Trust Me chapter 4
A/N sorry for the note here, but I thought I should mention that Miranda and Other Protagonist have very different personalities, and are telling this story from where they are now. This means that as a child, Miranda may have been more fascinated by things, but where she is now she doesn't show as much emotion in them. Whereas Other Protagonist may be just as childish now as he was at a younger age uwu Just thought I'd explain that a little more c:
Miranda POV
I headed through the commons as if going to school, but turned to Rainbow Bridge instead, following the route to Unicorn Way. I was done with school, done with being picked on, and done with being weak and alone. I admired the waterfall as I always do when I cross the bridge and came to the closed gate of Unicorn Way. I tapped it with my index finger and ignored the awkward gaze of the general on guard duty as the metal gate lifted. I took a breath in and let it out as I stepped through the gate.
"Young wizard!" I was startled by the immediate gruff voice that called to me. I wasn't even sure if it was for me. Another general stood by the entrance to a cobblestone path, staring straight at me, so I figured he was speaking to me. I jogged over and gazed up. All guards looked the same to me, what with their identical uniforms and hats that covered their hair. "You must be a wizard who has completed school, correct?"
"Yes." I responded quickly before I could sound suspicious.
"Ok, I have a quest for you! Unicorn way is being overrun by ghosts and ghouls, and we need your help to rid it of them." He said in a strong, gruff voice, handing me an old piece of parchment paper. It read:
Defeat three wandering souls
Reward: 20 gold.
Okay, I admit I freaked out then because at such a low level and age, that was a lot of gold. I nodded and traveled to the spot where our school first battled monsters. I had already battled wandering souls before, and every wizard from the storm school was level 2 from our experiences, so this wasn't difficult. After defeating three of them, I grabbed a floating red-orange orb to replenish my health and jogged back over to the guard.
"Excellent! The spiral will be safer in your hands, young wizard." He leaned down to hand me a pouch of the promised gold and straightened again, resuming his guard duty. I thanked him and turned to leave. As I did, another voice called my name. I turned and to my luck, multiple people were waving for me. I sighed and tried to put on a smile as I accepted quests from five different people. It was a tiring day, but I was level six then. I thought about going back to the school to brag about my level increase, but decided against it. I would probably just get in trouble for missing class and get made fun of again no matter what I did.
For the next couple of days I repeated the same routine; running through Wizard City through alleys and avenues and boulevards defeating monsters and completing quests for gold. I was rich. I spent the gold on new robes with skirts that came above my knee in patchwork styles. Under them were leggings and boots again in my school colors. I don't know why I liked wearing the colors so much; they just flowed together so nicely. Now, just because I was completing quests and seeming like I was quickly progressing doesn't mean it was easy. It was taking forever. I really did live up to my nickname, as my spells fizzled so often that I could barely land a blow on the opponent. It may not seem like it, but I'd been doing this for about three months before it occurred to me that I had managed to avoid that boy and his friends. And I wasn't about to change that.
I walked through the commons on my way to Ravenwood to speak to Torrence to see if he could get my spell card I needed for my next level so that I didn't have to confront Professor Balestrom. I spoke too soon, as I watched the blond boy saunter up to me, hands in the pockets of his new purple and black pants. His shirt was colored to match.
"Well well well," He started. "If it isn't the Fizzler, back from the dead it seems." He smirked. "Where have you been? Parents take you out of school because they knew you weren't going to pass?" I wasn't going to let him best me this time. I inhaled before putting my hands on my hips and throwing him my best glare, which faltered a little.
"I'll have you know that I was out training by myself and I'm a much higher level than you." I had him now. His face didn't show any sign of surprise, and my confidence began to falter.
"Higher than 10?" My arms dropped to my sides, eyes widening in shock and horror. I must have gotten a month head start from everyone in my school and yet I was still two levels below them. I wasn't strong enough for some of the monsters out there, but everyone in my school must have had the same problems! I couldn't have been the only one! Or so I thought. A sly grin grew on his face, "that's what I thought. I'm the strongest in the school anyway. Though, everyone's probably stronger than you." My face got hot and soon enough, I felt a tear again. He laughed. "And also, it would be quite a shame if Balestrom got word of your class skipping, wouldn't it?" I let out a small gasp.
"You wouldn't." My voice quivered.
"Oh but I would very much do it."
"Hey!" He turned on his heel but stopped before he could take a step as the feminine voice was heard. We both turned to see three girls running our way. One of the girls in front took long strides up to the blond boy and gave him a shove. "Leave her alone!" Her short, mildly curly turquoise hair bouncing as she moved. She looked a lot like me, apart from the violet eyes that showed determination and power.
