Chapter 10. Origin Academy 2

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" Who brought you here?" One of the guys with blonde hair asked. Alaric was confused and asked the question that made the guy gasp.
"Was someone supposed to bring me here?" Some might have thought he was arrogant but the confused expression said everything. He figured everything out. This was usually test number one for all those who joined the academy.

One could only be led to the dorm but no one would explain the system. Maybe the lucky ones who came from the ground floor were safe. Some even spent the whole day trying to figure out which room they were assigned. Even the three in the room climbed upto the third floor searching  for their rooms during their admission before they figured it out.

Alaric stared at the three guys in the room. Apart from the blonde guy who was standing 5'7 the rest were seated around a table. There were several books on the table. When he walked in holding the arrar plate, only the blonde guy stood up, the rest just looked towards him. They even laughed at his reply. The tallest guy who appeared to be oldest had brownish red spiky hair and his eyes hazel.

He was wearing a green T-shirt and bluish pants. His T-shirt appeared slightly larger and the neckline revealed the collarbone. He appeared to be the silent type.  On the other side of the table was a guy with fiery red hair. His hair standing like the top of a cone ice cream. His eyes orange like the flames. He apeared a head shorter than the other guy. He was wearing an orange T-shirt and black pants. He appeared to be the firery like people. Then back to the blonde guy whose eyes were goldish. Wearing a white T-shirt and brown pants. Alaric stared at him still waiting for his answer. The guy stuttured and lowered his head.

"No," he started, " Its just that it usually takes long to find your room..." The two guy laughed. It was clear that the blonde guy was often picked on by the guys. The guy scratched the back of his head as he gave them a begging look to not say anything.
" You know he went to every room searching for this room. He spent almost the whole day," the guy with hazel eyes spoke. He surely wasn't the silent type. The laugh from the other guy just proved that he was the fiery type. Now the blonde's personality was proved. He was actually the talkative type. He had thought that maybe they would find someone else to pick on but he ended up getting himself laughed at. He looked at Alaric who did not laugh. Maybe it was not funny.

"My name is Oliver Kenneth, still in the foundation stage," the blonde spoke again introducing himself, " That is Carlos Grey, early stages of Master Plane," Oliver said pointing towards the guy with brown hair, "That's Arazel Kael, middle stages of Cryptic Plane" Oliver shivered slightly when he said the name. He then whispered to Alaric, "He burns people." His voice was laced with slight fear.
"You know I can hear you right?" Arazel jested. Oliver shuddered and stood upright like a cadet when the commander spoke.
" I must ask," Carlos spoke, " This bag of yours... What is it that you are carrying. Oliver was only able to drag it." Alaric's eyes landed on his bag and he sighed. His greatest worry subdued. He smiled and walked past Oliver who was still standing. He had started scratching his head again. Alaric picked his bag as Oliver's jaws dropped. He was fifteen years old and was about to open his meridians so he would finally enter the Cryptic Plane.

Alaric walked to the closed room and pushed it open. He was welcomed by a single bed, a wardrobe and a study table with one chair. He sighed and walked in closing the door at the shocked gaze of the three. Only one word rang in their mind, "cold". Was he an anti social or what was bothering him? It was then it dawned to them. They had been snobbed by a 12 year old. They rubbed their nose and leaned on the coach.

Alaric sat on the bed and opened his bag. The first thing that came from it was a fishing rod which had been disbanded. He joined it parts together and placed it next to the wardrobe. There were several clothes on top which he first placed on the bed. He had to empty the bag first. Half of the bag were clothes and the other half, one would run away from him when they saw what he carried. Bones. Beast bones. Alaric did not kill them. Its just that during his stay in Lotus Forest he had developed a habit of collecting dead beasts bone. The reason being he wanted to use them on learning weapon forgery. He placed the bag at the bottom of the bed and proceeded to put the clothes in the wardrobe.   He started undressing and wrapped himself in a towel. He then took soap and opened the door.

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