Enchanter

Chapter 21

Cas awoke to the sound of a wind chyme. Immediately he looked outside to the beaming clock tower sure enough it read six. He looked over to Alistair's bed, he was no longer there. After the Pilgrimages decided the terms of his entrance, Alistair tried to apologise, but Cas wasn't too forgiving.

As he was getting dressed the room became cold as ice as a familiar voice whispered from behind. "You know that it is mandatory at all times to be wearing the academy's official uniform during the hours of six to three when classes are begging held."

Cas whipped around to see the boy in white once again. He rolled his eyes, "Could you please just leave me alone. You and the rest of the Pilgrimages have made it quite clear that you don't want me in your group and I could say the same."

"Well good morning to you too, bringer of light," He said sarcastically. "And last time I checked I'm pretty sure that I didn't say anything of the sort."

Cas took a deep breath, "Where do I find the uniforms."

The boy laughed, "Really you're going to ask me? I'm literally wearing nothing but boxers."

Cas actually looked at the boy for the first time, "Huh. That you are."

"Alistair and I have an agreement." He went over to the trunk and pulled out what looked like a suit." As he put on the garments he continued to talk. "I keep my clothing in his room and he can store all his relics in my room." As he placed the blazer on already there was a white frost forming at the edges.

Cas walked over to his own trunk and found that suits were placed inside. Quickly he added them to his ring and changed the clothes on his body. "Really this is our uniform." He pulled at his tie, "This thing is chocking me."

The boy touched the buttons on the blazer, "The white threads seemed to have turned green." He looked more closely at Cas, "Maybe you are special bringer of light after all."

"Really could you just call me Cas?"

"Oh I suppose Cas," He said jokingly. "Now come on we're going to be late for our very first class of the day if we keep up this snail's pace."

Cas stopped just as he was about to grab the door handle. "What do you mean we're going to be late?"

"Oh I'm the residential advisor for this floor." He walked right past Cas and opened the door and held it for Cas to walk through. "I think Q&A time is over for now."

Cas slowly walked out the door. The next few minutes were silent as they walked down the hallway. Before the stairs the boy turned around, "Oh I almost forgot." Slowly he lifted his hands and blew into them, snowflakes formed as pillars of ice grew from the ground. Finally a banner made of ice formed from the ceiling. It read, Have a great term! – Your R.A. Jax, The Eternal White Winter.

Cas' eyes grew wide, "Are you-"

"Jack Frost," he said. "No that would imply that I am old as bricks." They continued to go down the stairs. "My great-grand father is the one that mortals had gotten the name Jack Frost from around the turn of the century."

As they walked out the door Cas pulled out his campus map. "I'm guessing that you know all the shortcuts."

Jaxs turned Cas around, "Why do we need short cuts we're already here."

To Cas' surprise the residential hall was gone, replaced by a large tower. Cas looked at Jaxs, he had a hunch. He quickly went for the door and pulled it open. Instead of a lobby, he was in a classroom, which all seats were empty. He as he walked up to the desk he picked up a note:

Dear student,

If you are reading this, and are a first- term student, I would like to congratulate you on your natural magical intuition. Most people don't realise that the academy will take you to the places where you need to be if you ask it to. If you are a second year or so on then you really should stop showing off already and grow up. As for today's instruction, just sit down and find a seat. I would prefer my time not to be wasted as such I will show up when I want.