***EVELINE***

"Breathe," Zane whispers and I turn my head to look at him. I feel eyes on my back and I turn my head back just to lock eyes with Eden.

His jaw is clenched and shooting daggers at Zane. I turn back around and look at the professor, who has given a student to hand us book sand pens to us, the new students.

This is going to be along class. Anyone can feel the tension around. The other students already can because they don't seem to have the attention of the professor. It's like they're waiting for us to start a fight in the class.

I take the notebook and start to doddle at the back. The class of arcane magic is being introduced and when madame Thomill says that this is the only class that will be attended by those who wield magic, I pause in the middle of the doodle.