Chapter 98: Covenstead {1}
I kept ssing around with the radio hoping to get a good channel or sothing, anything to stop
from concentrating in my head, but I just t with cracks and distorted noises, was the network off?
"Co on" I growled silently, probably frustrated that this damn radio won’t listen to .
"It’s not..."
My eyes snapped to Owen before he could speak, I was still angry by what he did, he seed amused after he just flipped
off the bed, luckily I landed on the sheets and not the floor.
"Co on" he urged in a sweet tone.
I rolled my eyes. "I need anything, a station would do, it’s too quiet"
"Well we’re almost there so loosen up"
I remained silent.
"You could just play music from your phone"
"It won’t help" I murmured knowing that fully well music will only aggravate the possibility for , I had no intention for that and the music on my phone wasn’t exactly sothing that can keep your mind off things.
"I have songs that you know..." he began as my eyes glanced at him holding up his phone while still keeping his eyes on the road.
I took it and connected the Bluetooth.
"Just play the first playlist"
I did and an upbeat song started playing and then followed by a guy singing, was that rap?
"Who?"
His smirk broadened. "Juice Wrld"
Well, it does sound nice.
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After an hour of the ride, he made a turn to an estate looking building, my eyes observed them, the land was spacious and the buildings were brownish, also giving it that country house feel, the building was well crafted and it looked pretty old.
"This is where you live?" I asked.
"Yeah, old I know, but still ho. This house has been in my family for generations, it’s the head family house and also called the covenstead"
I faced him. "Head family?"
He strokes a nod, packing at an area and we both get down slamming the door shut.
"Can you explain?"
He smiled. "I will, beside this is a tour"
I smiled, I always loved when I got to know things, I should be thankful that the law of Coexistence doesn’t apply to .
"As you know we have families which consist of witches and warlocks, your family is part of them, but in all that there’s a head family, which is mine, the Shermans" He locked gazes with . "The Adams and the rest of other families are the branch family"
"Oh... so that ans if the Adams were part of the head family I would live here?"
"Yes... well that can technically happen if you marry into the head family, in an arranged marriage or what not"
I punched his arm as he chuckled before adjusting my glasses. "That is so old fashion"
"Well it was done those days"
I brought my eyes back to the building. "It looks big when closer"
"Yeah I know, wait until you see the garden or the class halls"
"Wait, class hall?" I said, flicking my eyes multiple tis, we walked into the lobby.
"Yes, for the night class"
I ca to a stop and he did too.
"Night classes, that ans you attend high school and classes here?" I was trying to wrap my eyes around it.
"Yeah, lem show you," he said with an amused look and also excited like he just couldn’t wait to let
see what he had to show
and I was showing the exact amount of interest now.
He lead
into the building, the ceiling was pretty high, and this looks more like a museum than a ho, this doesn’t seem like a ho at all, as we explored on our way I glimpsed so teens walking back and forth either engaging in talks or whatsoever, this gave
a feeling like it was school.
"Whenever the exams are over in high school this place gets pretty clouded, classes aren’t held just in the night but dayti too, just think of it as a sumr lesson" Owen explained.
Whoa, that was sothing! I couldn’t help observing the craft of this place, well detailed, the halls spacious and it certainly gave that vibe of harry potter, close to the building to be exact.
"Wait so, the classes" I faced Owen and his smile broadened.
"Yes magic classes, where we learn spells, controls, and other stuff"
My eyes went wide, truly a harry potter shit right here.
"The classes" he pointed to two open doors, I saw the seat roll inside, this was a school alright.
"Oh hey Owen and..." Henry paused when he saw .
"Hey" I waved.
"Hey" his eyes darted to Owen. "Is this okay?"
"Why wouldn’t it be?" I shrugged before Owen could say anything.
He nodded in acknowledgnt. "Just make sure you can handle it"
Well, I have been doing a lot of handling so far so yeah bring in on, my friends were warlocks who attend night classes and stuff, a lot to take in but it’s all good.
Now that Henry stood before , I noticed the black attire he had on, and it was coincidentally the sa as the others, was this a uniform? His consist of a black long sleeve shirt like a sweater and jeans, other guys I watched seed to wear the sa but either shirt or sweater and the girls the sa too with shirts or jeans.
"I’m guessing the black is the uniform" I studied the others.
"She’s getting a hang of it," Henry mused.
"Don’t you have class?" Owen intoned.
"Well just finished one, see ya, got so voodoo to do," he said, making spooky hands before walking away. Wait, was Miles here too?
"You know Vanessa was a teacher here once"
I snapped my eyes back to Owen. "What? Really?"
He nods in amusent.
"She taught
when growing up until she retired," he said walking ahead of
and I followed wanting to hear more interesting discoveries as I took my ti observing the area.
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