Three-Eye P.O.V.
Summary: Everyone's favorite group of misfits had a conversation at lunch, unaware that someone was listening in.
Timeline: three months and a week has passed since the Day of Unity.
With a grumble, Boscha stuck a spoonful of her lunch into her mouth and tried to block out everything around her. It was lunch, and all around the potion student, friends enjoyed their lunch while engaging in small talk.
Boscha, however, was all by her lonesome.
She looked to her right and saw some of her old "friends" and scowled. They were talking about something and laughing. Cat saw Boscha and offered a friendly wave.
The three-eyed witch just looked away and shoved another spoonful of her lunch into her mouth.
"Hey, Gus," Boscha happened to hear Skara say and groaned.
She wanted to ignore the people right before her but found herself listening in.
"What's up, Skara?" the illusionist bard student asked.
"Well, I was out when our bard teacher gave us this week's assignment," Sakra explained, "And I was hoping I could copy your notes?"
Gus smiled kindly, took his notes from his bag, and handed them to Skara. Boscha nearly growled when she saw the navy blue sleeves her ex-friend now sports.
"Thanks, Gus," the healer bard said gratefully.
Bocsha tried to block out the "loser" coven as she called them and get back to her lunch. It wasn't long before she was drawn back to the group's conversation.
"Hey, Hunter," the bubbly voice of Luz asked. "How's the magic training."
Boscha growled as she glared daggers at the human. Out of all the "loser" coven, Luz Noceda (she refused to call her by that insult of a witch name) was the one she hated the most. It was because of her that such many changes were happening around school.
She was also the reason Boscha had slowly lost her status, and if it wasn't for the fact that she and her friends beat a tyrant bent on ending all witchkind. Boscha would have put the human in her place.
The blonde-haired boy said in slight melancholy, "Not too good. Dad's been trying to teach me, but all I can do is wrapping and some beginning beast-keeping spells."
Boscha frowned as she thought this over. The boy looked like a normal witch, and she remembered he was the golden guard. The fact he was the Golden Guard still made her a bit fearful.
She tried to push those feelings down and wondered why was someone like him having trouble with magic.
"Huh, Aunt Lily said that some talented witches can do magic without using spell circles," Vee piped in. "Isn't your palisman magic like that?"
Boscha scowled and looked at the basilisk with disgust. She still couldn't believe Principal Bump let such a thing enroll. Having that magic-sucking creature walking the halls was almost as bad as mixing magic.
"You gotta remember, Vee," Amity piped in. "Most witches had to train for years to reach that kind of control. Mom even said that only a handful of witches can actually do magic without a spell circle."
"Well, we all can't be talented in magic," Luz boasted proudly.
"Right," Amity replied playfully, rolling her eyes, "Miss "I blinded myself with my first spell and got covered in sauce"."
"AMMIITY!" Luz screeched, then moaned, "You promised not to tell anyone!"
The "looser" coven got a good laugh as the human witch slammed her red face into the table and covered her head.
Boscha was starting to feel sick, and it wasn't because of the mysterious meat she foolishly chose for lunch. She looked at her half-eaten lunch, grumbled, and got up. She took her tray and was about to leave.
The potion student looked back at the table with the "looser" coven and scowl. She looked around the cafeteria and saw all the happy smiling faces as friends talked about anything.
Boscha's scowled deepened, but her eyes gained a bit of sadness as she looked away.
"...What a loser," Boscha muttered and left the cafeteria.
(G Corner)
Now we jumped into Boscha's story, where we learn what happened before and after she joined the Owl Familia, and maybe we might get a little ship tense.