The Beginning (The Academy Series #1)

Chapter 1

1: Fairies and- What The Hell
is That?! (Part 1)

Let's be real, when an unusual thing happens to us, the first thing that we can think about is, "it was just a dream!" or your brain decides to deceive you.

I just wish it wasn't true.

Because the first thing that happened to me was that I woke up in a very different setting. It was like I skipped through various timeline that I just found myself in the past.

Everything was old. From the ceiling to the furniture, it was all antique. The walls were the same color as the willow tree, and the ceiling actually had small intricate designs of what seemed like small beautiful flowers that were colored in the shades of blue and purple.

The floor was the same color of the walls it was also made out of wood. Everything in this room may look old, however it was also clean and bright. It was way too beautiful- otherworldly beautiful to be my room.

Yet my dumb brain decided I was just sleeped deprived or having a hangover.

However, the pretty much, familiar cloaked covered man walked into the room gave me the conclusion- I am indeed not in my room. When that thought sunk in I decided to throw every object I can grab to that jerk. He was taken aback by my sudden advance yet it didn't even hurt him!

I understand with how huge this guy is, but seriously? How?

"Are you done?" He asked with an unimpressed tone when I took a short pause to take a momentary breathe and to give my poor right arm a break. I can actually imagine him quirking his eyebrow as he talked.

I was just about to throw a vase that was originally on top the bedside table when this guy decided he was done with my senseless behavior. He started walking his way to the bed where I sat and out of panic I threw the vase right at him.

"Ye-"

Boom!

It was like a dragonfly just flew by my ear with how fast the vase came flying back near my head.

I don't know how that happened or what exactly he did, but I feel like fainting at the thought that I almost died!

The wall that the vase hit resulted with a freaking fracture! I am not kidding!

When the vase hit the freaking wall, it made boom sound as if a bomb just dropped just right above my head. I felt shaken as the guy continued to find his way to the bed again.

"I'm sorry!" I knelt in all fours in order to atleast appease the guy's anger. Because right now, he looked worse than that creature from before. "I won't do it again, sir! Please forgive me." I clapsed my hands together to show him that I am truly sorry for what I did.

But I didn't even see him take it into consideration and just dragged me out of the room.

"I said I was sorry!" I shouted at him as I tried to keep hold on the door frame. He was holding onto my dirtied white t-shirt. I was looking at him in tears and was practically sending begging looks, yet the cold hearted beast decided it was just another nonsense! He tried to pull my shirt but I didn't let him go with his way.

I tried even harder to hold onto the thing I am already holding, but he decided to pull it even more!

"My clothes gonna break, asshole!" I warned.

"Then let that go!" He demanded.

"No!" I shake my head and steadied my grip.

"Gods, you, kid, will be the death of me!" He shouted back.