"What the heck was that?"
"She told me-"
"Ms. Illus? You listened to her?"
"I guess that's her name."
"She's insane. I mean, she's very wise, but she gets trigger happy when she's in combat."
"Well, I did it."
"You're right, that attack would be great against the dwarves master, but doing it against just one of them drains your energy."
"I literally just woke up 5 minutes ago and I have no clue what the hell just shot out of my palm, so cut me some slack?"
"Fine. Come on, time for dinner."
She leads me back into the school, and as I look back the tree ents go back to looking like normal oak and pine trees. The ground where the craters were started to close up, and some type of creature started to move on the ground.
"Izz...." I said lifting my hand up.
"Relax. They're mushrooms. All they do is make the place look nice by adding foliage and things. Of course, them being mushrooms if they die, they come back right away."
I lowered my hand and walked into the school. "Okay then."
The cafeteria wasnt insanely fancy. Just your standard row after row of tables.
Each element sat with their same element.
23 waters, 8 fire, 10 earth, 12 what I guess is magic, 4 life, 13 air, staff table, and no shadow elements. I'm the only one..
"Where do I sit?"
"You can sit with me, I don't sit with my element."
We went through the lunch line, and it smelt amazing. I didn't realize until now that I'm starving.
"What would you like, anything you want." The lunch lady asked in a raspy voice.
Anything....
"Hibachi chicken, vegetable rice, shrimp sauce, and carrots. Soy sauce on the side please."
She held out her hand and a to-go plate appeared in her hand, still steaming, on a tray with a coke on the side.
"Order up." And she handed me my meal.
Isabella ordered a 20 piece McNugget meal and we sat down with 2 other elements.
"Grayson this is Ragnis, a fire element, and Arcanimus, a magic element."
I sat down, introduced myself, and opened up my Japanese feast.
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Gray Days
General FictionA young boy is a fugitive always on the run from the police. Then one day, just like every other cliché, his life changes, in the best but darkest way possible.