Nevermore Academy || Marilyn Thornhill and fem! OC

Chapter Twelve

Eris stood, leaning out of the window next to Principal Weems' office, a smoking cigarette between her lips.
Lessons had finished twenty minutes ago and just as the principal had ordered, Eris had made her way to the office awaiting further instructions. She was dreading whatever the blonde woman had to say. She knew it would be regarding the 'special lessons'for her and her sister, but she wasn't sure whether she was ready to learn more about her abbilities. If it was up to her, the dark powers would simply evaporate and leave her free to live her life.

Eris deeply inhaled the smoke from the cigarette, hoping it would help to calm the pulling feeling in her chest.
It did not.

Footsteps stepping smartly toward her, made her lazily put out the cigarette on the windowsill and turn around, already knowing who she would see.
Jocelyn was practically fuming.

„You did not even hint at extra lessons. You didn't even try to tell me! Eris, that is honestly so shitty of you! You should have told me."
Eris couldn't help but role her eyes.

„Why? Would you have planned a different Outfit for today?"
„Oh, shut up", Jocelyn hissed menacingly.
„Come on, Jos, I haven't known for that long either and we won't be graded or anything, so chill about it already"

Jocelyn was just opening her mouth to snap back, when the door to their right opened and the Principal stepped out of her office, alongside Miss Thornhill and the mysterious witchmaster.

„Ah, I see you both received word of your extra lessons with witchmaster De Vinez. Wonderful."

Jocelyn huffed slightly and accusingly held up a tiny piece of paper.
„I found a note in my room just now, saying to come here for special lessons. Eris didn't exactly tell me anything."

All three adults turned to look at Eris now, who shrugged, obviously not concerned about it at all.
„I thought the note would be sufficient."

The Principal clicked her tongue impatiently, while Mister de Vinez looked close to calculating.
Miss Thornhill didn't seem surprised at all and excused herself, wishing the girls luck and walking away.
Eris looked after her half-wishing she'd stay, yet half-relieved she wouldn't witness whatever awaited her in this lesson.

„Well alright. Please meet Witchmaster Ricardo de Vinez of the White Islands. You might have heard of him he is the one who discovered the cure for gnome rabbies. Ricardo, these are Jocelyn and Eris Ryder. Your students."

„It is most wonderful to make your acquaintances. I have heard a lot about you two and hope to be of help to you on your way to fully understanding and mastering your unique powers.", the witchmaster rambled, words laced with a spanish accents, as he shook first Jocelyns and then Eris' hand.

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Eris stood in the middle of her room, windows spread wide open, feeling the cold night air wipe soothingly across her face, as she softly played her violin.
It was almost two in the morning. Eris had gone to bed sleepily, yet only a couple of hours had gone by, before she had again been woken by the recurring nightmare. Knowing she wouldn't be able to fall back asleep in her panicked, sweaty state, she had simply decided not to try.

She was almost certain the severe nightmare must have been triggered by the strange lesson earlier.
Even though it hadn't been nearly as bad as Eris had feared.
Like any other teacher, Mister de Vinez had started by talking about some mandatory information. He had informed them about his background, losing himself in a quite detailed retelling of his first witchers circle, after which he seemed to have thought it necessary to recite a Poem he had learned, which apparently very accuretly described the sensation of spiritually becoming one with the participants of the circle.