The Guardians

Chapter 17

After I had got ready and ate for breakfast I then headed out to go to "class", if that is what you want to call it. It isn't like normal schools; you don't go to a class and learn how to fight... Well that is what you do here, other than casting spells. It is such a big change and is hard to adapt to. But I did. So that is okay I guess. Sometimes I do panic and think that I don't fit in, but I do because we are all witches. It's so weird saying that aloud too.

I then finally found the training room where I learned how to fight, bt I did eventually go down the wrong corridor two or three times... As usual, I entered through the huge door to go and train with the horribly strict trainer. We all lined up and waited our turn to demonstrate what we have learnt and then we line up again to fight with swords, and then without. The reason why we were doing this is because we had to prove to the instructor that we knew what we were doing, and if we did well, we got to choose our weapons and choose what fighting type for the next three weeks. That reminds me of science and my absolute failure on it, because I know I am bad at fighting so I knew I was going to get what is equivalent to a U grade. I enjoyed the lessons of fighting however, I always panic during tests and especially if you had to perform in front of them! What if I have to fight someone bigger than me? Someone who has big muscles and is about six foot nine?!

I was next in the line to get up and demonstrate. I felt butterflies in my stomach. Change that; I felt daggers in my stomach. The instructor called my name and I stood on the mat and did my demonstrations. and then, in an instant, it was over. Literally over! It took about 15 minutes. Not 4 hours! Now for the fighting... Great. Now I have definitely got daggers in my stomach but its changing to swords. You know when I said I would probably have to face a big muscled person? Yep. I did. When the instructor was then about to blow his whistle meaning that it was then time to start... I was so nervous. What if I forgot how to fight as soon as the sound of the whistle occurred?! Oh my gosh.

Then the whistle blew.

The big muscles girl who was way taller then me leapt and pulled at my hair and smacked my face repeatedly. I should just give up, it is no use at all, I thought. But then, at that instant, I thought of the strangest thing... When my mother disowned me. I lift my fist and smash her in the face, as hard as I could. She backed up holding her bruised face, she didn't go unconscious but that was enough time for me to kick her in her stomach. I did that and then she dropped onto the cold hard floor. Easier than I thought. No, not really. I was still hurt from getting hit in the face a few times, but I won. I won. The instructor watched me as I walked off, his jaw looked like it could touch the floor.

All the students taking part looked so injured. Two were even crying... I wasn't. I won... I WON. I WON A BIG MUSCLED GIRL WHO WAS BIGGER THAN ME! I smiled to myself, proud. They all were looking at me. It was as though some were shocked, but some looked angry. And then we had our sword exams.

Afterwards, the boys were all talking to me saying how "boss" that was.One of them even asked me to hang out. I said yes, of course! I made new friends AND proved that stupid coach man wrong! HA!

We all went out into the forests; there weren't anywhere like Starbucks around in this small town. We all just had a campfire. It was good to hang out. I always end up getting along more with boys than girls. Other than Pixie, who I get along with the most. It is just the way I am, I always used to be with the boys in my family, and not the girls. Even though I have girl best friend. HAD. Not anymore, I am glad I can't put anyone in danger.

I should be trying not to think about that.
After our campfire was over, all walked to the front of the gold gates of the institute and then they all walked on, all going to their dorms. I met lots of new friends and I remembered all of their names. Erik, Jack, Liam, Kieran and John. There were only a few of us that could come and hang out. They all left as I walked through the gate, but I felt a hand on my shoulder. My shoulder felt strange and it felt like electricity. "Scarlet wait. I have to tell you I am really sorry about what happened in the training room... It's just that..." It was Alex. He put his hand on my cheek, I didn't know what to do. I just froze.
"It's okay, at least I didn't hurt you," I joked "and thanks for helping me, back then." He did help me, back in the dimension of the demons. I then hugged him. He was looking at me and then all of a sudden his lips were on mine. I drew myself back and looked absolutely shocked. "W-What was that?!" I said, I didn't know what to say, he kissed me! Then I ran as far away from him as possible. I didn't look back.
I couldn't believe it.
He kissed me. What was wrong with him? We barely even know each other!
Just as I walked through the door of the institute I went to the library, I notice my friends, Pixie and Jake, pacing up and down in the library which had huge old book cases crammed with old books. There was a big wooden table and I went and sat down there. "Uh hi..." They both looked.
"Where have you been?! We got so worried about you! You did so well in training! We heard the rumours!You passed all of them and you got the top grade." Pixie stated.
"We find out that quickly?!" I said. It's nothing like GCSEs then... So stressful. All I did was practise the night before...
"She got the highest grade?! Wow." Jake smirked at me.
"Oh. I think I'm going to go to sleep now. Good night." Then I walk all the way down the huge staircase. It seemed like forever to get down those stairs! So tiring. I went to the bathroom which is connected to my dorm room. I brushed my teeth and got my pyjamas on. I then hopped into my warm comfy bed. I randomly woke up at like three in the morning. I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss. It was scary but I actually liked it. I picked up my book and read for awhile, until I fell asleep again.