The Chronicles of Fire and Ice (The Legend of the Archangel Book 1) Read Online Free

grip her upper arms, not hard though, just gentle enough that she could feel it. His touch felt cool even through her sweater. He looked down at her with a smirk. He stood an entire head higher and his gaze penetrated through her for the second time that day.
    “ That’s okay, Scarlett,” he replied in a voice as smooth as his singing voice.
    His hair was dark brown and his eyes were the most amazing chocolate brown she had ever seen, just a touch lighter than his hair, so edible… wait, did he just say her name?
    “ How, uh… do you know my name?” she stuttered.
    “ You have a face that’s hard to forget,” he chuckled. He dropped his hands and stepped out of the doorway, locking it behind him. He then stepped around her, so that she was now standing with her back to his door, and he was standing in the middle of the hall.
    “ Plus,” he was looking at her again with those eyes. Scarlett wished quietly that he wouldn’t, but at the same time that he would never stop.
    “ Your hair is the colour of Heavenly Fire. It’s also hard to forget.” He turned and began to walk away.
    Scarlett had so many questions. Why did she feel like she knew him? How did he know what Heavenly Fire looked like? You can’t see it unless you unlock the ability to. But she didn’t ask him.
    “ Wait! You know my name, but I don’t know yours,” she called after him. He froze, pivoted on his boot heel, and looked at her with those eyes again.
    “ Dyston, my name’s Dyston,” he smiled. Then he turned and disappeared down the hallway. Duh, she knew that.
    Something stirred inside Scarlett, she felt drawn to Dyston in a magical way, and she couldn’t explain it. She headed back down to the third floor, hoping she and Dyston would cross paths again soon.

    Her first class the next day was Dramatic arts. She loved drama, but even though she felt that this wasn’t her calling, she knew that drama helped you with self-confidence and bravery. Scarlett felt brave but not self-confident. As soon as she stepped inside the classroom, which was more like an auditorium, Joshua and Emer called her over.
    “ Yoo-Hoo, Scarlett!” sang Emer. Scarlett sauntered over and sat next to her. Emer grinned at Joshua, and he smiled weakly back at her. Poor thing. She was in denial, Scarlett thought.
    When t heir Professor walked in, her Mary Jane’s clicking on the stage, the room fell silent.
    “ Is that her real hair?” whispered Scarlett.
    “ I think so,” replied Emer. Scarlett couldn’t help but gawk. Their professor’s hair looked like candy-floss, but with more fuchsia.
    “ Hello, class,” Their professor began when she reached centre stage. The candy floss-haired Professor wore black slacks, a gold sparkly blouse, and a black blazer with a white lapel. “I am Professor Magenta, but everyone calls me Mag.” There was applause. Scarlett wondered if every time she spoke she got applause.
    “ Today, you will be learning how to be confident with your peers and with yourself. Now for the first exercise, follow me.”
    Mag led them into an adjoining room, which was more lik e a gym. It had a springy floor and punching bags around the perimeter.
    “ I’m just finishing up, Mag, so don’t mind me,” said a voice Scarlett had heard before. She hadn’t noticed him at first, but using a punching bag in the far right corner of the room was Lakyn.
    “ Take your time, Professor Lakyn,” said Meg.
    “ He’s hot!” Emer whispered into Scarlett’s ear.
    “ Yeah,” was all she could manage. She couldn’t take her eyes off him. She had to admit he did something to her. She shook her head as if to shake away the thought. What was it with those Blackbell boys?
    “ This is a trust exercise. I want you to pair up.” Mag told the class. Emer immediately grabbed a hold of Joshua’s arm. He looked like he wanted to be somewhere else.
    Scarlett glanced around for a potential partner, but her eyes only found Lakyn, who gave her a wink. She