"Or what?" His two friends moved up next to him on both sides as the other two girls approached and did the same.
"Or we'll battle you here and now to show you who's really the strongest." The girl on the left stated. Her hair was also blond, as was the girl on the right side, green eyes differentiating them both. I stood on the side, watching back and forth as they glared each other down.
"You think you'd be able to beat us? You're just a bunch of girls."
"D-don't underestimate us!" The other blond of their group piped up. She twirled a finger through her long hair, trying her best to look intimidating before her sky blue eyes darted to the floor.
"Hah, be my guest," He summoned his star wand to his hand. He lifted it high to get a cheap move in before it was taken right out of his hand. "Hey, what-" He turned, eyes slowly traveling upwards to meet the eyes of an older boy. I watched as his eyes got wide and he and his friends backed away. His face reflected in the metal of the boy's gear, which looked far more advanced than anything I'd ever seen before.
"Now why would you pick on this poor girl?" His voice was deep and strong, almost dreamy. He twirled the wand in his hand, examining it as if it was some foreign object. All of the commotion was attracting a crowd, full of kids our age and older kids.
"I- I uh…" He stuttered. First-years were pretty much terrified of the older kids. They were all like skyscrapers to us, so we never really talked to them or even made eye contact.
"So you don't know? Well some might say go pick on someone your own size, but in your case, you shouldn't pick on anyone but ants." I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. He tossed the wand and the boy caught it, speechless. "In fact, don't pick on anyone at all." He then winked at me and began to walk away with a few of his friends. The crowd departed with a mix of laughter and whispers.
"You'll regret this." The boy stumbled and retreated with his accomplices to the commons. When the bustling sound of Ravenwood returned, the girls walked up to me.
"Are you all right?" The blue haired girl asked.
"Yeah," I lied. I was in fact not all right. I showed every bit of my weakness to him in a matter of seconds. I was nothing but a weak, frail girl who needed help from everyone she came across. No wonder I was taking forever to get stronger. It was because I couldn't.
"Good thing we were walking by at the right time!" The one with the green eyes smiled. "Oh! I'm Rylee by the way. Rylee Greenleaf."
"Oh, right. I'm Hannah Rainsong." Hannah's blue hair blew in her face as she spoke. The last girl looked a little nervous before she spoke,
"Ashley Lifeheart." She cracked a smile.
"I'm Miranda." I tried my best to disguise my discomfort in what had happened previously. It must have worked because my words were followed by a chorus of 'nice to meet you's. I explained how I had stopped going to school to train and level up, and they seemed more accepting of it than one normally would. In fact, they offered to help me.
"Of course we'll help!" -pumped a fist in the air. "Four people will be a lot easier than one!"
"Yeah," Rylee's prominent attitude died down to become a shyer one. "Tomorrow we can all meet up and train together." She smiled.
"After school for us though, cause I still need to go to it." Ashley giggled.
"Okay. So here tomorrow?"
"Yeah!" All three cheered. We departed in different directions to retire for the day.
A/N Ohayo minna! It is currently 2:01 AM in the US of A (or my timezone at least) And I'm sorry for a lot of things already lol. First off I got so lazy with this chapter hence why its so short and a little boring to me. I apologize greatly.
Second, I really truly dearly hope I got all of your guyses oc's personalities correct. I really do. If I screwed something up let me know and I'll fix them all up. I know I have a set personality for Miranda and if she did something out of the ordinary it would bother me, so tell me if there is an issue!
Third, don't worry you'll all be getting more appearances obviously, but I'm trying to limit oc appearances to one-two chapters because if a bunch get submitted then I don't want to have to stall the story to give everyone main roles. The only ones who may kinda break this role are the people I know in real life so…(my eyes are burning from staring at this computer for so long btw)
And last, I'm answering DeamonsVsWizards-san's question/response here in case anyone else was wondering the same thing? They said: "I don't wanna be mean but the mysterious boys memories were a bit rushed in my opinion but your story." First off no bby you're not mean no way you get a nice bowl of ice cream for the first bit of criticism. And it is rushed because I just wanted to get a little background info out there because you'll learn a LOT about him throughout the fic, trust me. (no pun intended) He's my baby so I love to talk about him and Miranda and them together. I ship them too and I'm converting you all to that ship soon enough. Soon, my angels.
And now, I sleep! Review and I'll give each and every one of you cute little nicknames and all my love. Thanks!
~one tired Koko
