breathing heavily. He takes in the scene in front of him. Dark
hair hangs over his eyes but it doesn’t hide the fury peeking out behind the dark locks. His hand shoots out
towardsand his fingers strain as if he is gripping something, then my oxygen is cut off. | scratch at my neck,
trying to remove whatever is wrapped around it that’s stoppingfrom breathing but there's nothing there.
“Mason stop, I'm fine,” Theo croaks out and pushes himself to his feet before knocking the dark-haired man’s
arm down. Precious air fills my lungs and I collapse to my knees in relief.
“Josie, are you okay?” Theo asks, kneeling in front of me.
“Get... out!” | rasp between deep breaths.
“Letget you checked over by a nurse,” Theo says softly, reaching out and touching my neck. His touch feels
soothing but also hurts my tender skin. | smack his hand away.
“You heard the lady, get out Theo, and take that psycho with you!” a female voice calls. | look up to see a short,
pixie-looking girl standing near my door, her hands are on her hips and she looks pissed.
“He didn’t mean it, he thought she was hurting me,” Theo explains.
“She was hurting you!” Mason shouts.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“No, it was amazing. It was The Spark,” Theo exclaims excitedly. Pixie girl laughs in disbelief and Mason looks
like someone just killed his kitten. His eyes land onagain and | swear | see murder there.
“Sure thing lover boy, everyone knows that’s a myth. Go take your boyfriend and daydream elsewhere,” she
dismisses. “And fix this damn door!” she adds coming to stand by my side.
“What's The Spark?” | croak out.
“Forget about that for now, we are starting you with the basics, not myths,” she smiles, holding out her hand for
me. | take it and let her pullto my feet. “I'm Dorothy, but everyone callsDot. Mr Collins askedto be
your guide, tutor and bestie,” she announces with a salute. “Okay, you caught me, | lied about the besties part
but we are going to be besties, | just feel it,” she almost squeals. I'm a little taken aback by her chirpy attitude
and how fast she speaks, especially after just being attacked by the Damon Salvatore wannabe. | look over to
my door and Theo and his murderous friend are nowhere to be seen, my door is also restored to its former glory,
you'd never guess it had been shattered into a million pieces just moments before.
“My door,” | gasp.
“Mason fixed it, he’s a grumpy, possessive jerk but he’s also fiercely protective and he’s great to have around
when things get broken, granted it’s usually him breaking them, but nobody is perfect,” she says with a shrug.
“If I ask you something, will you be honest withbecause I'm about ready to lose it,” | ask as | begin pacing
my room.
“Shoot,” she chirps, flopping back onto my bed and examining her bright pink nails.
“Is this a mental hospital? Because my mum has psychosis so maybe it's hereditary. After everything that’s
happened today I'm starting to think I've actually gone insane and all this is a hallucination and I'm a patient
here, not a student,” I blurt out.
“Nah, it's a school for Greys. Unless I'm hallucinating too... What if everyone here is having the same
hallucination and we all think we are at school but really it's a hospital? And Mr Collins is our hot doctor trying to
make us all sane again. That would be hilarious,” she says laughing hysterically. | stare at her wide-eyed until
she composes herself.
“Is that possible?” | ask. Almost afraid of what her answer will be.
“Nah. But | do like the idea of Mr Collins being a doctor, I'm going to call him that from now on. Now get dressed,
or we will miss dinner, and you don’t want to see what happens when | miss dinner,” she smiles sweetly.
“I don’t have any clothes,” | say with a grimace. Dot givesa knowing smile and snaps her fingers.
“Tah-dah,” she grins, and motions to my wardrobe. With a frown, | open the doors and look in awe at the now
fully stocked rails.
“How did you do this?” | ask in astonishment.
“Fine, you caughtin a lie again. It wasn’t me. Mr Collins toldhe had stocked your wardrobe. Girl, you
must have made a good impression on him. I’ve never seen him be so kind,” she says coming to stand beside
“Kind?” | snort. “He was anything but kind,” he must have brought this in whilst | was showering. Thank god |
didn’t walk out without the robe whilst he was here.
“Mmmhmm,” she mocks and pushes past me. She grabs a pair of very short black shorts, a black vest top and a
red oversized hoody with Greys Academy embellished on the front. Then she opens a drawer and picks out some
underwear before throwing it all at me. “Get dressed, let's go” she makes a shooing motion at me.
| take the clothes into the bathroom and dress quickly. Everything fits perfectly and | wonder how Mr Collins
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmknew my size, especially my underwear. | push the thought of him choosing underwear forfrom my mind, not
wanting that embarrassment to add to the shitstorm of a day. When | leave the bathroom Dot is holding out a
brand-new pair of crisp white Converse, | shove my feet into them and follow Dot out the door, ready to explore
my new world.
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