Hiya. So this is the first chapter for my Wizardess Heart fanfic. Imma start off by saying that Klaus is effing bae, okeh. I'm on day eight or so, and it honestly surprises me I haven't spent any money on it. I've legit started setting timers for every four hours when I get a story ticket. He's hot, and I get to talk back sometimes. Perfection, right? Always having to apologize to Elias was really freaking annoying. . . And now I'm rambling. Okeh, I'm done. Anyway, I should explain that with every game I use the same character, Luna Glass, who's basically me except with a magical name. I'm going to be using her that for all my SWD fanfics, just so you know.
The title of this chapter is a reference to the song "Kick Me To the Curb" by the Dollyrots. Enjoy!
Please note that I do not own the Shall We Date franchise or any of its characters. The only thing I do own is the MC, Luna.
Wick pawed at the bow around my neck.
I absolutely hated school uniforms, but it's not like I had much of a choice. I traditionally displayed more of a pastel choice of clothing: maybe my turquoise skater dress with mermaids on it paired with my pair of white tights that gave the illusion that they were thigh-highs. The ones with Artemis from Sailor Moon on them. All tied together with a pair of Iron Fist heels. Something like that.
But no, I was stuck in a white sleeveless Peter-pan collared blouse, a heavy high-waisted skirt, a blazer, black knee high socks, and a bow around my neck. At least I was able to wear shoes of my choosing with the uniform, which today meant my Iron Fist "Like a Virgin" ankle boots.
Wick snuggled his little hairless body against my collar for warmth against the rough breeze.
I stood at the bottom of the steps looking up to the auditorium and main building. I was supposed to go meet with the head of the academy on my second day, but I decided to explore campus before I checked into my dorm.
The building itself was bigger than anything I'd ever seen before. It had the architectural beauty of a grand chapel; stains glass windows and cut rock and columns, but it also had the feeling of an opera house. All echo-y and shit.
Wick pawed at my chin, bringing me back to reality. "Jeez man, calm your tits... " I whispered, and promptly began the long climb up the steps. All around me, kids around my age, talking with friends and practicing magic. It was almost like one of those stereotypical 'new girl in school' movies.
Finally reaching the top of the stairs, I grasped the handle of a door that was too fucking heavy for my little arms to pry open. Damn my little arms. It wasn't until someone came out of the building that I was able to slide in before the door closed.
My heeled boots click-clacked on the marble floor. Down the hallway was various artifacts. I stopped at a scale, like the one on the judicial system's logo. The whole thing was gold, save for the one little Aqua jewel at the fulcrum. Only the edges of the plates looked slightly worn. Just as I reached out to touch it, an authoritative voice came from behind me.
"Don't touch that." He said. In that moment, I froze. Just my luck, in trouble already. I turned my head to find a blonde guy towering over my five-foot frame. He was pretty hot actually, with his blonde hair, muscular build, and violet eyes. But Wick stared at him with a judging eye, as if to tell him to fuck off.
"What're you doing here, bunnyhead?" I wasn't sure what he meant by that. "Bunnyhead?"
"You hair makes you look like an Easter egg." He said, gesturing to my Pastel pink hair. "Welp, I'm going to take that as an attempt to get at me." I said, trying to mirror the authoritative look on his face. "That's not what I meant." He said, leaning in, obviously annoyed. I cocked an eyebrow and offered a slight smile. "It was a joke." He relaxed a little. "I'm going to call you Bunnyhead then." I shrugged my shoulders.
"You're awfully suspicious." He said to me. Wick began to hiss a little bit. "I'm a new student here." I said while petting Wick, in attempt to calm him down a little. "Luna Glass." He chuckled, but it wasn't one of those, 'haha that was funny' chuckles, it was one of those 'pfft, what's wrong with you' chuckles. "So you're the one who didn't show up." I raised an eyebrow again. "Didn't your letter tell you to wait at the train station so someone could pick you up?"
I looked down at my bag, silently scolding that asshole of a letter for not telling me this. "Lucky I was able to track the letter using magic." he said matter-of-factly. "Yeah, sorry. No, Mr. Letter didn't tell me anything about that actually." He rolled his eyes. "Well, I've wasted a considerable amount of time." This guy was losing his charm by the minute. It was like every time he opened his mouth, he got less and less handsome.
"I'm Klaus Goldstein. This academy's Prefect." He said finally. But what even is a prefect? "Prefect?"
"Its like a student rep of sorts." he explained. "It's the job given to the highest ranked student, i.e. me." Yep, he was full of himself. This Klaus-fella was hella cocky. "You're from Reitz, aren't you?" He asked me, trying to make casual conversation. "Yeah?"
"You were a vet there, healing animals." He said. Ok, how the hell did he know that? "Yeah, you're lucky this place allows small familiars." he said referring to Wick. "How did you know all that?" I asked, seriously questioning if this guy was a psychic or something. "Hmm, well lets see, TODAY IT WAS MY JOB TO PICK YOU UP AND SHOW YOU AROUND THE ACADEMY!" He yelled back in a smart ass tone. Yeah, I guess I really should've put two and two together. I cringed at the sudden change of volume. "I already know a little bit about you."
