Descendants of Magic

CHAPTER III. - OSSILOR: WELCOME TO AVEUS

          I woke up in cold sweat, breathing hard. What was that dream? It was more. It felt longer than any of my previous dreams. I was finally going to be able to see their face but I woke up before that. I looked around the room and saw that I was the only one in there. The room was quiet, there was no sound even in the bathroom. Rubbing my eyes and brushing through my hair, I let out a big sigh and supported my forehead with my left hand. I took in deep breaths. The air here felt somewhat different. There was full light in the whole room which meant it must be morning already. Thinking about all that happened these last days I got a little bit lost in my thoughts and then it hit me. I have a class at the same time as my roommates. Dammit! Did I sleep through my alarm? And if I did why didn't the girls wake me up? Not that we promised to do it and that we are friends or anything since we barely spoke to each other, besides when picking out spots to put our things. I toss the blanket to the side and jump out of the bed. I leave the bed messy as it is and quickly search around to locate and grab my phone to check the time. I found it tossed and tugged under my pillow. I pressed the lock button to reveal my lock screen which was a selfie of me and Reilly, the first picture I took when I bought the phone. The screen showed 8:28am which made me sprung out of my bed since the first class is supposed to be at 9am and I run to my closet. I rummage through it trying to find some clothes to wear since I haven't managed to grasp how the clothes got organized. I take out the only thing I could find and piece it together, which was one of my dark blue skinny jeans and a plain white T-shirt with no print on it. I tossed it on the unmade bed and the crinkled blanket, then closed my wardrobe. I had no time to spare so I removed my clothes I used for pyjamas and hopped into the clothes on the bed fast. I had a few spare minutes so I walked swiftly into the bathroom to just wash my teeth and my face with a plain water and just soap as I didn't have that much time for any skin care routine nor make up. A simple kajal slim eyeliner topped with mascara and some transparent lipgloss will have to do for today. I kept my light brown hair cut short and simple, always something between the chin and shoulder length. They were straight and I never needed to do anything to it, just simply brush it. On the other hand, when I wanted some curls, or mostly when Reilly tried to curl my hair to match hers, it would be flat in a few minutes and never hold. I was never much into the hair styling and stuff anyway so I kept them straight and let Reilly cut them when they grew too long. I tidied up everything in the bathroom and then went to make my bed. The nuns and volunteers at the orphanage always nagged us, sometimes even disciplined us in many different ways if we didn't clean our beds. As a result, it became a habit or a reflex to always make sure my bed is neatly made. I only had two classes today but since I never knew what to expect and no one explained to us what to bring, I just took my backpack that was left under my desk, put in on the chair and then opened it up. I started stuffing it. First some pens and pencils that were prepared for us when we first arrived to our rooms, also with some clean notebooks to write into. I took one of those too as I was getting ready for your casual high school class. I wondered if there are any specific textbooks between those books they gave us yesterday so I disrupted the stack and shuffled through in on the table. I found one called General History but nothing that would seem to be fit for the Introduction class. I took the history textbook and slammed it into the free space in my backpack I could find and then closed it off. I grabbed my phone and put in inside my back pocket on the jeans and then I drag the bag in my hands as I leave the room. I stop myself in the doorway. The cloak! I groaned and turned around to go and take my cloak from the closet. I toss it across my shoulder and then run to the find the classroom.

I tossed the bag from one shoulder to another while trying to put the cloak on me. I slid my arms into the long baggy sleeves and then closed it up with the piece of fabric and buttons under my neck. I stopped for a moment to reach for my phone and check the time. I was already a few minutes late for the class so I picked up my pace and hurried to the classroom. I remember the prefects showing us around and mentioning it was on the first floor. I run fast and find the classroom. Opening the door, I caught everyone's attention. All of my classmates turned around to see who just entered. They were all sitting at their single desks while dressed in black cloakes we received as 1st years. Besides those, you couldn't really see what they are wearing. The only thing I noticed was their hairstyles and the amount of make up some of them had. Those people somehow looked different than your average people. Not just that they could do magic, but the atmosphere around them felt more rich. I look down at my feet and quickly walk to an empty seat I saw when I scanned the room as I entered it. I sit down and drop my bag next to the desk. The teacher didn't seem to be in the room yet so I took sigh of relief. I didn't know if there will be any points deducted for being late so it was better safe to be sorry if I wanna keep it up in here. In that moment somebody appeared out of thin air right in front of me. I got scared by the sudden presence and the shadow that covered me so I screamed. Everyone started to laugh as I looked around at them and then stared at the person in front of me. It was a female, maybe in her mid 40s, dressed casually in brown suit pants and a blouse in a dark forest green color that was tugged inside those high waist pants. She had a small piece of pearl jewelry finishing up her outfit which were revealed by her long blonde hair being braided and tossed to one side on the left shoulder. She just looked at me with no expression and then walked to the teacher's desk. When she arrived at her spot, she turned around back at me and said my name.