Le Author - Welcome to my first Monster High fic that isn't AU. I hope you will enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Monster High or any of the characters mentioned in this story besides Nyx, Tain, Emilia, Senora Gatia, and Lucian. I only own my characters, the idea of a witch's cat and the story itself.
"It is such an honor to have a Blackwell grace our halls," Headmistress Bloodgood said from her head's position on the desk between us.
I nodded and smiled warmly back at her. I was glad my glamour was working. I looked exactly like Emilia, all I had to do was act like the real thing and everything would go fine.
"Well we've been considering Monster High for a while but we haven't had the opportunity until now," I told her. "With the politics among the families at its height I decided I'd take this opportunity to see how the Monster World stands."
"Completely understandable," Headmistress said, her head bobbing up and down on the thin neck that supported it. We both glanced over to the door as a knock rang through the room. It opened a crack and a blue girl with blond hair and webbed fingers poked her head in.
"Ah Lagoona," the Headmistress said. "This is Nyx Blackwell. She is new and I thought it would be nice if you could show her around the school for the day. Nyx, this is Lagoona Blue; you'll shadow her for the day and then start your own classes tomorrow." The headless body handed me a time table. I glanced at it briefly before the Headmistress returned her head to her shoulders and stood.
I stood with her and shook her hand.
"Welcome to Monster High," she said. I tried to hide a wave of fear as returned her strong grip and turned toward the blond girl waiting.
"You can call me Lagoona," the girl said as we walked out of the main office and into the empty halls way.
She continued talking but I vaguely paid attention. I was glancing around the halls, glad they were empty of lurking students. We only passed a few as we made our way. I was glad none of them had been were; I don't want my smell to give me away on my first day.
"Well this is it," Lagoona said as we stopped in front of a pair of double doors. I peaked though the windows to see an auditorium full of students. "You can sit with me."
She opened the door and entered. I paused at the threshold glancing around.
Mr. Rotter was standing in the center of the floor and had been speaking before we entered. Now the entire class was silent, everyone staring at me. I clutched my messenger bag to my side and slowly followed Lagoona down the middle aisle toward two empty seats at the very bottom.
I stood at the bottom of the stairs as Lagoona approached the teacher and handed her the hall pass and explained who I was. Even though my glamour didn't have fur, I could still feel is standing on edge from all the stares I was getting. I could hear whispers all around as I still stood there watching Lagoona and the teacher.
"Oooh, a new girl."
"Damn, is she hot or what."
"Aww, poor thing looks nervous. We should say hi after class."
"ANOTHER normie?"
"Why should we? She's a commoner."
"Cleo, be nice. It's your job as Student Council President to welcome her."
I tried to glance anywhere but at the students whispering as Lagoona returned to my side.
"Welcome, Ms. Blackwell," Mr. Rotter said as he dusted off his jacket and stood up straighter. I heard the whispers grow louder behind me. "You may take a seat next to Ms. Blue if you like. If not you may use my desk." This caused the class to grow even rowdier.
I nodded and followed Lagoona down a row of seats. The whispers got worse and I was devastated as I noticed as I sat between Lagoona and a zombie girl with glasses that we were placed in the exact middle of the row. I was literally dead and center; the perfect spot to be stared at.
"Let us continue," Mr. Rotter said. "Ms. Blackwell you may borrow Ms. Blue's or Ms. Yelp's notebook and textbook to follow along." Lagoona pushed her text book over toward me.
I tried to follow along but my hearing was too good. The group of girls a few rows above us were especially hard to ignore.
"Oh my Ra! A real Blackwell? Here?"
"What's a Blackwell?"
"Ain't they those witches that made Salem famous or wa'ever?"
"They are only the most famous, most prestigious clan of witches of the dynasty! They can trace their lineage all the way back before Merlin."
"A bird?"
"She must sit with me at lunch. I will not let a Blackwell see the underbelly of this school."
I scrunched my eyes shut and tried to block them out. I glanced down at open text before me. I blinked in recognition. I glance over at Lagoona and noticed her brow furrowed in confusion. She apparently didn't understand it.
"Can anyone translate the phrase on the board?" Mr. Rotter asked stepping back from said board. No one raised their hand, everyone but the zombie next to me had a puzzled look on their face. A human looking boy a few rows away was scrambling his papers and looked like the only one close to answering. I furrowed my own brow.
