Right, before I post this, I'll let you all in on a secret; Year nine SUX!!

First off, the map of all the rooms is in our homework diarys, and we'll get to use them when we get the diarys, whenever that is!! *rolls eyes*

My fav teacher is English, he's really cool, Social Studies teacher scares me, I'm in top stream for science which scares the hell out of me, 'cause I'm not for Maths and English, while they're my best subjects, *sweat drop*.

*Takes deep breathe*

My Spanish teacher goes off on long speches in spanish.... what the hell he's saying I'll NEVER know. What else?

In my electronics class there's about ten girls, and twenty hypo guys, *not a good thing*!!

That's gunna give me a bad headache.

Oh, and for PE we have to run to the beach, do some acticities, have a swim, then run back in time for our next period. Heh, with my asthma, Mum's decided that I should *completely* go hard out on my first run, get the worst asthma ever, and then I won't have to swim, and my teacher won't push me so hard,

(I've been told she's the one who makes you run there, without breaks and back, not matter who you are).

Thanks Mum, I'll do that.

Heh, I'll tell you some funny stories about when my Mum used to go there, man, if I did all that shit, I'd be expelled instantly!!

But I'm to lost most of the time...

*looks away whistling*

Lost? Me? In that big hell hole of paths? Never!

*Gets a wild look in eyes, backs away, and starts screaming for help.*

I got the ideas for this whilst running to my maths class, which I thought was at the very back of the college.

It's right at the front, and the teacher hates lateness.

Quote Unquote; I'm *puff* sorry Miss, *puff* I went to the wrong end of the school, *puff*, then I got lost *puff* and then I ended up next door at the primary school, *puff* and THEN I found my way here, in the *puff* rain, after falling over. And I can't run to well in this skirt.

Needless to say, even turds are excused for lateness on the first lesson.

Enough of this, on with the damn story!!!!! *sorry 'bout all that!! ^^

Enjoy!!!

A/N Just how many disclaimers have I done for this story? If I've done any before, refer to that!! ^^;;

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"And you are?"

Childman watched me, hand raised to magicaly record my details.

"Silver."

"Silver....?"

"Silver."

"No last name....I take it you've met our famous Orphen, hm?"

I raised an eyebrow.

Either Orphen had completely stayed away from this guy, or he was acting the fool.

Either way suited me just fine.

"I was his apprentice for a few years."

He accepted this quietly, only asking me,

"Have you met my student, Hartia?"

I raised an eyebrow, that sounded familiar.....

Childman called out for said person to enter, and was answered with a very familiar voice.....

"Shrimp man?!"

After one look at me, the guy groaned, and attempted to walk right back out of the door, stopped only by Childman.

"Hartia, care to explain?"

Feeling a bit sorry for him, the guy could be condemmed as a traiter for warning Orphen, I jumped in,

"Sorry, I thought you were someone else, Hartia, is it? Nice to meet you."

"Yes, Majic?"

I gave a nervous cough.

"Yeah, that's why I'm here, the names Silver."

I gave his hand a light squeeze when he shook mine, and got a gratefull one in return.

"Yes master, you called?"

After glancing between the both of us, Childman sighed, continuing,

"Yes. Hartia, you are a fine student to me, and as that is, you're nearing the time to become a teacher, so Silver here will study under you, and after a year, the elders will pass judjment of your future roll here at the Tower. Silver, you shall study under Hartia here, you shall address him and all teachers here as Master. Understood?"

Both of us nodded in agreement.

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"So......Silver?"

Hartia glanced at me, intent to figure out what was going on.

I sighed, and looked around.

If I could, I would have cut meeting Hartia out here first, but he knew where my room was; I didn't.

So, that being that, here I was, outside in the practise area which was vacant apart from the two of us.

"Yes, Shrimp Man?"

He went bright red at that name, and I smirked, nearly seeing smoke filter through his ears.

"It's Master to you, Silver, or should I say Majic?"

I was silent.

