Chapter 4: Flora
"Well, Ms. Musa, it's been just a pleasure to have you in class today," the band director said.
Class had ended and all the students had moved on to their next classes. Musa had stayed back with the band director and they discussed certain musical things. As the director turned around to tend to something at his desk, Musa started to change. Her long dark hair receded back into her head and became blond. She was a little shorter and her skin was less perfect.
Carla blinked and looked around. She was in the band room, but it was empty. What had happened? She must've blacked out during class and no one must've noticed. How late was she for her next class? She didn't even know.
The band director turned around. "Oh, Brianna? Where did Musa go?"
"Musa?" Carla asked, too confused to even correct the name error.
"Yeah, the fairy of music," the director said. "I could've sworn she was just here. Well, perhaps fairies can disappear as instantaneously as they appear in the first place. It was a total shock to have her just appear in the middle of class, no doors opening, no sign of any movement-"
Carla cut him off. "Wait, you believe in fairies?"
"I didn't before, but I certainly do now."
Carla was dumbfounded. The Musa, Fairy of Music, was here in her band class? And convinced the stuffy old band director to believe? How was this possible? How could she have missed it?
She would've continued contemplating these things if she hadn't noticed the clock. The next class period was already half way over. She scurried to get her clarinet put away as quickly as possible and dashed off to her agriculture class.
The agriculture class was an elective. One of those electives that one gets thrown into without signing up because the elective they wanted was full. It was such a stupid class. Well, the teacher was really laid back, so that was good, but the actual class content sucked.
They were doing a partner project in that class. The only time anyone bothered to notice Carla was when they were relying on her to do the work for them. She ran right into the classroom, and everyone turned to look at her.
"Well, nice of you to actually show up," the teacher commented.
"Where have you been?" Carla's partner hissed. She was a cute girl with thin brown hair. "You have our plant!"
"I'm sorry," Carla replied breathlessly. She reached into her backpack to grab the plant that she and her partner had been growing, only to see that it had wilted. When her partner saw the plant, she freaked out.
"You are the worst partner ever!" she cursed.
"I'm so sorry!" Carla apologized. If only I were Flora, she could save the plant.
And there again was that change that was becoming all too familiar. Her skin tanned, her body thinned, and her hair grew long and became a beautiful brown color. She gave a sweet smile to her partner.
"Don't worry, I know what to do." The voice was not Carla's. Flora raised her hands to the little frail plant and sent her energy into it. The plant glowed and became as strong as ever.
"That's amazing!" the girl exclaimed. "Who are you?"
"My name is Flora," Flora replied.
The rest of the students were amazed, as well, and they asked to see more tricks. She wasn't too fond of the attention, but she readily showed them anyways.
"Hey, I was sent to- oh goodness," Lae walked in, clearly running an erand for another teacher, but he stopped in his tracks when he saw Flora. He chucked. "How can she deny it now?" he asked himself.
End of Chapter 4