Chasing Elysian

11. Threats From Goldie

Rosanna's P. O. V:

After my meal- which, by the way was downright awkward, Aniysa and I left for Herbology Class. Our time schedules were the same but not our classes. Save for Herbology Class which was the only class in correspondence.

Our professor for Herbology was a grey haired man in his 50's. Professor Darwin is his name. He looked mean with his resting face and warm when he smiled, lighting up his whole aura in a second.

And he smiled a lot. Seemingly whenever he talked about plants. Otherwise, no.

“Remind me again, why do you attend herbology class? Aren't you a warrior or something?”

I whispered to Aniysa as we walked slowly at the back.

We were on a trip in the greenhouse where Professor Darwin was busy explaining the characteristics of several plants.

It was partially interesting and partially boring.

“Well,” Aniysa stated. Rubbing the sides of her arm as she looked down.

“Herbology is not really class specified. It's an option. But It's... Something that reminds me of my Sister. I like to feel she's around by engaging in the things- places, where I know I could find her.”

I let out a soft hum, cringing internally at the situation I brought up.

I swung my hand around her shoulders, wondering how to proceed and make her feel okay.

Corry Campbell- deceased sister of Aniysa. A mystery and horror story.

The guilt gnawed on me and I decided to keep my mouth shut.

Aniysa looked at me and smiled. Understanding my feelings.

“It's been a year... I can at least hold the tears in public.”

I sighed ruffling her hair.

This girl has grown on me at frightening pace.

“You know, Patty.” She said smiling.

“You look a lot like Corry. But the difference is obvious.”

“Mm?” I said, staring ahead at the professor who was too busy explaining his love for plants, herbs and flowers to notice half of his students were bored and inattentive.

“Yeah. Your hair, eyes, lips, nose are almost like a lookalike but your skin color is darker. And personality-wise, Corry was just like a fairytale princess or um, like that princess; Brave. But you're more like that wicked mastermind who acts so normal.”

I tugged at her cheek and she let out a low yelp.

“Repeat that, would you?”

I gave her my sweetest smile, making sure the promise of vengeance was in my eyes.

“Yes, yes I will. Patrica is a wicked fellow, rotten to the bottom of- ouch!”

Ani is sure to leave this class with a bunch of red marks on her fair skin.

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After Herbology Class was lunch break. Almost all students were located in the Cafeteria. And Aniysa had left off to somewhere on an emergency.

Leaving me alone in this sea of people. I spotted Drake and Naiyah but I didn't hesitate to not approach them.

I moved the opposite way as a matter of fact.

My packaged lunch was inside my bag and I navigated my way around the campus. Looking for a bench under a shaded area.

It wasn't too difficult to find one. So I took my seat and began eating in peace.