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ARTEMIS
Gray was grumpier than usual today. I could tell, from the way his eyebrows were furrowed to the point where they met at the middle of his forehead, and his usual frown was as intense as ever. I swear, this guy's gonna get wrinkles.
The five of us were standing against one side of a great hallway. On the other side, were two guards, who were stationed on either side of a young-looking child, with pretty red eyes and pure white hair. And boy, I felt like a noodle standing in between Jasper and Gray, who were glaring daggers at the guards, who looked more than uncomfortable under the glares.
Y'see, what had happened was we were out on a fine evening stroll, when all of a sudden, this random kid appears out of nowhere, and then a buncha guards came chasing after him. Apparently, the boy's name was Crimson, and he had been caught lurking around in the forbidden forest. Almost immediately, both Gray and Jasper were all fired up and stood in between the guards and the child. They'd refused to hand the little boy over and resisted up until the guards had to get the headmaster himself involved.
And now here we are, waiting in this dark, stone-walled hallway for the headmaster to call us in.
"Why were we dragged into this...?" I heard Pearl grumble from the side. "I swear Jasp, every gosh darn time we hang out, you get us into trouble."
"Me?!" Jasper grunted, crossing his arms. "Tell that to the one who snuck into the forest out of nowhere."
"Don't blame me!" Bella's voice hissed. "You were the one who suggested drinking! Anyhows, isn't this exciting? We get to see the headmaster himself!"
"Why are you excited to see some old fart?" Jasper asked. I noticed how his voice seemed to be more deep and intense now, unlike his usual lighthearted demeanour. Well, his friendliness always seemed somewhat forced, to me at least. He's quite interesting, to be honest. He seems like the type of guy whose entire personality is just an act.
I shrugged it off. I could be overthinking it, after all. He might just be worried about the kid.
It felt like an eternity before the great big doors slowly opened, the halls echoing with their loud creak. A petite woman walked out through the doors and turned towards us. She looked really young, with pale skin and curly white hair and soft blue eyes, hidden behind her circular, golden-rimmed glasses. She looked almost... Ethereal in a way, unearthly beautiful. I could tell that Jasper was thinking the same thing, from the way his hands immediately covered his mouth after a shocked gasp.
