Hate Is A Strong Word... (Discontinued)

Perfect

Young Odalia tied her light lime green hair back with a dark purple hair tie, and into a tight bun as she looked at herself in the mirror, making sure there were no loose strands of hair sticking out of place.

"Perfect..." she sang to herself quietly before grabbing her school books from off her bed. Odalia hummed to herself a soft melody as she put on her black boots and made her way downstairs, and into the kitchen. It was a familiar sight, no one in the kitchen. No one in the house at all actually, besides Odalia herself.

Odalia walked into the empty kitchen and looked at the note left out on the counter for her, next to it a now cold piece of toast with a poorly spread, smug of hard butter on it, places on a tiny plate.

'We left out on a business trip early this morning, we will be home in two weeks. Keep up on your school work and remember, top student, top grades, top standards.'

Young Odalia couldn't help but sigh once she finished reading the note. She's heard these words before plenty of times, she didn't need to be reminded because they had been drilled into her brain for 14 years now. Odalia's parents were out of a business trip, again, leaving Odalia alone to take care of herself and make herself food for two weeks straight. Odalia didn't mind though, she liked the quite nights she got to herself where she could sit on her windowsill and look up at the night sky, plastered with shining stars. Odalia was use to being alone...so, nothing out of the ordinary.

Reluctantly, young Odalia took a bite out of the cold toast and cringed at the crunchy texture in her mouth that was mixed with the hard butter. Odalia forced herself to shallow the bite with a harsh 'gulp'. The taste was bland and boring, disgusting even so the girl decided to just skip breakfast and head to school and arrive early rather than waste her time sitting around the house. Quickly, Odalia grabbed all the essentials for her school day, and exited her home and made her way down to Hexside, School of Magic and Demonics. The walk to school was quite and the shining rays of sun that fell onto Odalia warmed her up. She then took a shortcut through the woods that had a tiny, cleared out pathway that led right to the gates of Hexside.

Once Odalia had made her way to the front stairs of Hexside, she walked up them and leaned against a wall close to the entrance doors and pulled out her scroll, mindlessly scrolling on her Home Screen, not opening any apps. The girl never found any of the apps she downloaded on her scroll interesting so, she would often find herself swiping back and fourth on her Home Screen, pretending as if she was busy. She wasn't.

Boredom struck the young girl, and so did a bit of drowsiness. Odalia leaned her back against a wall and closed her eyes, waiting to hear students footsteps entering the building to be her signal to go inside. Soon, that noise came and a handful of students filed into the school and then Odalia opened her eyes, following behind a few minutes later. By the time Odalia had entered the building, a huge amount of students had filled the halls, opening their lockers and talking, getting ready for their classes to start and hear the bell.

Students were chattering and messing around, happy to see their friends again but, the second Odalia took one step into the hallway towards her locker, all the other witches went silent, quickly getting out of the girl's way and clearing a open path straight to her locker. The other students hugged their back against their locker and held their breath. The minute young, 14 year old Odalia walked in, the whole mood changed. Odalia couldn't help but smirk at the fact students coward at the top student of Hexside the second she entered a hallway. Odalia loved the fact the other students were scared of her and her power. It was amusing to say the least...

As Odalia made her way to her locker, but she noticed some students crowded around it from a far. Suspiciously, the girl picked up her pace and pushed some students out of the way and got a full view of her locker. Her eyes widened once she saw what was graffitied on her locker...