Story of a girl who wanted EVERYTHING

Chapter 19

- I hate my life so much – I murmured as I was sitting in my first official supporter class. A man was teaching us how to be humble to our man. Or whatever. I was totally lost because I missed the first two weeks out.

At least there were plenty of seats left... the warrior part of the class left the classroom to train outside while I was locked into that room, learning about etiquette, sewing, how to put an armor onto a man... and stuff like this.

Hakare and Sarah were my angels, but obviously, they were sitting in the first row. I didn't want to be left alone – all the other girls hated me -, so I joined them and first in my life, I was sitting in the first row. It was totally strange.

And why the other girls hated me? I had no idea. Hakare told me that they were jealous of various things. The number one was my hair – no one in the Palace had anything similar to it -, the number two reason was the fact that I was originally a warrior, the number three reason came from it, naming that I knew the boys in class better than they ever could... And I was hated for lamer things, like my curvy body, like my nice eyes, like the way I didn't care about anything (which wasn't even true).

While I was listening to the proper way of using the many types of forks, half-asleep, I was thinking if I could ever make it. I hadn't even finished with the first day and I had three-hundred sixty-four other days like this. Tyler was easy to speak to "survive this", but he wasn't the one sitting there sewing, constantly piercing through the skin of his finger instead of the fabric we were given to work with.

I just simply sucked in these things. I would have never thought that the day would come... but I almost wanted the days back when I was paired up with young master Deán and every time Master Onhre told us that we'll practice fighting... I knew that I'd be beaten so easily. I missed those days.

And I had a bad feeling about this supporter-choosing thing too. I didn't have a chance to talk with Tyler – he got into a fight with another guy early in the morning and was taken to the Grandmaster. He got some punishment that involved not going to classes that day. I feared that the fight happened because someone talked to him about me.

Dam was busy with a girl he had his eyes on in the last two weeks – they were talking over if they fit to be a warrior and his supporter. So, I was left with Kianna (who still hated everyone and everything because she turned out to be an Earth type) and Sarah and Hakare – these two tried to cheer me up somehow, so we definitely didn't talk about anything related to supporting or warriors.

I noticed young master Deán looking back at us sometimes, but he never left his seat. I saw him approaching me while I was waiting for my lunch, but it seemed like he reconsidered his thoughts in the last moment, and he changed his route eventually. I didn't have time to think about this because I was busy whining over my miserable life.

I had a relatively free afternoon – Master Erikh sent us a word that he had to discuss important matters with an even more important person. Whatever that meant, I didn't know, but as you can guess already, I didn't care either.

I tried to get over the trauma of the first day of the new class I've been in... with reading. I started to reread my favorite book, the one I had taken with me from the Rocks. It was the tale of the four great swords that were made and the war their existence had caused. It had plenty of beautiful drawings and it wrote down the things that was going on between the Clans pretty objectively.

This was the second book I had ever read – after I finished with the children's stories book that I had got from Grandmaster Heik, I went to the library and grabbed the first book I saw there. It wasn't a kids' book, but I read it anyway. And while I was reading about the Sword of the Draagon, I realized that I wanted that. This was my destiny... so, I decided to be a warrior and aimed to wield the Sword of the Draagon one day. Whenever I had the slightest doubts about this destiny, I reread this book.