Hey! So how'd y'all like the POV change last chapter? Leave a comment and tell me what you think. I'll be changing POV occasionally, because I love revealing the innermost thoughts of other characters. I'll clearly show when I'm changing POV, and chapters will start with Selene's POV unless I specifically tell otherwise.
Oh, and I'm thinking of setting Amelia up later in the story. What do you guys think of an Amelia x Yukiya relationship? I think Amelia's bubbly personality will be good with Yukiya's quite, calm personality. Comment and vote "yea or nay" if you please!
Updated: October 17, 2016
Chapter 6
I was in that state between sleep and consciousness-I knew that if I opened my eyes, I wouldn't get back to sleep. But I had a chance of eventually slipping back into sleep if I kept them closed. Usually, I'll just keep them closed and sleep for a while longer-I rarely ever get a decent amount of sleep-but it's not usually my first day at an amazing academy of magic.
I reluctantly opened my eyes and forced myself to sit up. I stretched my arms skyward and hummed quietly in content as they were lowered. A good stretch first thing after waking up is always nice. It was still dark outside, only the very first rays of dawn breaking the night-time grip, but I do well with seeing in the dark-and sliver of light allowed me to see quite well. My brothers always swear that I'm part cat in that way. I, in turn, claim that the light of my inner fire amplifies the light in the darkness. Mine seems like a more reasonable explanation considering my talents, no?
I squint at the clock and see that it's about half past five. Perfect. I smile. I have time to shower before six, the time I'm allowed to leave the dorm. I want to take a walk, get to know the grounds. Plus, I like being outside, and I don't know how often I'll actually get to go when the workload of class piles up. I have to add that I'm excited to actually get to go to an actual school-not that being home schooled up until now was all that bad. It'll definitely going to be different having a schedule to follow-I've always had my choice of when and where.
I quietly crawl out of my bed and make it before going to my stuff. I use a penlight attached to my backpack to find one of my uniforms. I set it on my bed and pull out my spare shorts and t-shirt from my backpack and my underthings to wear after my shower-I want to figure out the uniform back in the room. I also grab a towel that I found last night in my suitcase, along with a toiletry bag. I don't even want to think about what other kinds of things my sisters packed-though I'm pretty miffed that they sent different underwear that I usually wear. I prefer the boxer short style, not the bikini, thank you very much. I'll just have to put up with it until I go home. Sigh…
…. …. ….
I came back from the showers feeling refreshed, my wet hair wrapped in the towel. It hadn't taken me long to find them-they were right beneath the rooms in the back, where mine was located, and there was a stairway near my room that led right to it. Makes it easier for me, hehehe. Hey that rhymed! Haha. Can you tell I'm in a good mood?
It was a little past six when Amelia woke up. I was sitting on top of my chest slowly combing out my damp hair.
"Oh, Good morning."
She yawned, "G'mornin'. You seem way to awake. What time did you get up?"
"Around five thirty. Usually I get up at five, though."
"That sounds impressive. And exhausting."
"Naw, not really. I'm a morning person."
"I'm not." She yawned again, rubbing her eyes. She got up and began to get ready, albeit sluggishly.
I finished combing all the snaggles out of my hair. When it was wet and combed like this, it fell to my elbows. Too long. I wonder if I brought any…
I began digging around in my backpack's many pockets (Have I mentioned how much I love pockets?) and came up with my favorite pair of scissors-the pair one of my sisters enchanted so they'd never go dull. I love having a big family of wizards that had all different talents-there was a sibling for any useful spell you could have ever possibly have need of. Handy, huh? I also grabbed a few hair ties and my brush.
I went up to the mirror as soon as Amelia finished using it to brush and fix her hair, pulling it back in a thick headband. "As much hair as I have, I'm glad it's not as thick and wavy as yours."
"Why do you have scissors? Don't tell me you're cutting your hair?" She seemed alarmed.
