Chapter Two
"Who are you?" Her eyes are sharp as an eagle; I can tell she's searching me. For a moment I'm frozen in place and I can't think of anything to say. Holly huddles close to my legs and starts hissing at the girl and I tap her lightly with my foot to get her to stop.
"I'm Sage" I finally manage to say. Curiosity flickers in her eyes as she leans against the door frame cooly.
"Last name?" her eyebrows are raised and she looks interested.
"Lydia, Sage Lydia" I add, dipping my head slightly out of nervousness "And you are?"
She doesn't answer; she just stares at me with wide eyes. The redness in her irises has faded and her face looks pale, but maybe she is just naturally pale. I repeat the question to her, louder this time in case she hadn't heard.
"Storm" She says flicking her blonde hair back over her shoulder "You don't go here do you? You should go to the head mistresses office if you're looking to enroll" Her eyes look hysterical, and a low and eerie laughter bursts out from her.
"Where is her office?" I ask, ignoring her laughter. Though quietly I wonder what she's finding so funny. Storms face seems to tense up and the laughter stops immediately.
"You're serious?" one of her eye brows rise up and a look of disbelief spreads across her face "Look, kid, its dangerous here. You should just go" but I shake my head, refusing to leave. Holly's fur bristles up; looking like she agrees with me. We aren't going anywhere; we have nowhere else to go anyway.
"Please, could you just tell me where it is?" I ask quietly for the second time. I can tell I must sound desperate but I don't care, I just have to get into this school. Storm seems to think for a moment then lets out a noise a bit like a sigh.
"Oh, fine. Its right back down that corridor, go up the first flight of stairs you see down there and go up to the second floor. It's the first door on your left" when I open my mouth about to ask how I'll know which door is the right one she cuts me off "Trust me, you'll know it when you see it" then the door closes in my face and I can hear the sound of springs in the bed as she sits back down on it. I pick Holly up again, not wanting her to go walk about the school again, but I don't put her in my bag this time. I don't want to annoy her any further. Then I head off in the direction Storm had told me about.
I soon see what she meant when she said I'd know it when I see it. The door is absolutely massive in comparison to all the other doors and this one is a dark mahogany brown with very intricate markings on it which looked like some ancient handwriting in a different language. Taking a deep breath, I knock on the door, dreading whatever might be on the other side.
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