Tralala~ A few things first, this is my story, I write at my own pace, if you are not happy, you can just stop reading. Clear? :D Hope you are c’oz I will never compromise for anyone. ^^v
P.S. The videos are just a song that I really like~ :D
P.P.S. Thanks to FreesiaLockHeart for making the cover~ :D Thus, this chapter is dedicated to her and I have already decided that I shall dedicate my second chapter to someone else. Secret~~ Maybe not much of a secret~ I am sure she will guess who. :3
~-~-~-~-~-Elizabeth, Girl of Ice-~-~-~-~
Chapter 1: Start of a new life
Facing the door, I sighed. This is the what? Hundredth school? Seriously, I lost count a long time ago. I don't see the point of going to school!
Well, let me start from the beginning. My name is Elizabeth. Elizabeth Regina Lightwood. I probably am a normal girl like you -if you aren't a boy- except that I just don’t like to make friends. I have made friends before, but the friendship, they never last.
Well, at least this place is a boarding school, which means that I won’t be alone in the orphanage anymore. Yes, I live in an orphanage. No, it isn't because my father didn't want me, though I can't say the same for my mother whom I don't even know, it is because my father died ten years ago when I was 5.
My parents died in the war between Asunya, my country, and Romymnius. King Randell from Romymnius wanted our Queen, Queen Lizza, to married him. Our beautiful Queen refused, and so bla bla bla. You know the rest.
I don't really have any relatives that I know of, so I was alone ever since my parents died. Sometimes, I just wish that they are not so powerful, and then maybe, just maybe, they wouldn't have died.
But you know what? I am totally proud of my parents! Do you know that in Asunya, families with people that has died in battle are treated with more respect than those who doesn't. Of course, I did not get all those 'respect', since I used a fake name, Annabeth Finnula Smith, to hid my identity. Don't ask me why. I guess I just don't want to get all those respect.
Seriously, those are useless! Why only respect them when they are mourning?! Isn't it a little weird? And did I mention tha- Oh wait, enough harping already. Time to go in.
Breathe. Remember to Breathe.
I sling my backpack over my shoulder, thinking how lucky my luggage, which contains most of my stuffs, was already delivered here yesterday, and took a step towards my new school.
---About an hour later---
IHATEWAITINGIHATEWAITINGIHATEWAITING
Gah, it’s 9:37 according to the clock I outside the principal’s office already. I toyed with one of the keychain hanging on my backpack, getting more and more bored with each passing second. Finally, the secretary asked me to enter. FINALLY!
As I entered the principal's office, I immediately tensed. Sitting there is a boy that looks too much like Daniel. The principal, who looked pretty young with his blue eyes and ruffled blond hair, nodded at me and gestured me to sit beside the boy.
"First, my name is Mr Williams, Elizabeth," The principal, Mr Williams, gestured to the boy who is now sitting beside me, "You can discover his name later."
He paused, waiting for my reply. Not wanting to speak, I nodded.
"I just want to make it clear that you cannot leave campus at all times, unless given permission to. You can find everything you need in the campus. The school buildings are on this side of the campus, while the other side is the shopping mall, cinema, and pretty much every other building you know."
I nodded again. It was kind of boring already.
"If you think that it is boring, you can just leave this sch-."
How did he know what I was thinking?
"Patience, Mr Williams, Patience." The boy cut in.
I turn to look at the boy. Well, he does have looks that makes most girls fall head over heels almost immediately. MOST girls. Just not this one.
I frown. Who is he?
Mr Williams nodded to the boy and look at his watch. He sighed. "Two more minutes," He mumbled. He turned to me, and frown.
"Well, I don't have much time left. Your dorm is room 5-02. Evan, bring her there and tell her more about the school along the way. You can ask Samantha to tell her if you are busy."
Mr Williams gave me two slips of paper and asked me to follow the boy, whose name is Ivan or something? I don’t really care.
Upon I exiting the office, I glanced at the first slip of paper I was given. It was my timetable.
9 am: Battle Marks [For Everyone]
10 am: History of Asunya [For Everyone]
11 am: Sharpening of Skills [For Skilled] / Holding a Sword [For Warriors]
12 pm: Lunch [For Everyone]
1 pm: Homeroom [For Everyone]
2pm: Clubs* [For Everyone]
4pm: END OF SCHOOL
*Clubs are complusory
Hmm, Weird? What the heck is this clubs? Is there a People Hater Club?
Here is a list of Extra lessons you can choose form:
Gardening Club [Suggested for Earth Users/Water Users/Air Users/Warriors]
Cooking Club [Suggested for Fire Users/Water Users]
Choir [Suggested for Air Users/Warriors]
Outdoor Survival [Suggested for Warriors/Daring Boys]
Dance Club [Suggested for Daring/Active/Flexible Girls and Warriors]
Band* [Suggested for Air Users]
Cheerleading Team* [Suggested for Everyone]
Art Club* [Suggested for Everyone]
* Please take note that to enter these clubs, you have to go through a selection stage.
Well, gardening is not for me, neither is dancing. I remember almost burning down the kitchen once in one of my old school, so cooking is out of the way. Art to me is just colours, so nope. Which leaves only the Band, Choir and Outdoor Survival. Well done in choosing, Elizabeth.
"’Suggested for Air Users/Warriors’, what does it means?" I asked Ivan, reading off the list.
Ivan didn't reply.
"IIIIVVVAAANNNN!" I screamed.
"What? And my name is not Ivan, it's Evan. E-V-A-N." He replied.
"Whatever," I mumbled, not very nicely I might add, and asked my question again.
"Well, students here are either warriors, or skilled. Skilled people can control one of the four elements, which is Fire, Water, Air and Ear-“
“WAIT! Are you saying that I got a skill or something?” That’s plain IMPOSSIBLE! I was the invisible girl just because I am not special and not skilled. Well, it might, MIGHT, have something to do with me not wanting to try, but whatever.
By now, we have reached the common area. A lot of people started to turn my way, eyes burning with curiosity.
Evan sighed, then nodded to a few people who is among the group that is starting to gather around us, and then turn to a girl with long blond hair that look almost white, and big brown eyes that looked like Mr Williams’.
“Sam, she’s yours. Byes,” and with that, he’s gone.
Sam, or whatever her name is, started to pull me away from the crowd of people. The people obediently, parted to make way for her.
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Elizabeth, Girl of Ice
FantasyElizabeth can control Water, along with Ice. Having a heart of Ice is what people thinks of her, but it is really true?