Chapter 14

Arthur's going back to magic school in this chapter~~~ ;)

Lot's of awesome magic here!

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Arthur sighed in displeasure at the sight of the tall ancient grey building.

"I didn't think I was coming back here again for another hundred years" grumbled Arthur.

"Oh relax, try to enjoy it this time! Those lad's aren't here anymore so..." Alana trailed off.

"It wasn't just the bullying. This place has always given me the creeps" huffed Arthur with a pout.

"Yeah, especially the principal" sniggered Alana.

"Oh that old hag, she had it out for me from the start" snorted Arthur.

"Yeah, she used to follow me and Bran around because she thought we were demon children"

"Seriously?"

"Well it was 1520! What'd you expect? They tried to force us to write with our right hands too, the council freaked" laughed Alana and Arthur couldn't help but chuckle.

"I can imagine mum's reaction"

"Yeah, it was pretty funny"

They grinned at each other cheerfully but those grins faded when the coach driver stopped.

"Damn, looks like we're finally here." sighed Alana.

"Yu hypocrite, you hate this just as much as I do" accused Arthur.

"Yup but you don't see me complaining" she smirked.

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Arthur carried his bag up to room 13. His and Alana's appearance had drawn quite a crowd, Alana was guest lecturing about the history of Magic and Summoning Circles whilst Arthur was preparing for the battle of the century that EVERYBODY would be watching.

"Hello?" asked Arthur, unlocking the magic lock on the door. He smiled at the sight of the familiar magic circle...

One thing he loved at magic school was being able to use his magic. One of the things he hated however was the fact people always stared.

Being a Kirkland meant bearing with the other clan's scrutiny. They're like vultures. The Kirkland clan broke away from the others, remaining alone and uncooperative. Rule number one is NEVER reveal your magic to a noble from another clan. It may sound petty but the Kirkland's never took chances. They learnt not to trust people the hard way.

"Hah, looks like I'm finally rooming alone" Arthur smiled in satisfaction, he ad been fed up of dealing with people.

"Not quite, sorry" chuckled a voice.

Arthur spun around to see a dark skinned boy with short black hair. He wore red robes with a phoenix symbol across his chest. His family crest.

"Amit! I haven't seen you in years!" grinned Arthur. They hugged (an achievement in Amit's eyes, Arthur was always so stiff)

"Yeah, why are you back anyways? Ah, and you're still in your normal clothes! The principal will freak if you go to class wearing them"

"Oh, that old bitch. Me and Alana were just talking about her being out to get me"

"So Alana's here too... Don't tell me the competition is soon! That means Kiku's coming too! Hey, do you think Alana will tell us the story this year?"

"Not likely, now shoo. I'm going to get changed!"
"Fine, fine" chuckled Amit.

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"Right, so where to first?" asked Amit curiously.

"Well I'm going to Advanced Casting, you on the other hand are going to class"

"Noooo! I never get the chance to watch you use magic! I have a free period anyway" he grinned.

"Then you should have just said that in the first place" Arthur rolled his eyes at his eccentric friend.

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"Alright, positions everyone!" the teacher commanded, clapping her hands together.

Arthur went straight to the last target and Amit leaned against the back wall with a smirk on his face.

"Hey, you!"

Arthur didn't even bother to turn around, already preparing to cast his spell.

"I'm talking to you!" someone grabbed him roughly and yanked Arthur to face him.

"Is there a problem?" Arthur asked coldly.

"What clan are you from newbie" sneered the boy. Arthur merely shook him off and returned to his task.

"HEY! I'M TALKING TO YOU BRAT!"

"Kirkland. My name is Arthur Kirkland." Said Arthur stiffly.

"Who the fuck are the Kirkland's? Some low level nobodies?"

The room fell silent, everybody had been listening.

"You don't even know who the Kirkland's are?" asked Arthur quietly and Amit sniggered.

"What are you laughing at?" snapped the bully, glaring at Amit.

"Just a fool." snorted Amit.

The bully suddenly seemed to realise who Amit is.

"O-oh. What's a noble from the Wang clan doing hanging around some nobody?"

Amit couldn't contain his laughter anymore, he was in hysterics, tears in his eyes and he couldn't breathe.

"Some people, like might ask him something similar" jeered a voice from across the hall.

"Oh Fee, I didn't know you were here" Arthur smiled at the blonde wearing female robes.

"Mhm, I'm due back here. Why are you here Art? You've already completed your time this century" asked Feliks confused.

"That's confidential~" Arthur smirked.

"Ehhhh? No fair!" whined Feliks.

"Well, maybe I'll tell you later" Arthur smirked.

"You'd better!" Feliks pouted.

"Hey, that guy's still here you know" said Amir mildly.

"Oh right, him."

"Well tell him to get lost! We were having a moment here!" whined Felix.

"Behave, we can talk later. Oh sorry what was your name?" asked Arthur.

"Why do you want to know?" he sneered.

"Well I can't declare a duel if you don't tell me" said Arthur looking at him strangely.

"Braginski" he spat.

"Well Mister Braginski, I challenge you to a duel. Unarmed combat, magic battle time unlimited. Well?"

"I accept"

"Hmm. Very well, tomorrow at noon suffice?"

"Its fine."

"Good, bye bye then. Go back to your target" snorted Arthur, turning around to train.

The boy wandered off, looking bewildered.

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