Fey Academy

Chapter 4

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I quickly walk out of the hangout and look for the dorms. I can sleep without sheets for one night but if I stay with David much longer, I think I’ll go crazy with love. The chilly autumn air brushes past me. I shiver. This feels impossible. How can I fall in love with a boy I met today? I don’t believe in love at first sight. My hair is whipping across my face, and I sight. In my mind I form a picture of David. My cheeks are turning pink and I don’t know if it’s because of him or the cold. Stopping in the middle of the sidewalk I close my eyes and smile. It’s not a big smile, but the one you give when you know something good just happened to you. I’m in love. The thought set’s into my brain; this foreign thought that I have never felt before. 

I make it back to my dorm and go to my room. Inside is Trish. She’s sleeping in her bed. It’s the first time I’ve seen her quiet in the day I’ve known her. My bags are on top of my bed. She must have gotten them for me. That’s so sweet. I un-zip the red plaid bag and take out my sheets. After that encounter I’m tired, all my energy has left my body. I don’t bother taking a shower. I can do it in the morning. I unfold my sheets and spread them across the bed. Mechanically I put on my frilly pink nightgown, and fall into my bed.

Ever since I got to this Academy my mind has been chaos. I can finally calm it down, and have a moment of peace. This is not what I imagined would happen, even in my wildest dreams. It feels magical. I now know why everyone wants to fall in love. I want to tell someone about this. Can I tell Trish? I’m not that close to her, and I don’t think I can open up to her yet. At times like this I want to talk to my parents. As the sad thoughts enter my mind I start to curl up in a ball and hug my bunched up sheets. If they were here everything would be alright, but then I wouldn’t have met David. I would give him up if my parents were still her. I can feel that I am on the verge of tears. The pressure in the back of my throat keeps getting bigger. I really miss them. Today was like a hint of sunlight in a sea of darkness, but if my Mom and Dad were back there would be no sea.

I get out of my bed and shuffle around in my suit case to find a battered old picture of a family picture. I squeeze it in my hand and hold it up to my heart. “Mommy, Daddy,” I whisper, “I love you.” In the picture my parents are smiling softly down at a baby they are holding, this is me. I can’t hold it back anymore and I am silently crying. Tears are running down my face. I try to wipe them away with my hand but it doesn’t work. My nose is starting to run too. “I need you.” My roommate starts to stir. I can’t stay here or she’ll wake up, and that means explaining why I’m crying. I can’t do that. Not to her, not to anyone. Slowly I get off the ground and throw a coat over my nightgown. I put my hand on the desk to steady my feet. Still crying I push the door open and stumble out of my room. I wander aimlessly out into the campus. I know my eyes are red and tears streak down my face. I trip and fall on the ground. My knees get scraped and start bleeding. Unable to hold back I let out a sob. This sadness weighs on my heart and I can’t make it go away.

I push of the ground and run. I don’t have a reason, but I can’t stay still anymore. I guess that might be my reason. I continue to run not paying attention to where I’m going or what’s around me. I’m not sure if I’m even still on the side walk. My heart rate goes up and I can feel it beating in my chest. I breathe heavily. If I stop running I start thinking about my parents again. I don’t want to feel that pain. I want to get away from it all. I want David. I stop. What am I thinking? I want him to take me away from all this. Why would he do that? I don’t even know if he likes me, but I know I like him. I want him to fall for me like I have for him.

Where am I? I take in my surroundings. In front of me is a lake and behind me are the woods. I didn’t know we had forest on campus. I don’t remember walking through them either. They are dense and forbidding, like they are warning you to stay out. I look back to the lake. It’s huge, like everything else here, or at least the things belonging to the winter dorm. The moonlight reflects of it, and makes the water simmer. It feels magical, as if I could walk on it. As if I could walk on water that would be magical. I wish someone could see this with me, maybe David, or my parents. The back of my throat feels constricted, and my tears are coming back. I close my eyes in order to get a hang of my emotions. Slowly they go away. When I open them again, I see something I wasn’t expecting.

Out in the middle of the lake is a something I’ve seen before. I can’t remember were but I’ve seen it before. I concentrate really hard to remember but it isn’t coming back. Where do I remember this from? What is it? I don’t even know that, but it’s different. Not something you see every day. I know that because I’m mesmerized by it, and that doesn’t happen often. In fact the only times I’ve been mesmerized before was when I saw David, and at my parents car accident. 

That’s where I remember it from. It’s the flower from the car accident; only this one isn’t dancing on sunlight but moonlight. I look at it closer. This is hard because it’s so far away. How is it that I am able to see it, or that I even noticed it? This lake is huge and it’s all the way in the middle of it. I need to know what it is, what made me miss my parent’s car crash. Without thinking, I walk towards it. At some point in time I notice that I am walking on the water just like the expression. I don’t bother me. My only goal right now is to reach the flower. I keep calling it a flower but I’m not sure what it is? Flower is the only thing I can come up with. My feet are cold from the water. It has soaked through my flats. I should be nervous, or at least freaked out that what I’m walking on isn’t a solid but a liquid, and that it shouldn’t be possible, but my only goal is in front of me not beneath me.

I reach the middle of the lake. I forced myself not to look at it till I got to it. That was hard, but something I had to do. I have to be close to it to fully see what it is. I lift my eyes up to it. This thing it’s a person, well not exactly. It has the body of a human but its skin is blue and it has delicate wings on its back. If I touched them they would fall off, even at the gentlest of touches. It is still dancing on the moonlight, it wings moving swiftly. That must be what keeps it in the air. I stare at it for a moment longer. What is this creature?

Fey

That’s it. It must be fey. This is Fey Academy. My brain can’t process this. A creature thought to be a myth is real and in this academy. How does the world not know about this? It’s almost as if everything I know is a lie, and this creature was the one who distracted me from my parent’s death and ruined my life. I should hate them but I can’t. Once I lay eyes on them all thoughts of hate disappear.

My hand reaches out to touch the fey. I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help it. My hand moves forward and just before my hand reaches the dancing fey, the water below me caves in. As I fall strait into it, I look to see the fey one more time but it’s gone, and in its place I see a person with his hand held out to help me. I reach for it but don’t have enough energy to grab. I can’t tell who it is because my vision is fading. The water surrounds me and goes into my lungs. My last thought before I pass out is who the winter dorm students truly are.