Ms. Do'or's eyes shot wide after I suggested the cover up plan. I thought it's pretty smart, but I get shot down immediately. Ms. Do'or raises her voice at me for the first time, reprimands me for being reckless, saying I shouldn't be bothered by it and she will deal with it. Repeating the idea, I try to convince Ms. Do'or, but she declines it again.
Me: It can help you gain some time, before you fix it.
Ms. Do'or: I am not taking you as a decoy and that's end of this discussion.
Me: You just decided on your own. You can't even call this a discussion.
Ms. Do'or: The place will be crawling with Readers and I am not going to risk one of them catches a glimps of your magical signature. They would get their mixed child one way or another.
Saying it like that, I realize my plan is useless, but Ms. Do'or has helped me multiple times, risking her career, so this seems like a good way to repay her kindness. She refuses to put me at risk and now I am being scolded, like I am her own kid. Despite liking it, I don't want to stand down.
It is Woreus who is trying to stop me now, after Ms. Do'or noticed him and asked him to interfere. I thought he will take my side, but Woreus stands in front of me, blocking the way to jackets and shoes. Ms. Do'or took this opportunity and sneaked out before I could tag along.
Since the adults want to fix this by themselves, I stormed into my room, locked the door as well as put up the mind shield and ignored Woreus. He kept scratching on the door, but I put in headphones, blasting music while joining the ongoing conversation in the group. I don't pay much attention to it though, because I keep talking with Reilly in a private chat. She is interogating me about the time I've been here so far, how's everything going and yada yada. We used to hang out almost everyday, and when we didn't, we saw each other at school anyway, so this is first time me and Reilly are actually apart. Not that I am bored with the training or hanging out with Ms. Do'or and my brother, but I would love to spend time with Reilly too, no just chat through the internet.
Even though I like talking to my best friend and I don't want to hang out with Woreus, I am slightly getting bored. Luckily, Reilly has to go take the Dance class, so I don't have to ditch her. Also getting reminded of the dance I still need to learn, I change clothes to something similar to the actual dress, and set up my room for practice.
At first, kept sitting down, tied in a bed sheet, while rewatching the steps. Moving my feet and arms slightly I copy the dance once, then decide to give it a try for real. Before I could make the first steps, I trip over the bedsheet and almost splat on the floor. I adjust the cloth in order for me to be able to walk, but I don't make big changes, since I need to get used to the restrictions.
Tied like a burrito, I sway around the room, trip multiple times or kick the bed on accident. With my toes hurting, I call it a day and basically give up on the dance after half an hour. I untangle myself and toss the bedsheeet to the corner in frustration. I groan and so does my stomach. Not being bothered to clean up the mess, I stroll downstairs for some food.
Despite the house being filled with sweet aroma since the morning, I crave something salty instead. Unfortunately, Ms. Do'or left to deal wiht the Morrigan burst before cooking today's lunch. I've never cooked a proper family meal, and I don't plan on making something that will end up just being a goo, so I give up on that idea and search for ingredients to make a sandwich. The only thing I end up cooking and amost burning are pieces of chicken breast.
As I am stuffing myself with the huge sammy, Woreus sensed I left the room, or probably smelled the burning meat, and joined me in the kitchen. I still kept the mind shield on, but my focus slipped a few times, hearing him call my name. I don't respond and quickly put the block up, enjoying my food as Woreus is sitting next to the table, trying to grab my attention by staring at me. I thought he wants to talk, to apologize for treating me like a kid this morning, but when I look at my brother, I notice the drool around his mouth. I am used to eating less or nothing at all after that exhaustion, I forgot that others still eat normally. I only made enough for me, totally forgetting Woreus. Even though I am still mad at him, I wont make him go starving the whole day like I am used to, and went to prepare him something similar to what I have. As I was making the sandwiches, Woreus left to transform. I set the plat on the table and left the kitchen without saying a word to return to my room.
YOU ARE READING
Hallor Chronicles
FantasíaHave you ever thought when you were little that you could have magical powers? Maybe you did but then you grew up and you forgot about it. But what if I told you that there are people with these special gifts? They could be you, or me, or your class...
