The Interview
The room was damp and gloomy, but still open. A cool breeze flew in from the windows. But Iselin wasn't thinking about that. She was staring at the woman across from her. The woman was forty-ish, with deep purple hair and eyes. Her face was covered with too much makeup. She looks like a hooker! Iselin thought giddily.
The woman narrowed her eyes. "Best not to think these things right before your interview, princess."
Iselin's eyes widened. "You were in my head."
The woman did not respond to that. She didn't have to. Instead she raised her head, ever so slightly. "Stand up," she ordered. Iselin obliged. The woman looked her over. "Princess Iselin Garnet of Whisperia. If I saw you on the street, I'd have pegged you for the Alfea type. Long straight hair… a midriff shirt… a headband. Why should I admit you to the top school for witches in the universe?"
"I'm a quick learner. I know I had great SAT scores. And I'm powerful."
"Show me."
Iselin froze. "Um…"
"Don't 'um' me, girl. I don't have time for spoiled royalty. I'll pack you and those two commoners you applied with off and back to Whisperia in an instant. Now show me your power."
Iselin seethed. I can't go back home in shame. My mother was a Cloud Tower Girl. So was Grandmother. I will not be the first to fail!
In her anger, her nervousness, her desperation, Iselin shot a blast of cold, pure ice from her fingers. It hit the woman who was interviewing her dead in the face.
The woman snapped her fingers, and the ice was gone. "Good job. Exactly what I wanted."
It didn't sound sincere. Iselin wondered how long it would be before she was kicked out of the office with a blast of magic. But the woman surprised her. "Sit."
Iselin sat before she could change her mind.
The woman gave a small smile. "I'm Headmistress Alyxa Griffin. Welcome to Cloud Tower… may I call you Icy?"
Iselin smiled. "Icy is fine, ma'am."
Author's Note: This is just something I'm going to do for fun between chapters of my three active stories (Legacy of Light, Starcrossed, and Fly or Fall). So not too serious, and likely all very short. Tell me what you want to see.