"Don't worry. I'm not half bad. And It's annoyingly long." I set the small trashcan (It was empty, only with a bag in it) on top of the dresser in front of me before combing my hair into a tight, smooth, ponytail at the base of my neck. I slid the sheath off the blade of my scissors. "Besides, one of my sister's will probably cut it again in an actual style next time I'm home. They like to make me their dress-up doll. It's fair annoying."
"That doesn't sound too bad."
"Unless one is a complete hard-core tomboy like I am." I began snipping slowly below the hair tie, about the line of my shoulders.
When I finished, it ended up fairly well in my opinion. I used magic (any magic dealing with heat, like a drying spell, seems to work decently well. It's the same with light spells. I can do fire really well, and heat and light pretty well. But a water spell, on the other hand…umm, let's discuss that later…) to dry my hair, and it floated down nicely on my shoulders. It was shorter in the front, just above my shoulders, and a bit longer in the back, the longest part about the line of my armpits, because of the way I had cut it. Perfect. Long enough to pull out of the way, short enough to not take forever to brush and deal with. I found a hair clip in my bag and used it to pull back the hair from the side of my face where the part was, effectively removing it from my annoyance zone. I tucked the hair on the other side behind my ear.
Next, I changed into my uniform. I managed to get everything right but the stupid bow. Eventually Amelia, laughing all the while, came and helped me. By the time all of this was done, it was nearly seven. I decided that there wasn't enough time for a good walk, and decided to unpack. I was horrified by all the skirts and dresses my sister's had packed. There was only one pair of denim shorts and nothing but fancy, girly shirts.I'm going to strangle my sisters someday. I looked at my class schedule and found out that I was in a different class that Amelia. We were both a bit bummed about that. She invited me to sit with her and her friends at lunch, and I gratefully accepted. I've read in books about how miserable it can be to be the new girl at lunch, and having to sit alone somewhere. Glad I get to avoid that. The two of us walked out of the dorm at about 8:40.
I was showing Amelia my wand when I spotted Prefect Klaus at the edge of the school, heading towards the girls dorm.
"I wonder where the Dictator's going." I decided to replace his title Prefect with Dictator when I refer to him. It's fitting, no?
"Yeah. Do you think he has a girlfriend that he's going to meet? Because I can't think of any other reason he'd be going to the girl's dorm."
"Maybe someone's in trouble." As he turned and started walking towards us, I grabbed Amelia and started walking faster, "Hope it's not me-I was pretty rude to him." Amelia giggled. "And, he's such a jerkface and I'd rather not have to deal with His Rudeness anytime soon."
"Who's rude? Aren't you being a bit hypocritical?" Said a deep voice behind us.
"Crumcakes." I muttered. I spun around slowly on my heels, "Does His Rudeness"-I've decided that's the perfect term for him, and have used it to replace Dictator-"need something? Or am I just so amazingly awesome that you pine for my presence?" This made Amelia giggle, but she stopped with a disapproving look from His Rudeness. Klaus rolled his eyes and glared at me with a controlled expression, but I'm good with faces vs. emotions. He was annoyed. Oh. is. Well. Too freakin' bad for him.
"Actually, I'd rather not have to deal with you at all, but I've been instructed to take you to the Headmaster's office.
I raised my eyebrows in surprise, "Whatever for?"
"Just come." He grabbed my wrist and started pulling me away. I looked back and shrugged with a "what-can-I-do-I'll-be-fine-in-the-end" smile at a worried-looking Amelia.
He ignored my pestering questions as he dragged me along for a while. Then he snapped, "Will you end this stream of infernal questions!? I hate mornings to begin with, and you are increasing my hatred of them."
"Deal. I love mornings." But I did stop the questions, and was about to wrench my wrist out of his grip when he stopped. I yanked my hand away, rubbing my wrist. Man, he was strong. Ow… "That hurt! You don't need to be so rough! Seriously, I thought you belonged to a famous, renowned and refined family of high class. You must be such a disappointment-because you are so not a gentleman!"
