Abstract Pieces of Art

The Unordinary Announcement.

It was an ordinary day at school, but not just any school, this is the learning place for all of the "mythical" creatures in town. For us, it was a day just like any other; taking the abandoned backroads, shortcuts, and alleyways to get to class on time. I had already reached the gates of the castle-like academy when the griffins had begun circling overhead; their screeches signalling that classes were about to begin. Hurrying over to my locker, everybody was there as normal, except for one person - my best friend.

"Where on earth could this man be?" I whispered frustratedly to myself. "He should have been here by now. He'd better not have been seen by the humans again." My locker slammed shut, cutting off my train of thought.

"What the hell, man!?" I yelled in anger. Great, now I'm late for class and the school bully decided to pick me, out of all the hundreds of creatures here, to bully. This is really not my day.

"Why the attitude? I was just helping you close your locker. Don't be so ungrateful you pathetic half-breed." Claudine insulted. "If it weren't for you, the purebloods would have a safe place to learn." She turned her back on me, before I could come up with some kind of retort, and pranced down the hallway, assumingly to her homeroom.

Whatever, I don't have time for this. I sprinted down the hall, ducking and dodging in between the crowded place. Stopping outside the door to my homeroom, I straightened down my jacket and made sure that I looked, at least a tiny bit, presentable. I grabbed the handle and entered the classroom as slowly and quietly as possible.

Everyone was standing around desks with their friends, catching up with each other after a long winter break. "Jackpot!" I hummed, hurriedly dashing towards the back of the class. There were two empty seats right next to each other. This is perfect, now Jackson and I will be able to sit next to each other for at least this class. Nobody generally sits next to me, seeing as I am the half-breed of the school, so it was guaranteed that Jackson could sit here. Maybe today wouldn't be so bad after all.

Just about drifting off into my thoughts, the intercom came to life with a deafening static noise. The secretary droned on about a few back to school announcements. I paid little to no attention to them, as they were the same every semester; my ears perked up when I heard an unusual change in their boring old script, "Faculty have asked me to remind our were-creature students that, while we are more than happy to make accommodations for your transformed states, 'I ate my own homework' will not be accepted as an excuse for missing assignments. You are old enough to control yourself while shifted." The intercom came to an abrupt halt.

The non-shapeshifters at the front of the class scoffed and made rude remarks, as everyone knew which students that announcement had been directed at - the "school pack," as they liked to call themselves.

The shapshifters shared tense glances at each other, hoping that it was only directed at the school pack and non of them. Fatigue overtook me and I sighed heavily, allowing my head to drop to my desk. My horns made a loud thud against the ebony, nevertheless, nobody paid it any attention. Just as I was about to doze off, the door had been slammed open. My best friend, Jackson, stood in the doorway, out of breath with his wings outspread. Regaining his composure, he spotted me, and made his way to the back of the class.

"Well that was an interesting way to make an entrance on our first day back." I chuckled.

"Tell me about it! I would of never made it here on time if I hadn't glided through the backroads." He mused, a curly black lock of hair falling onto his face. "Shall we catch up now, or at lunch?" A genuine smile of happiness spread across his face, causing his eyes to squint.

"Anytime suits me."