Hallie's PoV
I was just about to pop the last chocolate in my mouth when the train came to a shuddering stop. Me, Blair, and Shelby all jumped up and peered out of the window. We were here! We followed the pack of students off the train and joined the other uncertain first years, watching as the older students lined up in neat order, in a tight little square. The first years were all over the place, looking quite unprofessional in comparison. I peered through the groups looking for my older brother. As I noticed Rams, I could see how strong he looked. I knew one day I'd look as professional as him; but today was not that day. As all of us peered over at the older kids, we grew silent when a tall, buff man walked out amidst us all.
"Attention first years!" He bellowed. All of us stood at attention, trying to stand up straight and look like the older kids. "I am Sergeant Boggs, but you will refer to me as 'Sir,' when you are spoken too! Is that clear?!" All of us were silent. Rams looked over at me and nudged his head at the Sergeant. I quickly caught the jist, and soon the others did as well. "IS THAT CLEAR?!" He screeched.
"Sir yes sir...?" It came out as a question from all of us, and the chant was all out of sync. The man put a disapproving hand up to his forehead and marched to the front of the crowd.
"We will march up to the school and there you will be sorted! You will move in your things, get settled, and get you schedules and report for duty!" He yelled to us.
"Sir yes sir!" I coughed out before the others.
"In chant, maggots!" He bellowed. Another murmur from us, and we were on our way up the tall hills. It seemed like the school was miles away. But at least I'd get a better physique now that I had to lay off the snacks and do all this marching. One more hill. Our group's marching was a mess compared to the other's. While they were in sync following Sarge's chants, we were out of line, and tripping all over the places. Only as we reached the top of the hill did I see it. The school. With this view, it looked magnificent. Though it could probably be identifed as a glorified prison to some, it was the largest building I had ever seen, and I was amazed. The building had a brickish tint to it, making it look like a castle, and there was at least a hundred windows. Pillars surrounding each side marked the academy's strong outlook, and I couldn't help but feel more and more excited the closer we got to the building.
"What house do you want to be in?" I asked Blair, falling back from the group I was marching with.
"Well, I want to be in Vulpes," she whispered. I nodded approvingly, then leaned over to Shelby.
"Well I hope I get sorted into Aquila," she said, looking nervously at the commander in front of us.
"Cool, me too. After all, I'm sure they'll be some more crazy assholes like me," I smirked.
"Hopefully we'll be able to make other friends," Shelby mumbled, looking sheepishly away.
"Oh we will, and we'll have each other too," I said, punching my friends simultaneously in the arm. Hopping back to where I was marching, I noticed one first year looking at me.
"You know, I hope I'm sorted into Aquila house too." he said with a grin.
"Cool, maybe you can be my first new friend then!" I grinned.
"My name's Jacob." he said, stretching out his hand.
"I'm Hallie." I smiled back, trying to shake his hand while we marched.
One last stretch of marching and we were to the school. Sergeant Boggs lead us inside, and we looked in awe at the inside's magnificence. High arched ceilings were covered in flags and symbols, representing the platoons. As we were lead to a dining hall, the older students were commanded to be seated. None of us hardly let out a breath until we were commanded to line up in front of our peers. This was the time; we were going to be sorted.