It turns out that the old lady's name was Mrs. Mungall,. How do I know? Well.. Lets just say that she proceeded to give me a 25 minute sermon about wasting time in front of the whole pack of kids, which is really hypocritical because by doing that, she was also wasting time herself.
"I do not tolerate tardiness! How hard is it to keep track of your own time!? Blah blah blah.."
She kept rambling on and on. And dont even get me started on how many times I had to say "Im sorry Mrs. Mungall." To calm her down. Honestly, Im not even sure what the hell I'm doing here in the first place. I tried to explain to her that I was lost and I needed to go to the bus station, but she just said "I dont need your excuses! I'm the one talking here!"
So I just finally gave up and decided to shut up. I figured that its best to just blend in for a while and then leave inconspicuously when I get the stinkin' chance.
"Didnt your parents teach you about time or are you just too lazy to keep track of the time you've been wasting?"
"Im sorry Mrs. Mungall. I really am. I wont be late next time so that I wont miss uhh--whatever you're doing here in the forest, I promise."
I apologized half-heartedly for the enth time, just like what a normal kid would do. Finally, she narrowed her eyes and scowled.
"Let me just get my book."
Then she walked away.
Damn. She really hates my guts. And we've only known each other for 25 minutes, and judging by the way she acts and talks I find it hard to believe that she is actually married.
"Whats up with her?" I said to myself, staring weirdly at the old lady who was now stomping away.
"Mrs. Mungall's the Time Mage. She hates it when kids are late."
A voice beside me answered my question. I nearly jumped when I saw a kid with shaggy blond hair and a deadpan expression tainted across his face. He was wearing a necklace with a stone as a pendant just like everyone else and a white shirt beneath his black hoodie, a yellow bandana rested on his neck. The kid stood beside me casually as if he was there all along. I could've sworn I was alone at the back 10 seconds ago. How the heck did he got here so fast?
"How the fuck!?"
I half-yelled in surprise.
"What? You never seen a mage this handsome before?"
He replied. I cocked an eyebrow and looked at him as if he was crazy.
"What the fuck have you been smoking? I'm serious here. I need to get out of this field."
He looked at me confusingly.
"Wait isnt that why you're here? Arent you a Mage? Where's your stone?"
I immediately felt like punching some sense into this dimwit. Mages? What the actual f*ck!?
"Are you retarded? Mages dont exist! You all are crazy!"
"Oh.. You're new to the concept.. I see."
He answered unfazed by the fact that I yelled at him and called him retarded.
"I said the same thing before. I know, its really hard to believe at first. I would explain it to you but, its best if you figure it by your own. By the way, My name's Zion.. Zion Chase. But everyone calls me Zye.. It sounds cooler that way."
He held out a hand for me to shake.. Being the idiot that I am, I shook his hand. The moment that I did, I felt a mild electric shock surging through my body. Dangerous enough to shock the living daylights out of me, but mild enough to spare me from death.

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The Chronicles of Navin: Journey to the promised land
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