Avafrea Academy

Chapter 1

'A thick mist surrounded the young girl. Her short, ash-black hair, with her choppy haircut, wildly flying around her. Fear clouded over her golden eyes as the young girl could hear the slow, gentle sound of footsteps coming in her direction. Her pupils frantically searched, flicking from one spot to another, trying to find the source of this sound. Then, she could finally see a figure walking her way, its features becoming clearer, and clearer the closer it got.
From what she could make out, glasses were placed upon his nose, reflecting the light. Behind those round spectacles, were cold cat-like eyes, staring straight through her, reading her like an open book. Brown stubble coated his chin, and on his head was wild,messy, unkempt hair. Finishing of the look was a long, white lab coat, gently settled over his shoulders.

But what really scared the small girl was the sinister smirk he held on his lips, as well as the needle and chain he held into his large, rough hands. Her mouth went dry, salty tears started streaming down her soft, chubby cheeks and her entire body was trembling. She couldn't move, body frozen in fear. She wanted to run. Run far away and never come back. But he kept coming closer, inch by inch, until he directly stood in front of her small, quivering frame. His ominous smirk grew larger turning into a grin, and she could see the insanity swirling in his eyes.'

Iris woke up alert, her senses heightened, and her trembling body in a cold sweat. Moonlight shone through her bedroom window, illuminating the room in a white light, leaving shadows the chance to creep along the wall. The loud ticking of a clock resonated all around the orphanage. A soft sigh escaping her full lips. It was that dream again. The one she's had many times before, each time leaving a sense of deja vu within her.
Iris dragged her tired eyes over to the bright clock next to her bed. 3:30am. Of course. It's always around this time she wake up from that spine-chilling drea- no, not dream. More like nightmare.

Softly taking the cover between her hands, Iris lifts the baby blue blanket off of herself. Revealing the long, tanned legs she had, that were soft to the touch. Iris was beautiful girl- she knew it herself -yet she was never called beautiful. Purely being she always hid it under a huge hoodie and sweatpants. Reason? She didn't want to stand out. Why? She had a secret.

She lightly placed her feet onto the chilly, wooden floor. Shudders being sent up her spine due to the coldness. Her soft magenta locks cascaded down her back as she stood. She didn't dye her hair, she woke up in the middle of the orphanage like this, not knowing her past, or where she was. Not that anyone would believe her though, they would find it as strange as her golden eyes.

Her eyes flickered around the room as she descended down the staircase, searching for any unwanted intruders, shivering in her tank top and shorts. The only movement that could be seen and heard was the hands of the clock, with the annoying tick accompanying it and the echoing creaks of the stairs as Iris kept going forward. Finally Iris made it down the stairs, a lot more nerve-wracking in the middle of the night. Making her way over to the kitchen, a mouse ran across the hall in front of her, startling poor Iris. Heart pounding, she quickened her pace, not wanting any more surprises.

  At last, Iris made it to the kitchen. Diving straight into the cupboards, Iris grabbed a glass, filling it with the much needed water she craved. Not realising how dry her mouth was before, she chugged it down, staring into the stars outside through the window. A sudden wave of fatigue hit Iris, sleep finally catching up with her. She had this dream often; waking from her troubled slumber almost every night.

"What might you be doing at this hour, dear?" A soft, delicate voice sounded out.

The sudden voice scared Iris, a lot. Jumping in fear, spilling water over herself and the floor. Luckily, only a small amount of water was left from the urgent gulps she took before. However, this apparently didn't make it any less comedic to the silhouette as stifled laughs filled her ears.

"Oh you ditz, come here" The laughing voice said, less soft, but still so delicate.

Turning around, her damp hair lightly brushing across her face, she could see a blonde woman, around her mid or late 30's. "The head of the orphanage, Ms Avilia Shiplly." Iris thought. She noticed Avilia walking over to the kitchen counter, picking up a small, fluffy towel in her hands. Slowly, Iris plodded over, slightly annoyed at Ms Shiplly for scaring her. As the pale haired woman placed the soft towel upon her head, she started slowly and lightly rubbing the towel to dry Iris' face.

Her pale blue irises started searching her face, taking note of the slight pout the girl had on her lips, and how she refused to look into her own eyes. Bringing the towel down to her soft cheeks, she started playing with them, finding her too adorable.

"Oi, stop it Ms Shiplly.." Iris whispered, a slight rasp to her silky voice.

"You had that dream again, didn't you?" Shiplly sighed. 4th week in a row.

Iris tried to look everywhere but at Ms Shiplly. Suddenly, Iris could feel warmth enveloped around her.

Tightening her arms that encased around Iris, Avilia set a gentle yet loving kiss upon her forehead.

"Everything will change soon my dear, trust me." Avilia whispered. Iris swore she could see a slightly purple glint in Ms Shiplly's eyes.

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SO this is my first book! Quite huge for me, but I would like to quickly thank my friends, especially my two bestest friends everr. They helped give me the confidence and help to be able to write this one chapter!! Wow I already sound so sappy and cringy.... sorry hehehee

Anyway i'm open to any criticism that is only trying to help me improve, if your mean then you will be blocked, thank you so much for reading and make sure to check out one of my best friends book called 'the manifesto of life'.  Is such an emotional roller coaster and an amazing book by @Anyakooner.

I need a cool catchphrase to end it, halp?