I feel like this is a good way to talk about how my "Ability" works. It activates whenever I'm stressed out extremely anxious. It also kinda works as my fight or flight response, It's basically tied to my adrenaline. So anxiety is no good whenever your power is both linked to adrenaline and is SUPPOSED to be secret! So yeah you could say that the first time going to class and moving from the 4th floor to the 22nd floor in 5 minutes would be a bit stressful. That morning was like any other but at 7:30 am The first bell rang, that's when the chaos would start. There are 7 periods in a day all in the same order every day a week.
The first period was history and to be honest it was pretty chill. The guy had had long, scraggly, brown hair that was put in a messy man bun. The teacher just said "Alright, my name Mr. Hart, and I'll be your history teacher. My plan for this year is just to teach and then let you do whatever you want. I'm basically just gonna be a forever substitute." His voice was really landed back which wasn't what I was expecting from a centaur. For the rest of the class we all just talked and the teacher just sat at his desk and read. The 2nd period was math which I personally, like the majority of the population, hated. And this fact was put more into place because the teacher was an asshole. Like that lady at the front on the first day, she had a snake tail instead of legs. To be honest I didn't know what she was all I know is that she looks like a snake. Her voice was slimy and cold, and she snapped at anyone who dares as breaths while she's talking. Her name was Mrs. Sai but I'ma call her Mrs. "How dare you" because she said that 5 or more times in the 50 minutes I was in her class. She had a red-scaled tail and black hair that went down to her chest. Oh, another I could barely understand her sense she had this weird hiss to her voice. Anyway, the next class was English and unlike Mrs. how dare you, the teacher was really nice. I think she was some sort of deer satyr, and her name was Ms. Wood. Her voice was quiet and polite, and it seemed like she was new to teaching.
After that was lunch and to be honest I wasn't that hungry, so instead of getting lunch in the cafeteria, I went to the library since I knew that no one would be there. When I walked in I was just amazed at how big it was. As I thought there wasn't anyone there so I just got a ladder and climbed to the 2nd highest shelf. There was a somewhat balcony of sorts on every shelf so I just climbed onto that and went all the way to the end of it. After that, I just sat down and internally panicked. This of course sparked what I call a "Quarter-Change''. It's basically where I don't change into a werewolf fully but just enough for something to look weird. Oh yeah, also if I change or get stressed and am about to change my eyes change from hazel to a deep shade of blue. Don't, question. So yeah that happened without me even knowing so of course when I found I was quarter changing I freaked out EVEN MORE. After a few minutes, I calmed down and started to head to my next class which was science. I was early and because of that I just had to wait at the door since it was locked. After around 10 minutes pass the bell rings. The teacher comes out of the class to make sure the kids can get in. The teacher introduced himself as Mr.Xano, the guy was a bit short but extremely enthusiastic. He had blond hair that looked like it was brushed but then got scuffed up a bit. He was some sort of an Avian bird that had feathers on his arms. After that, I had art which was kind of like the first period in the sense that it was chill. The teacher was a calm Elf lady who said her name was Mrs. Flower. The entire class we just drew what we wanted to as she walked around making sure we were working. The next period was music and the teacher looked like she was one of those people who's nice at first but will get royally pissed off if you make them mad. The teacher's name was Ms. Melody which I thought was ironic and funny. Ms. Melody was a classic satyr with straight, blonde hair that went to her shoulders. The final class of the day was magic training. Now me being, "Me" I COULD NOT under ANY CIRCUMSTANCES use my ability or havoc would issue. Of course, the teacher knew I was human but if I get too anxious or riled up, that jig is up, so I have to tread extremely lightly here. At the beginning of the class, everyone was just staring at me wondering why I was even in this class. I did pretty good on everything that didn't have to do with magic. The teacher was confused about how I was able to do almost everything, and I was confused about why he was confused. After that, it was time for the magic stuff. The entire time I just had to sit on the bleachers while the teacher watched how everyone's powers worked, thank goodness.
After that first week of having to do actual school, I got the flow of things, but something really weird happened on the Monday of the next week.
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New Age
FantasyI'm Zena Sherwood, I'm a blue haired idiot who lives in a world where 90% percent of the population is magical. This basically means that you can go out on the street and see a pixie fly by your house or have a satyr walk by no problem. I just got a...