Fragments of Harmony [Book 1!]

./.Chapter 3././David Rosevile/.

Ah... magic and potions class. Miss.Nebula is really nice, and that's just one of the many reasons why it's my favorite class of them all.

David took off his grey and silver headphones, and set it down on a standing table in front of the magic and potions room. The standing table was clean and tidy, allowing students to put unnecessary items onto it and retrieve it when studies ended.

Atlas never sets those black headphones of his down...

David smiled, striding into the magic and potions classroom. The door was as solid as a brick, and unable to open. But anyone who worked at or attended in Krosonia Highschool could simply just walk through it. The room itself was interesting as well, with many fascinating things decorating the tables and walls. David took particular interest in this plastic skeleton that would take and pass out worksheets, quizzes, or homework all by itself without any suspensions. It would scare him a bit, but he always found it quite nice to have around.

"Just a little magic and potion always does the trick!" Miss.Nebula would constantly say with a happy smile. She was a really popular teacher. Smart, sweet, and pretty as well... even the girl with black and red hair who everyone called, "Hothead," enjoyed a bit of her class. When David picked a seat in the middle of the room, sat down, and got his potion materials ready, only a few students were there with him. 10:54am... still a bit early but that's fine.

He looked up to see Miss.Nebula shaking hands with a girl who had long black hair and a turtleneck shoulder-cut jacket. David had never once seen her in any of his classes before. Is she a new student?

He heard Miss.Nebula say to her, "Do you see that boy with the brown hair and golden hexagon glasses? You can sit over there in the seat in front of him. It's nice meeting you, and I'm glad to have you in my class this year!" The girl nodded, slightly bowed, and began walking towards David. Her eyes sparkled like stardust, and her smile seemed to shine like the sun. She seemed nice enough, so David waved a quick 'hello' to her. She said nothing, but waved back, scooting into her seat in front of his. Should I ask for her name?...

David was about to ask when a group of kids rushed through the door and scrambled into their seats. Most of which sat next to or near the new girl. They all turned to her and bombarded her with tons and tons of questions such as, "Are you a new transfer student?" "What's your favorite food? Maybe I can get you some!", and, "Wanna be friends? You're really pretty by the way!"She was pretty, all right. That's one thing that David was sure of about her.

Huh. Popular already? Welp, don't get too exited about it since a mob of kids are going to start following you around like a hoard of zombies soon. David sighed. He was glad he wasn't popular at all. Sure, a few kids knew him pretty well, like Atlas and some friends, but mostly he liked space to himself. He always did. "Class! Let our new classmate breathe, alright? She can answer all of your questions later when breaks starts after this period," Miss.Nebula stated.

"Don't cause her too much stress! It can be a lot to handle to be crowded like this."

Some voices could still be heard, but were hushed when Miss.Nebula walked over and tapped their tables gently as a reminder to settle down. When everyone was quiet, she walked back up to the front of the classroom. "As you can see, today we have a new classmate. She just moved here a few days ago, and transferred from Pinebloom Highschool up North. Would you like to introduce yourself to the class, or would you rather not? It's all fine if you choose that you don't feel like it at the moment, sweetheart."

The girl shook her head no, but seemed glad to not share. Ah, I think she has stage fright... kind of like me! Well, that's one thing we have in common, David thought, remembering a play he did before. It was about a dragon and a prince, and the characters were all so cool, but he got the most boring role in the world. He played a rock, and only had one line which was, "Don't sit on me!" It made a lot of people laugh, but he felt embarrassed about it every time it was brought up.