"Anyway," he began. "Why are you here? You're only supposed to check into the girls dorm today, and then see Schuyler and them tomorrow." Wick crawled up my arm onto my shoulder. "Yeah, I know, I just thought I'd find out where I'm going." It was a lie, but I wanted to seem more responsible in front of this guy.
"Didn't you get the map when you got your acceptance letter?" He asked. Honestly, the only thing I looked at from that manilla envelope was the fancy piece of paper that said "Congratulations" at the top. He seemed to understand my lack of response. "You should've actually read the acceptance letter, everything in there was to prevent exactly this from happening." It wasn't my fault I was so excited that I didn't read anything else. . . Actually it was, but that was beside the point, point being that Klaus is a meanie-butt. "It is seriously beyond me how you managed to get accepted here."
I glared at him, holding back the urge to punch him. Jeez, man. I didn't deserve that kind of disrespect, even if I was a little spacy sometimes. His face showed nothing but disapproval.
"I'll walk to the girls dorm." He said with a sigh, and led me out of the main building. We passed through the courtyard and the gardens. I stopped for a moment to admire the scenic view. Fortunately, Klaus stood there with me instead of walking off, leaving me behind. "The academy is so much bigger than I imagined." I said, breaking the awkward silence. I began to explain why I came here in the first place, to Gedonelune Royal Magic Academy, and my love for Serge Durandal.
As someone with a great affinity and love for animals, tamer Serge Durandal has been an inspiration for me ever since I was little. He was a student here at Gedonelune, so naturally I wanted to follow in his footsteps. He was a legendary mage who was said to be the reincarnation of Claude Molders for Christ's sake! I'd always wanted to meet him. Unfortunately for me, he apparently disappeared off the face of the earth about six years ago.
"So basically you're following the footsteps of someone who vanished without a trace." Klaus commented. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, because it's always been my dream to disappear. You know what I meant!" A look of fear and loathing crossed his face. "You don't even know what kind of person he was." He sighed. "Your intellectual quotient must be the same as the one of a child, who is willing to grow up to be a dragon." It was his turn to roll his eyes, his annoyingly attractive eyes I might add.
"Asshole! I never said I wanted to be a dragon!" I yelled. He did one of those mean chuckles again. "You're the one who said you wanted to be like Serge, Bunnyhead." I threw my arms up in defeat.
"So what are you going to do with your future?" he asked again. "Considering you apparently don't plan on disappearing like Serge or anything. What did you come here to do?"
I thought for a few moments, deciding to answer his question genuinely. "To defeat the odds pitted against me, I guess." For once it was Klaus who was looking confused. "Wow, way to be deep there, Bunnyhead. What does that even mean?"
"Well, I lost my parents to an epidemic when I was little," It hurt thinking about this. "and I lived on the streets for a short while. Until this older woman who ran the local vet's clinic took me in. She raised me. Turns out she lost her family to the epidemic, too. We were each other's family. She gave me everything I lost and taught me about caring for animals. I want to defeat the obstacles pitted against me, and make her proud of me."
Klaus was silent for a few moments, before rudely stating "I don't believe it. You came here with such weak ambition?" I clutched Wick to my chest, telling him I was offended. "With people like you coming here, this academy is really doomed." His sharp words pierced my heart so much, I felt like I would shrivel up and die. He was just plain malicious, insulting me and my background like that. I decided I would try to avoid him if possible. The audacity of this guy . . .
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?" I yelled back at him. He simply shrugged and began walking again. Asshole . . .
"We're here, this is the girls' dorm. You're expected to attend classes tomorrow, so I'd get to bed as soon as possible if I were you." Klaus said once we got to the dorm. "Yes sir." I said coldly, before walking into the building, leaving him standing out there in the night. I hoped I'd never have to see him again.
The dorm was all too quiet inside, the only thing that could be heard was the old grandfather clock in the back of the room. "I'm here, I'm here. . . " the dorm mother said, entering from the next room over. She was an older lady with long gray hair and thick glasses. I instantly liked her. "Luna, is it?" She asked stepping closer. I nodded with a smile, and Wick, standing on my shoulder, began to purr. "Ah, darling, darling!" The dorm mother said as she came in came in for a big hug. "I got a message from Klaus that you might be late, got lost did you? Oh well, I'm glad you found your way here." She gave the tightest bear hug ever. "But after a couple of days here I expect you to be back by curfew." she said seriously. I nodded again.
"The list of dorm rules is posted on the inside of your bedroom door, I'd suggest looking it over when you get a chance." Despite the nice dorm mother, there were apparently strict rules around here. Ironic. "Yes ma'am!" I said with a cheerful smile.
"Well, I suggest you get up to your room so you can get some shut eye before your first official day here." She said, sending me off to bed.
Walking up the stairs and through the halls, I began to think about my roommate. What kind of girl would she be? Would she be a total traditional scumbag and ridicule me for my hair and clothes, or would she be cool and relaxed? Hmm, room 203. Second floor, room three. I continued down the hall to until I found my room. I took a deep breath to gather my courage as I stood in front of the door. I cautiously put the key in the lock and turned.
A girl with red hair and a goofy grin plastered across her face sat on the bed on the other side of the room. "Luna! I'm Amelia Nile! Pleased to meet you! Is that your familiar? He's so cute! I'm glad to have you here!" Jeezus, this girl talked a million miles an hour. At least she seemed cool . . .