Isles of Bones and Memories

chapter 2

" my life feels like a test I didn't study for"

for context: 

*this* means your thoughts
"this is talking"
'this ' is flapjack talking :3

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After supper that night you made sure you got rest tomorrow, because packing was going to be wild, well if you considered packing to be wild, ehhh...weakling >:|

(time skippy to after packing and yeah, moving into the castle)

Packing and unpacking was a big job, but luckily for you, you didn't have to do it alone :D you have coven scouts, the luxury of bossing them around was fun, but you tried to go easy on them, like you needed to, you only had five boxes of stuff, that were not at all heavy.

You talked to Lilith. She explained you would have to work your way up to a position like hers, so you'll most likely be apprenticing until she retires from her job, but you think it would be worth the wait.

Your room was cozy, a bed across from the window, desk in the corner (much like hunters room with a few more accessories, like a little swing chair and fairy lights )

You sigh as you sit on your bed and look around, it wasn't a very busy day since you didn't have much to unpack and it only took you half of the day! Standing, you wander out to the halls to explore the castle, but little to your knowledge you would probably get lost, panic and get more lost.

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'From you POV'

The halls were tall, lots of gold and lots of pictures of Belos, *egotistical much* I think, giggling and stop immediately when I notice how eerie it sounded as the sound bounced down the hall into the darkness.

I tried to hum or whistle but they were equally as creepy. Skipping around the corner I run into someone, because who likes watching where they are going? When I fall I catch myself and try to excuse myself while the other person only gets angry.

"hey! watch it" I blink at the almost familiar sounding voice "sorry sir, i-im new-" he interrupts "whatever, just watch where you're going scout" I place my hands on my hips "hey, you don't have to be so rude" he turns around sharply and I see his mask and uniform more clearly. 

*yup, it's the golden brat* you roll your eyes behind your mask, were you going to have an argument with a guy who is full of himself. "I'll have you know i'm the Golden Guard! Your superior, you will treat me with respect" you dust your outfit, "well, respect is commanded but must also be earned, and by the way your acting, you have none of mine" you turn on your heel and stomp away "HEY!" I hear him shout before I round a corner and I have no idea where I am going.

I hated talking to new people but the feeling of telling off a superior felt nice, especially the 'brat'. I lean against a wall and tried to catch my breath, my heart was beating fast, not because of how fast you were running to get away from the Brat, but more from being excited that I told him off and I might just be able to get away with it scot free, I wished I could tell that to my stepmom. *ouch* I looked at my arm and noticed I had opened my old scab, *the habit of scratching my arm when im nervous problem* the blood drizzled down, its warm liquid embracing my arm. I always had a habit of picking at myself, Emelia (step mom) always got angry if I did, sometimes pouring warm saltwater over them if I did, just to teach me a lesson, it worked, the itching and pain did make me want to touch them, but I knew it was a bad habit, and as she would say, "keeping your appearance sharp is important if you want to make it in the real world, here your looks are tolerant, in the real world, I don't even want to say" I scrunch up my nose, she was only looking out for my best interests, right? but I feel like most of what she said was meant to be mean? I knew she didn't like me that much, I just have to prove to her I can be more, I can be the daughter she is proud of! And dad would be proud too! She did always say, if mothers are proud, so is father, emotions were shared by the whole family, so making them proud was important, if I can't make them proud, I won't be worth anything to anyone, i'll end up like Eda the Owl Lady, selling garbage in the night market.