Angels fall first. Part one of chapter one.
I lay there in bed as the morning sun shines through the window wondering if this is what I really want to do. Become a glaive, fight for Lucis and never look back at my past.
"Come on Crowe! It's our last day and I don't want to spend it getting you up!"
Aranea begins to eagerly pull me off my bed, except she trips over some of her shoes and meets the floor first. We both end up in a mess of tears of laughter.
"Alright, fine, what do we wear?"
I begin to panic as I realise that Nyx might have to come back today to mentor one of the students choosing to become a glaive.
"Calm down Crowe! Everyone's wearing their end of year dresses and suits."
In my mind I silently wonder how Aranea is so calm about this.
"Ohhh I get it. Someone is worried she'll see Nyx! All the more reason to wear your dress!"
I stand up leaving Aranea on the floor to laugh and quickly change into my aqua blue sparkling dress that falls to the floor and has a low v-neck. After that I begin to put up my knee-length black hair.
Later in the evening.
As I walk into the dance hall in the line of girls I begin to look around.
Quickly my eyes lay on the choosing papers before I hear a distinct familiar voice, once I will never forget, even after I die.
I continue to walk except my eyes say different as they meet with Nyx's.
Out of confusion and shyness I turn my head back to my friends while still trying not to raise any conspiracies between me and Nyx.
Yet I hear the sound of a soldier walking over to me.