Sitting in class I start getting anxious. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, taking Heironymous' class as the first one this year. I mean this could be completely misunderstood as me still being obsessed with him (which I'm not by the way despite my continuous thinking of him). Before I can think further on the subject, he steps in through the door. My heart stops for a second, my body paralyzed my some strange fear and excitement at being this close to him. When he begins looking around to see who is attending I come to my senses and look down in my book before our eyes meet. No way in hell am I letting him see the effect he has on me. Since the divorce I've been trying to hold on to my tattered pride and I'm not about to give it up now. After a moment he begins the lesson and I allow myself to look up after I'm sure my feeling are properly hidden. He's giving one of his usual speeches but this time about ignorance and how not knowing magical history and general customs, traditions and rituals can get us killed. I guess it makes sense that with history customs, tradition and rituals would also be included in a general sense. I'm guessing with specific species these things will be covered in Magical Species. The speech is similar to the rest of his speeches but I know he's saying it to protect us so though I have a good idea about what he's going to say I listen intently. Also I know if I don't he'll call me on it and give one of his usual snarky comments. Today he teaches us of the legend of the first known wizards and how they established the first magical council, together with some other magical creatures. There are 13 seats, some held by wizards and some by other magical beings. The 13th seat is held by the Chief who is impartial and will cast the final vote should there be a draw. From there Heironymous continuous on about some of the decisions made by the first council.

After the lesson my head feels like it's going to fall off. Between the lesson and being around Heironymous all of my energy is gone. All I can think of is going back to my room and sleeping the next twenty years. Before I can think better of it I look back as I'm walking out the door and catches Heironymous looking at me. Then I'm out of the classroom pushed by the rest of the class trying to get out. While I'm walking back to my room I wonder about it.

No, don't think about it. It was nothing. He was just watching everyone leaving and coincidently you at that moment. Don't get your hopes up. Remember he left you.

After that wonderful pep talk I'm ready to just lie down and forget everything in a dreamless sleep. As I open the door to my room I see Virginia and Ellen sitting at each of their bed talking but stops as I walk in.

"So how was class?" Ellen asks a careful smile on her lips.

"Augh!" I fall facedown unto the bed. "Next time I'm being this stupid hit me over the head. I mean, what were I thinking taking one of Grabiner's classes first thing in the year. I know he starts out harder than anyone!" I complain into my pillow.

Virginia gives a short laugh. "Well I hope you've learned your lesson. Never take Grabby's classes in the first two weeks!"

I turn my head to look at her and give a tired smile. "Noted,"

"Don't you have red magic on Friday?" Ellen asks worried.

"Augh! I'm doomed!" I exclaim as I burry my face in my pillow.

After laughing at my misery they begin talking about their earlier subject again. I turn my head towards them and listen for a couple of minutes before I turn around and try to sleep. It takes a bit but finally I am taken under and as I hoped it is completely dreamless.

The next day is blue magic. It is one of my favorite types of magic second only to green. I'm not especially great at it or anything but I've always liked the way you could use it to take something and change it into something else. A couple of minutes after I sit down by a desk Professor Ante enters. He is the "hot young" professor on the school and it seems every girl is gushing over him. I do see that he has a moderately handsome face with a strong jaw and light blue eyes, a golden tan and a muscled body but really I don't get what all the fuss is about. Then again maybe I'm biased, having been married to another professor here and all. He's just acts so carefree and smiles at everyone. I've never liked those teachers much. It's impossible to figure out what they're really thinking. As he stands behind his desk he gives one of those charming smiles with a touch of devil in it. All the other girls practically turn into goop and I think a few of the boys as well. I roll my eye in exasperation.

"Welcome back everyone. I hope you've had a great summer and are ready begin studying magic again,"

He pulls his hand through his black hair that is cut short though long enough to brush his neck like he's gone a couple of months past when it should have been cut. With his flowing curls it gives him a bit of a wild exotic look fitting with his Philippian decent which also makes his eyes that much more noticeable. Through the entire time the class lasts many of those attending are gushing over him. I'll be surprised if they have learned anything. As class ends I'm the first one to leave, no big surprise there. Suddenly Donald comes running up behind me having been to the same class as me.

"I thought I was gonna puke!" he exclaims.

I give him a short grin "You and me both. Wish he would at least tell them to be quiet so the rest of us could study,"

He laughs and claps me on the shoulder. Together we go back to my room where he is meeting up with Ellen. Virginia and I decide we are not interested in sticking around. After quickly teasing them we run out the door and get a football match started with a few others on the grass field behind the school. A couple of times through the day I think about Heironymous wondering what he is doing and such but I quickly push it away. I'm done thinking about him all the time. A new year and a new chapter in my life.


I finally had time to write again. Life likes to keep me busy.

I've have been so unsure as to how Isla should address Heironymous both in her head and to others. In her head I believe she is stubborn enough to keep calling him by his first name. To others I don't see her calling him Grabby but Heironymous would not be a possibility either so Grabiner seems like a good neutral middle ground. Describing a hot teacher without sounding interested also proved an interesting challenge.

Hope you liked it and hopefully I'll be able to write again soon. Got big plans for this!