"Only to those who don't deserve my courtesy."
"You've been rude to me since our encounter yesterday."
"I can always tell when someone is undeserving of politeness." He removed his cloak (I don't get why there are cloaks with the warmer weather uniform, are they for decoration or something?) and knocked on the heavy door in front of us. "It's Prefect Klaus. I've brought the new student."
"Come in," a muffled voice said from the other side. His Rudeness (such a prefect (excuse the pun) nickname, am I right?) opened the door, suddenly all professional. Wow, now that someone of importance is in the picture, he's all perfect prefect. Jeesh.
We walked in, him first, because since I'm no lady, there can't be "ladies first"s happening here, and there was two men-one in all black with thick black hair pulled back in a ponytail and an unamused face (speaking of similarities to Harry Potter, this guy just screamed "Professor Snape) was standing to the side of the large, regal desk, the other in nice and fancy clothing with brown hair and clipped goatee and kind eyes of the same color with a friendly smile on his face, and he was sitting at the desk.
"Welcome, Miss Fonix, to Gedonelune Royal Academy. I am Headmaster Randolph. I trust you had a nice time traveling." He seemed fairly kind.
"Yes, sir, I did. I even made a friend on the train."
He smiled, "That's good. Friends are of a great importance, but not as much as family, are they?"
"No sir." I smiled in return. If this was the headmaster, I liked him.
"How have you been settling? Do you like your roommate?"
"Oh, yes. Amelia's the nicest person I could ever hope to be rooming with."
"Good, good. Now down to business, this is Professor Schuyler," He gestured to the man in black, "He is one of your professors at the academy." The professor nodded, clearly bored.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." I said earnestly.
"First I must explain the buddy system." He said.
"Buddy system?" Like the rule where you always have to have a buddy when you leave the main group of people? That's what the rule was growing up in my family whenever we went somewhere unfamiliar or crowded.
"Yes, the buddy system. You see, in this academy buddies are dependant on each other. Their grades are tied-if one fails, so does the other-as well as their fates. Buddies are magically selected pair from random students in the school-a person may find a buddy right away, but many students will graduate without ever finding a buddy. The selection is verified when the students' school emblems react to one another."
"React how?"
"They will both..light up, to be straightforward." The headmaster continued, "Then there are a few rules of the academy you must know from the beginning. One, you must never enter the East Forest, for it is too dangerous"-Harry Potter and the Forbidden Forest, anyone?-"because of the spells cast on it to keep people from reaching the Tower of Sorrow."
"Tower of Sorrow? That sounds grim." I couldn't help but jest a bit.
He crinkled his nose in amusement, "It is quite grim in appearance. The Tower of Sorrow is where the Dragon of Time lies as stone. Most people in Myula, or at least Gedonelune, know of at least the basics about this true tale, but it is safe to say it's unknown in Terra. You will be able to learn about it in your History of Magic class as it is reviewed. For now, just heed the rule."
"Will do, sir."
"The second most important rule is to never practice dark magic-it is forbidden anywhere you go in Myula, as I am sure it is in Terra."
"Excuse me, sir, but can I make an explanation?"
He raised an eyebrow, "You may go ahead."
"Pardon my rudeness, but don't you mean evil magic? Something I've been explaining for years is the difference between darkness and evil. While evil things can be dark, they can also be of light. I, for one, have read about several light spells that are deadly and evil-such as the absolute purge spell, which purges anything the caster desires to be purged, be it good or bad-and a good number of darkness spells that can help calm a troubled sleep or a burdened soul. It depends on the way it's used that determines whether it's bad or not. Some spells do have only evil purposes, but it doesn't necessary mean they are spells of darkness."
The headmaster began to laugh, "You are quite right, Miss Fonix. That may just be one of the reasons you were invited to the school-your unique logic. Speaking of school, class will be starting soon. Klaus, will you take Miss Fonix to her classroom? Come back afterwards, I have something to speak to you of."
The two of us said farewell and left the room.