How was this hard? It was so simple. I glanced around again as Mr. Rotter started tapping his foot in annoyance. I attentively raised my hand, earning several dubious looks from my neighbors. Mr. Rotter had a smug look on his face as he called on me.
"Yes Ms. Blackwell?"
"'One is not simply born into their life; they must make it their own'," I quoted, lowering my hand nervously.
Mr. Rotter grinned proudly at me and I tried not to shy into my seat. "Well done Ms. Blackwell," he praised. "As expected from a daughter of one of the most powerful monster families of the age. Well done."
He continued to ramble but I ignored him. I flinched when the ghouls around me turned toward me.
"Woah," Lagoona whispered in her sweet Great Scarier Reef accent seeming to ignore my flinch. It had taken me a while because I've never met one before, but I figured that she was a sea monster. "I've never seen Mr. Rotter praise anyone before. Besides Ghoulia."
The zombie next to me moaned. "That was amazing. I'm Ghoulia Yelps by the way. Pleasure to meet you." She held out a hand and I shook it gently still slightly nervous.
"Nyx Blackwell," I said brushing the white streak in my pitch black hair behind my ear. "Nice to meet you too."
"Wow, you can even speak zombie," Lagoona said from my other side. "That horrifying."
I gave her a confused look as I glanced between the two girls.
"She means awesome," Ghoulia moaned. "It's the way most of monster's speak now a days."
"Oh," I said. Growing up, we spoke like humans. Normally horrifying meant something bad. It would take awhile to get used to it meaning good.
Luckily the bell rang.
"Remember I expect your essays on the different dialects of Dragonish on my desk tomorrow morning," Mr. Rotter called to the class. The students ignored him, grabbing bags, books and pens as they shuffled out the door. I picked up my own bag and stood to walk out with Lagoona and Ghoulia when Mr. Rotter approached.
"Horrifiying job today Ms. Blackwell," Mr. Rotter praised. I tried not to fidget.
"Thank you sir," I said.
"I don't have you on my roster yet. I'd like you to take this home and complete it." He handed me a stack of curling yellowed papers. "No pressure; they will just help me figure out which level to put you in."
I glanced at the stack of papers. They were several advanced looking tests. Each question seamed to pertain to a different language. I already recognized several.
"I would like to see them on my desk by Friday. I have the greatest of faith in you Ms. Blackwell." He turned and I took that as a dismissal.
"Woah," Lagoona said in amazement as we exited the classroom and morphed with the rush of students. They seemed to part before us as we made our way down the hall. I tried not to notice that or all the stares I was getting.
"It is amazing," Ghoulia groaned from my right. "May I see the tests?"
I handed them over. She flipped though them as we made our way toward what I overheard was called the 'creepateria'. It was really going to take awhile before the monster lingo fit in. I was just glad I hadn't ran into any weres yet. I just hope I smelled human enough.
"So after lunch I have Ocean-ogre-phy but if you want you can go with Ghoulia, I think she has Clawculus," Lagoona was saying as we entered a large crowded room full of tables. Students cluttered and clustered around the plastic settings. My nose twitched at the revolting mix of rotting vegetables and greasy meats. "If not I'm sure one of the ghouls won't mind letting you tag along with them."
We stood in a line and made our way down an embankment of glass windows, behind which stood ogres and ghouls with platters of trays. Lagoona picked up a Styrofoam tray and offered it to me. I shook my head and patted my bag where my own lunch awaited me.
"I packed my lunch. I didn't know they had public meals," I said as we continued down the line. I tried to ignore my sense of smell as we continued down the line. My stomach was nauseous enough from nerves I didn't need to see the food to know it'd be worse.
We continued down the line, in slow motion as the two ghouls made small talk. I explained that I was home schooled, that I had lived in Salem since I was little, traveling a lot between there and New Goreleans. Finally the line ended and we were free. I followed them toward a table already packed with people.
"Ghouls," Lagoona said taking her seat next to a girl in pink and black. "This is Nyx Blackwell. She just moved here from Salem, the real one."
I smiled meekly and gave a half wave from the edge of the table. I looked around for a seat when a girl at the head of the table clapped her hands and two Anubis men cleared off a seat next her. I gave a better smile as I took the spot. "Thanks," I muttered.
"I am Princess Cleo de Nile," the gold girl said. "And I would like to give you the royal welcome to Monster High." She snapped her fingers and the Anubis men came back and placed a plate of grapes, pomegranates and other exotic fruit before me then stood behind us and fanned us with peacock feathered fans.
