The Prince of Ebolian

First Timer

"Remember to finish the group project over the weekend," The teacher shouted as the students were packing up. It was the last class of the day and we were assigned a weekend group project.

As I packed up, I noticed my group members were whispering to each other, so I decided to go up to them and see what they were talking about.
"Hey, what're you guys talking about?" I asked, struggling to put my backpack on.

"We're talking about what we're doing for the project. What are some of your inputs?" One group member replied. She helped me zip up a pocket that wasn't fully closed on my backpack. We then started walking to the courtyard our college has.

"Thank you, Sydney," I said, "We could do the wedding ceremonies in Ancient Rome?"

"Yes! I was just talking about Ancient Rome" Sydney shouted, "Great, so Rome it is!" The others discussed other ideas just in case. After a few minutes of ideas bouncing around, we settled on Ancient Rome being the best subject for the project.

"Then, I'll be seeing you tomorrow?" I said, waving. We planned on meeting at Sydney's dorm to discuss how to tackle the project. The others waved me goodbye while also heading off to their dorm rooms.

Afterwards, I headed to my dorm and set down my bag. I went over to the bathroom and took a shower. After my shower, I got dressed then headed to the kitchen in the building and got something to eat.

"Why hello shortie," Wes smiled, sitting next to me. "What's up my guy?"

"Don't call me that, Wes." I sighed.

"Can't I? I'm your best friend of many years," He laughed. "So, how's college so far?"

"Stressful. I already have a group project and it's only been two weeks," I whined. "I can handle my group because they're chill people, but what if for the next project we have to pick who we work with? Or it's other people?"

"You'll be fine." He reassured me, patting my back.

"I won't, nothing's fine," I cried. I laid my head on the table blowing my empty paper plate away.
"Whatever. Just don't make friends with the wrong people again. I don't want that happening to you ever again." He said, standing up and walking away.

I got up and threw my plate away. I then walked back to my room. Luckily the person I was supposed to room with got into another college, allowing me to have a whole room to myself. While walking back to my room, I noticed a small mirror on the wall that wasn't there before. I decided to go up to it and recite the classic evil queen line.

"Mirror mirror on the wall, tell me who's the fairest of them all?" I exclaimed jokingly. I love fairy tales, Greek mythology, and anything relating to history. As soon as I spoke I felt a cold sensation. For a second, I thought I saw someone else behind me, but when I looked back no one was there. I looked at the mirror once again to stare at it intensely. When I decided I had enough, I looked away and headed to my dorm room.

As I opened the door, I remembered I had left my computer in the classroom earlier today when my group was discussing what to do for the project. I sighed while cursing to myself quietly. I looked at my alarm clock thinking of an idea. I could rush to the classroom before the school doors lock. The cleaners wouldn't mind a college student grabbing their computer, right? Before I thought of the consequences of my plans, I grabbed my jacket and ran out the door.

I ran towards the exit stairs and flew down them. After I left the dorm buildings, I sped towards the school. A few other students were still outside talking to each other, deep in conversation. The cold breeze of the night made the whole trip worse for me. I couldn't handle the cold that well, and would have to dress up more to stay warm if I knew how cold it was. I got to the school before it was locked up, sped walked down the halls to the classroom, and tried to open the door. It was locked.

I let out a frustrated sigh, banging my hand on the door while trying to open the door again out of desperation. It was only then I realized how out of breath I had been. Gasping for air, I decided to try and calm myself down, trying to lower my heart rate.