What is Home?

You'd expect to be sad when you're told that you can't return home, I was basically kidnapped but honestly when he mentioned home nothing came to mine. I had a place to eat and sleep but I wouldn't call that home, especially when your family cared about nothing but your success to make them look good. I didn't have a home and that made me … sad.

13/05/2014_1am

"Take a seat"

I sat

"Coffee?"

I shook my head

"Don't like coffee?"

I shook my head again

The old man sighed almost resigned to the fact that the boy sitting in front of him didn't like coffee and that may have been the saddest thing to happen in his life.

"Well welcome to the institute Mr. Graile"

"Th-thank you Geez- um I mean Sir"

He chuckled to himself at the comment.

"Please. Call me professor"

Mhm was all that escaped me. I had just broken into this poor man's room and now I was sitting in a comfortable leather arm chair while he hummed to himself and made a pot of coffee. All in all it was a very awkward situation, one where I wish I could just sink and disappear into this comfortable high backed chair.

"You obviously have many questions. Which would you like to know first?"

The comment startled me. When had he sat down across from me and where did the second chair come from. I was so far in thought that I didn't realise he had finished his coffee and had patiently been waiting opposite me.

"Oh sorry I didn't realise you were there" I said a little bit flushed

"Indeed" he replied gently

"Well first of all. Who are you and where am I?"

"I am the headmaster of this fine School. And you are at the institute"

I realised how stupid my question had been seeing that I knew that this was indeed the institute and that he would indeed be the head master with the title professor. I sighed at my incompetence.

"May I ask another question?'

"I believe you just did"

Once again caught of guard by the old man I realised I had asked a question in trying to see if I could ask a question.

"Today isn't my day" I sighed silently at the roof

"Although there is magic here I'm not sure the roof will respond to you"

The old man was on fire he smile caringly at me but you could see he enjoyed causing mischief. I decided to push through and ask my question.

"How did I get here, Why am I here … and am I on earth"

"Now we ask the right questions. Welcome the world of vale. The opposite of your world earth, of technology, we are of magic and are more highly evolved then your human species, but it seems that children are sprouting with natural abilities to that of our own. So we have started a program called exchange, where we bring children to us and teach them our ways of magic and fighting which you have previously displayed"

I wasn't shocked at the response, it seemed to make sense with all that happened and sounded pretty cool. You'd expect to be sad when you're told that you can't return home, I was basically kidnapped but honestly when he mentioned home nothing came to mine. I had a place to eat and sleep but I wouldn't call that home, especially when your family cared about nothing but your success to make them look good. I didn't have a home and that made me … sad.

The professor seemed to know what I was thinking and kindly placed a warm hand on my shoulder. I felt suddenly drowsy.

He whispered to me in a calm and relaxing voice "you'll find out more tomorrow at the opening ceremony. I have high hoped for you son".