"And I'm Draculaura," said the pink girl with a sweet smile. I noticed her fangs. "And that's Frankie and Clawdeen." I gave each of them a small wave as she gestured toward a mint green skinned girl with stitches and a werewolf girl. I was blissfully thankful that the goddess had willed that she be at the other end of the table, farthest from me.
"Welcome to Monster High!" said the Frankie girl with a chipper smile.
"Nyx," I said, though it was obvious.
"So tell me Nyx," Cleo said with a pompous air. "What's it like being a Blackwell?"
I brushed my streak back again avoiding their gaze. "Well it's pretty normal I guess. I've actually never met any monsters before besides other witches."
"Is it true you guys are necromancers?" Frankie asked.
I winced. I had really hoped that wouldn't be brought up. The wolf girl hit her softly on the shoulder.
"Technically," I said. "We don't raise the dead anymore but we do still practice. Necromancy is more of a style of magic we practice than a specific type."
"Father says your family was one of the first to create zombies," Draculaura said.
"You guys created zombies?" Frankie asked. "That is voltagous!"
"The first zombies were actually slaves and resurrected love ones. The Blackwells didn't create the first zombie, though they were the ones to perfect the spell that created the species," Ghoulia moaned from the other side of Cleo. Lagoona translated it for her.
"That's wicked cool," Clawdeen said.
I tried to smile back as the girls started bombarding me with questions. I had to explain to them that most of the witch community didn't actually live in the monster world so I didn't understand most of the pop culture references they made.
"That is like so sad," Cleo said. "I couldn't imagine living in the normie world." By now I'd caught on that normie meant human.
"I can loan you my copies of CoverGhoul and Forever 13 if you'd like," Frankie said digging in her bag. "They really helped me when I was learning the ropes after I was born." I glanced at her queerly.
"I don't mean to be rude or anything, but what type of monsters are you?" I asked truly curious. "I've met zombies before but other than that the witch families only socialize with each other."
"It's no problem mate," Lagoona said with a nice smile. "I'm a sea monster from down under." I nodded.
"I'm a vampire," Draculaura smile her fangs flashing. "But don't worry, I'm vegetarian."
"I am a mummy from the long prestigious line of de Nile mummies," Cleo said with an air of righteousness. I remember vaguely learning about the de Niles while home schooled.
"I don't really know what I am," Frankie said. "I'm a Frankenstein I guess. I was born a few years ago." I stared at her wide eyed. A real Franken monster? Wow.
"And I'm a werewolf," Clawdeen said. "Most of the other wolves you see around are my siblings. Its dreadfully annoying." She rolled her eye.
"There are a lot of other monsters here at monster high too," Frankie said. "There are ghosts and ghouls. There Manny the minotaur. Duece, Cleo's boyfriend, is a gorgon. Jackson and Holt are Jekyll and Hyde's kids, they're kinda confusing, especially if you try and date them at the same time." She chuckled but didn't look put down.
"Gil's a fresh water monster and Operetta's the daughter of the Phantom of the Opera," Lagoona explained.
"We also have several hybrids as well," Ghoulia said.
"Wow," I commented. A thought occurred to me then. "Any werecats?"
"Sure," Frankie said. "There's Catty Noir, she's a famous singer and she's on tour in Boo York right now, and Catrine, that's her over there." I spotted the white werecat in purple pastels sitting with what appeared to be a gargoyle couple. My ears picked up them speaking French.
"There's also Toralei and the twins Purrsephone and Meowlody," Cleo said. "You should steer clear of them. They're nothing but trouble."
I nodded quickly. That made four attending the school at the moment. I just prayed to the goddess that I wouldn't run into them at all.
The shrill of the bell rang and lunch ended. The ghouls stood up and I joined them.
"So are you coming with me or you going with one of the ghouls?" Lagoona asked. I shrugged.
"Me, Ula-D and Clawdeen all have PD together this hour," Frankie explained as we exited into the hallway.
"I think I'll go with Ghoulia," I told the ghouls.
"'Right," Lagoona said. "I have swim meet after school so I'll see you tomorrow."
I waved good bye as we split in the hall and turned to follow Ghoulia.
Le Author - Thank you for reading. I'd really appreciate it if you'd give me some feed back on what you think so far. I don't know how far I'll go with this. The idea just randomly came to me today. I hope you enjoyed it though. Peace.