There was only two things I could do; one, cut him off, and ask to be shown my room, or two, tell him, and leave it all forgotten here.

The later just happened to sound more inviting.

"Well, Majic's gone, so I guess it's Silver, huh?"

"Where's Majic gone?"

"I guess he's visiting that other guy, your friend wasn't it?, Krylancilo?"

Hartia sighed.

"Orphen really is a bad influence on you."

"Me, or Majic?"

"Both. Anyway, no matter what, Majic's going to be in your looks, you'll be in Majic's."

"Really? How so?"

"Your hair, your eyes, your details......alright, your hair, it is longer, but it's still the blonde of Majic's."

I held a lock of my long blonde hair out, it was true, even though shoulder length now, it would never be another color if I had anything to do with it.

"And your eyes are different,"

I blinked. Oh yeah, I'd forgotten about that.

During a break on the way, I had been practising my spells, and created one to change the color of your eyes, succeding in giving myself red eyes, ones that made others look away, ones that made me a sort of threat. I hadn't bothered to see if it was reversable yet.

There was no reason to.

"But your magic should be the same, you can't change that, and your thoughts, your past, it's all as much a part of you as it is Majic."

For a reply, I slowly lifted my body into an attack stance, and whispered,

"By dragon blood and human glory, I attack thee."

Even though a whisper, the words were clearly heard to Hartia, even as he watched, transfixed, the globe of silver magic emitted from my hands, as it skimmed the still air in search of a target, as it blew a practise rock apart, and even still as small parts of the rock flew at him.

"M...Silver, what was that?"

I shrugged.

"My magic, I guess."

"Yes......you have changed it's color, but also, what was that spell, it's very powerfull, there was no force behind it, yet it managed to do well, this,"

He waved a hand at the rubble.

Again, I shrugged, smirk evident upon my face.

"It was one I made, the toher day, sparring Orphen. Heh, I won."

"You.....created a spell?"

"Yeah, I just said it, and it broke through Orphen's shield spell."

I got the feeling that Hartia would want to think on this one, so I got him to show me my quarters, then bid him goodnight, as it was late.

*~*

I glanced up at a knock on my new door, then proceeded to watch as Hartia entered.

"Yes, Shrim.......Master?"

The smirk he was wearing told me he wasn't going to let me forget he had the power of detention against me.

"Silver, are you ready? You didn't show at breakfast, I was told, are you nervous?"

I snorted.

"Nervous of what? A bunch of teenahers that are all going to giggle every time something remotely funny is said, and who are going to embarass themselves every second?"

"True enough."

"And I did go to breakfast, I only went early, when a few people were there."

"Why?"

I shrugged.

"Guess I was hungry, and I'm used to getting up early."

"Old habits die hard. Now, would you rather I escort you to your first lesson, or can you manage yourself?"

"If I get directions I'll be fine. If not, I'm sure I can ask for help."

Hartis sighed, and relayed the info, it wasn't that far, only two buildings away, the corrider with the sign that looks like a smily face with a butterfly eating it inside a circle inside a triangle with the diagonal lines through it-

"The heavenly ones sign for nine?"

Hartia looked at me shocked.

"How do you know that?"

I snorted.

"Have you met Stephanie? That's the most junior aspect of the old ruins, if I didn't know that, she'd have had Orphen get rid of me, instantly."

"So who taught you?"

"Self-taught mainly, a little help from Orphen and Stephanie, but I taught myself when I couldn't sleep, or had free time."

"You're really smart, did you know that? I'll need to find out how smart.....anyway, your fine to find your way?"

I nodded, and bent over, pretending to look for a book in a pile by my bed, untill the door closed.

Sighing, I stood.

No, I didn't care much about my appearance, the worse the better, as people would make less contact, but these robes?

In the words of Cleo; Ewwww!!!

The green fabric, the whole thing......gross.

This was being Silver? Wearing robes? Man, Majic was looking very inviting at the moment.......

