Silver Eyes

Emilia Star

(Picture of Emilia ^^)

What was that dream I keep having...? Seven different symbols...

"Miss Star. Can you answer my question?" Snapping out of my thought I look up to my absurd teacher, Mrs. Davis. She was the teacher for my biology class.

I look around to see if any of these foreign students would give me the answer. Most of them snicker and whisper to each other. Today was my first day attending this school, even though schools been started for a month.

"Can you repeat the question? I was a little... Distracted." She sighs dramatically and gives me a glare.

"I asked, whether or not you believe magic is real." I look at her a little confused by her question. Why would a biology teacher be asking me if I believed in magic?

"Pardon?"

"I'm not repeating myself again." Mrs. Davis growls.

"I-uh... I guess it depends what type of magic-"

BRIIIING.

The bell rings indicating that first hour was over and it was time to move on. I stand up and start to make my way out but Mrs. Davis stops me. "Pay attention Emilia." I gulp nodding. I then, make my way to second hour, band.

I'm a percussionist. I also was in color guard at my last school, for marching band, but marching season is over. I smack into someone, my stuff toppling out of my hands.

"Hey! Watch where your... Going..." I look up to see a teenage boy a little older than me. He had beautiful gold eyes and black hair. He looks at me and interest sparks in his eyes. He helps me pick up my supplies off the ground. "Name's Damian. Now I suggest watching where you're going next time." He shoves my stuff into my hands and walks into the band room.

"I'm Emilia..." I say quietly, to which he smirks. He must of heard me...

I walk in and put my stuff in my locker before heading to the band room. I introduce myself to the band director Ms. Baynes. My white taped drumsticks sit in my back pocket of my faded skinny jeans, waiting patiently to be used. I join all the percussionist in the back of the room.

The boy Damian is sitting on the tiled floor. A girl with a bad ass nose ring and dark brown hair is leaning against the wall. A girl with brown hair with blonde highlights is standing happily at the marimba. A boy with brown hair looks my way and then ignores me, he was standing at the snare. All four of them look at me and the girl leaning against the wall takes a look at my hair.

"Pastel purple hair?" She asks, to which I nod. "I like it. Name's Lilith. That over there is Sierra." She points to the marimba girl, then proceeds to point to snare boy. "That's Nathan. And that is-"

"Damian. I already know." I say. "My name's Emilia. I go by Emi though." I look at Damian and my head starts pounding. It fades after a second but Damian has his hand in his head. He takes a small glance at me but looks away. Ouch... I rub my head.

"Looks like everyone is here today." Ms. Baynes says. "Okay long tones." The rest of band goes like that.

BRIIIING....

The bell calls again. My next hour in English. "Oh god..." I mutter to myself. I head to my class regretting ever stepping foot in this school. I walk into the class and sit by a girl with blonde hair with red tips and a large red bow resting on top of her head. She smiles at me and I notice her canine teeth are sharper than any normal human would have. (No she's not a vampire I swear.)

"I'm Emilia." I smile at her, to which she smirks.

"I'm Janelle. Welcome to hell." The teacher comes threw the door and I want to die right then. He was way over six feet tall, and had a scary look in his eyes. I gulp.