The Mysticals

Chapter 1

TM 1

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Lyra's POV
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I sigh as I sling my bag over my shoulder, another day of torture, the only reason I went to school was because of my friends. The teachers hated us all and never even taught us anything, seriously, I learned more by being on tumblr for an hour than I did during the seven hours at school.

"Bye mum!" I called out, opening the door. My dad went out at like six am for work. My parents didn't really care how long I was out for, so I usually went home with one of my friends.

I walked up to the bus stop, Cleo was already there. Good, I wouldn't be stuck with the boys that kept trying to flirt with us. They were all like 'hey, baby' and then we were all like 'STAY AWAY FROM ME, PEASANT' and then they backed away. Something like that, anyway.

"Hey." Cleo greeted me. She was wearing our stupid uniform. Oh yeah, did I mention that in England we have to wear uniforms? Ours were maroon and gold. Eurgh.

"I hate Monday's." I stated.

"Doesn't everybody?" I dumped my bag on the ground and sat on the bench next to Cleo. "I think Chelsea went to school early."

"Why would anyone want to go to this school early?"

"She said she had to check something, I don't know." Our conversation was interrupted when the bus came.

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Time skip
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I dragged my feet as Cleo and I walked into school. We met up with the rest of my friends at the lockers, Melody was ranting about something as usual, while Becky and Brooke were listening intently.

"Hey guys." I said, opening my locker. I patted the pictures inside the door. "Shut up, Becky..." I whispered.

"No ones talking to you!" Brooke continued.

"Seriously, why do you guys keep saying that!" Becky asked.

"It's a fandom thing, best to just leave them." Chelsea said, arriving with Melissa.

"But I don't understand!"

"Shut up, Becky. No ones talking to you!" Brooke and I taunted.

"Children, no fighting." Cleo said, pretending to be a teacher. We all laughed and got our books out.

"I have History with Melody first, you?" I asked Cleo.

"I have Maths with Chelsea and Melissa."

"Alright, see you later!" I walked off with Melody.

"But now I have to be stuck with her!" I heard Becky complaining as Brooke told her to shut up because no one was talking to her. Fandoms, they drive you mad.

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Magical time skip of boringness
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"And that is how Napoleon died, not by being shot in battle, but on the toilet. But I'll tell you who did die in battle..." I tuned out, five minutes in and I already wanted to go to sleep. I plugged my headphones into my phone and hid then under my jumper.

I tried to resist singing along, but some of Panic at the Disco's songs were too good to not sing.

"Cross my heart and hope to die, burn my lungs and curse my eyes. I've lost control and I don't want it back, I'm going on my big high tracks. It's a f*cking drag." I covered my mouth.

"Don't say bad words, Lyra! Bad girl!" Melody scolded me.

"Sorry......"

"LYRA HORMAN, YOUNG LADY, DID YOU JUST SWEAR?" I heard our history teacher, Mrs Poster, weird name I know, yelled.

"Nope, why would I ever swear?" She came over. I took my earbuds out without her noticing and hid them under my jumper.

"Because you were..... Listening to music!" She pulled my hair away from my ear, but faltered when she saw there were no earbuds. She went back to the front of the class, muttering.

"Close one." Melody whispered. Mrs Poster was droning on about a year or something. Again, I learn more on tumblr then being here.

"I know." I told Melody. For the first time that day, I actually looked around the classroom. Sweeping my eyes over everyone. Most of them were almost asleep. Of course, our enemies, Elizabeth Wright and Emma Murray, were on their phones. They were the 'popular' ones. I stopped looking at them when I noticed someone staring at me. He had brown hair pulled into a side fringe, with brown eyes. He sorta looked like a mini Dan... I stared back at him, and eventually he looked away. Hah.

He did have some sort of aura around him I could feel. Like darkness. Maybe another Mystical?

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I'm including all my friends fandoms. Fear me.

~Sophie