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Chapter 4
Sydney
Heart's Truth
"Have you gotten what I asked for?" Miss Terwilliger asks as she sets down the book she had been reading before I sneaked into her room.
I look into the bag before me. "I got the paper, the water bottles, a flower vase and the ink," I say.
Miss Terwilliger nods. "Good, now we will be completely ready for our experiment," she says reaching for the bag.
I freeze. "Experiment?"
I have been hoping that the sudden demand of groceries meant that we're taking a break from the long, continuous hours of practicing magic. After the incident with the Warriors, Miss Terwilliger has been increasing our practice time and it's been bothering me. Perhaps bothering isn't the word. There are just so many feelings rumbling inside my from the near death experience and then Adrian. There isn't one word that can describe what's fluttering within my heart right now.
"Rent out books like this one," she suggested handing me a dusty book. "Get the touch of magic Sydney, find the meaning of magic, find out what it is, how it feels like, it's then when you will be able to truly master magic."
I didn't do one thing Miss Terwilliger recommended me to do. I don't need to look up the meaning of magic and I'm not going to learn it. These magic lessons are a one trial thing. I got a lucky chance at coming out alive from the Warriors. And those herbs, the ones that go in pasta and salads could kill someone. That stuff isn't supposed to belong in my hands. It's not right. If I need protection, I can go to Wolfe's and get more lessons but magic is not answer and it will never be. It's unnatural, and inhumane, another reason why I'm not supposed to be here for more lessons. I'm a human, I'm an Alchemist.
"Yes Sydney," Miss Terwilliger says smiling. "We're doing an experiment."
"It's not possible to make magic out of ink, a flower vase, paper and water bottles."
Miss Terwilliger smiles. "I believe you have not read that book I have given you have you Miss Sage?"
I blush. "No miss," I say. "And I'm not going to. Magic… it's against my belief. I already know what the definition of magic is and there is no point in me looking it up."
"Sydney, do you really know what magic is?"
"Yes," I tell her. "It's an unnatural force of element that should be obviated for its purposes."
"Is magic really that harmful Sydney?" Miss Terwilliger asks. "Someone told me that it saved you a few days ago. What did you think about magic back then? Was it a blessing or a curse?"
I stop breathing. "How do you know that?"
"I have my sources," she says shrugging.
"It was Trey wasn't it?" I demand. "How much do you know?"
She grows silent and lets the rage rush through me. How could he tell her what had happened that night? How could he tell her of the existence of vampires, of a princess within the academy's grounds? If one little word slips out of town, my job, my life, and everything will be taken away from me. I'd have broken the most importance alchemist law.
Keep the people away from them, and them away from the people.
I'd be proclaimed as an irresponsible alchemist and I'll be demoted for not looking out for any leaks in my territory that might be capable of exposing the truth from the shadows. I swallow and watch as Miss Terwilliger shakes her head calmly.
"I only know that you used magic to protect yourself Sydney, for what reason, I do not know," she says as if she had read my mind. "That doesn't even pertain to the reason why I brought this up. I brought this topic up because I wanted to tell you what you truly believe and what you are forcing yourself to be. Be yourself Sydney, do what you heart wants you to do, don't do what others tell you to do."
My heart gives a tiny jump. There it was again said in the same words. "Be yourself Sydney, be what you truly believe and what you are forcing yourself to be. Be yourself Sydney, do what your heart tells you to do, don't do what others tell you to do. What is your hear telling you?"
"This is what my heart is telling me to do Miss Terwilliger," I tell her.
Miss Terwilliger nods grimly. "Like it or not Miss Sage, I want a very detailed report on magic and the other elements that hold the world together on my desk in a month from today. You will be dismissed from my classes on that very day. Until then, you will remain as my student."
I nod quickly, not wanting to push it, and reach out for the book she hands me.
"You may leave now."
My hands tighten around the book as I head out of the room. A nice, cold breeze hits me and I stop in front of Miss Terwilliger's office to look up at the sky blue sky and the bright sun. I close my eyes and lean against the brick wall. Warmth envelopes me in its lulling blanket and protects me from the early winter's rough winds.
"What is your heart telling you?"
What is my heart telling me?