Sighing, I decided that I'd see what the whole thing of being Silver was, not just the fashion.

Grabbing a book that might ce needed for my first lesson, I left my room, heading for something marked with the sign for nine.

*~*

"So, how'd it go, Silver?"

I sighed,

"I *know* all of that crap, I learnt it ages ago!!"

Hartia smirked at me,

"Well, you *are* in the lowest group, as you missed a few *years* here."

I shrugged.

"And anyway, I could ask your other teachers to give you tests, and put you into higher classes, to your level, but no promises. How have your peers been?"

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Well....I saw about seventy percent of the schools female population turn to watch you with.....keen interest when you made an appearance. I've....well, I know how it is, and I know it's a bit....traumatising. Unless your generation has....calmed down a bit, some things can really get to you, it's very disturbing."

I smirked at him, giving him a knowing glance,

"And how would you know this?"

Hartia blushed about seven different shades of crimson, and avoided contact with my eyes at all costs.

"Well, uh, you see, Krylancilo, he was, when here,"

"Aha, I believe you."

I smirked as his face settled for a bright flame that matched his hair, but frowned at his question,

"So, how will you deal with it?"

"Well, if you ignore something enough, it'll leave, right?"

The red head burst out laughing, causing several passerby's to stare at us strangely.

I shrugged them off, who cared what they thought?

Even if Hartia was my teacher, he was still gunna be Shrimp Man to me.

Frowning, I asked Hartia,

"What's so funny?"

"Trust me, that's the *last* thing you want to be doing, they'll think your playing hard to get, and try even harder. My suggestion, is make yourself unavailable."

That earnt him a raised eyebrow.

"As in, go out with someone?"

He nodded, still laughing, his face slowly loosing all the extra blood.

"But...I don't want to go out with anyone!!"

He stared at me.

"What?"

"Ma...Silver, are you alright? I've only heard of three fifteen-year-olds that didn't want to go out with anyone, and one was because his choice was a dragon, the other was, and still is, different, given his unique magic and all, and I, well, no, let's not go there."

"Yes, Master, lets go there, why didn't you?"

Hartia blushed, again, but got over it more readily then before,

"Anyway, Silver, why not?"

I shrugged, looking away,

"I'm not interested in people in *that* sort of way..."

Hartia shrugged, and commented,

"You sure your a teenage male? That reply was....unnatural."

I shrugged.

"Oh well, Silver, you've got the rest of the day with me, training. Shall we proceed?"

I nodded, and folowed him to the middle of the practise grounds.

"What now?"

A sheepish look came over Hartia's face, and he replied,

"I was kinda hoping you'd know that one."

Holy crap. My teacher was an airhead.

"Well, what was your first lesson with Childman?"

Pain, humiliation and laughter flashed in Hartia's mind, before the man could forget the feelings.

"Don't go there........right, how about you show me what spells you know....that Krylancelo taught you, not what you've made?"

I nodded, starting with a simple spell........memorys of Majic, a chicken, and Cleo appeared in my mind.

Thank God I wasn't Majic any more.

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Alright, before you even comment, that whole #9 thing was made up crap created by an over-tired me at about two in the morning. If any of you know the true sign, I'm all ears. Your reviews are welcome, *hinthint*

Now, not many reviews, but hey, on the bright side, that means less replys!!

Danyells Skyler Silverfire; Hey! Thanx 4 the review. Well, glad your interested, I'm trying to keep going with this, and this was an update!! ^^

Angel K.D. ; Sweet! ^^ Don't kill Majic?... awwww, but I really wanted to *pouts*. Nah, I dunno aye, but even if I did, I wouldn't tell ya!! Ya like Silver? I just got the warm fuzzies!! One answer; I have no Fuc*ing idea. None at all. And no offense taken. The possibility is always there, but I dunno. *starts pulling hair out* So many people have asked me that, and I DON'T KNOW!! Um, this wasn't quite 'soon', but just be happy I wrote!! Year nine sux!!

-Dark_lil_Devil