Magikal

~Magikal Chapter 4~

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So, I've been getting comments about how the other people other than Calanda Dea LaBelle seemed so modernized instead of being more affected by the Victorian Age. The fact is, being at Promenus Acadmeny will actually make them more modernied and I'm actually aiming for the effect where she stands out, so that I'll can actually go along as planned. Everything will be pieced together soon so please be patient! Read on my Magikal fans!

- POISONEDblythe <3

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Chapter 4: Sparring Through Annoyance

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Damn that annoying distraction.

That to-be-damned alarm clock definitely hated her great relationship with her new bed.

The shrill sound of the alarm woke Calanda up as she groaned involuntarily, wondering why in the world was she awake at such an hour. She glanced warily at the clock only to find out it wasn't too early - it was just 7 o' clock, a decent time to start rising.

She pushed herself off the bed as she did a cat-like stretch, scratching her hair as she looked around for her roommate, not a tad bit surprised that she slept through the alarm with drool trickling down the sides of her mouth and onto her pillow.

Note taken that she should never touch Orabelle's pillow if there was ever a need for a pillow fight, but surely they were more civilized than that to play such immature games at such an age.

She trudged slowly into the shower, stripping off every article of her clothing as she stepped into the shower, shuddering slightly as the ice cold water that seemed to be as sharp as needles pounded onto her bare back, making her shiver. It was an effective wakeup call and the showers definitely need some time to get used to if it wasn't by the fact she was pampered by the soft water that would runoff every surface on her body in her own en suite back at the LaBelle's household.

She shook her head and casted the memory at the back of her mind, after all, the past was the past, she couldn't turn back the time so she had to deal with the accommodations that she had now.

Tossing on casual clothes that she had prepared, Calanda stepped out of the bathroom while drying her thick and dark ebony hair with a towel, giving her hair a slightly tousled look. It felt nice to let her hair down and allow the nice breeze to blow through it instead of constricting hairstyles that she was expected to abide by.

"Here's your schedule, Cal...." The lycanthrope mumbled sleepily, rubbing her eyes.

8:00 to 9:00: Breakfast

9:00 to 10:00: Languages (French/Chinese/ Italian/Spanish/Arabic)

10:00 to 11:00: Physical Training

11:00 to 12:00: Control of Magik

12:00 to 13:00: Lunch

13:00 to 14:00: History of Ranks

14:00 to 15:00: Drama/Music

15:00 to 16:00: Potions

16:00 to 17:00: Flying Class

17:00 to 18:00: Weaponry/ Judo

"That is a pretty impressive amount of language courses they provide." The red-eyed girl commented in amusement, skimming through her subjects for the day.

"Pick one elective, I don't think anyone is stupid enough to pick all; not that the headmaster would allow." Orabelle snorted, slapping herself so that she would not dose off.