Schooled in Magic

Chapter 1

             Heya,

            Here's chapter one. I know it's kind of short, I apologize for that. I just hope you like it. Thank you so much for reading! Please vote!

            Love,

                    emerald-glow

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            As soon as I stepped into the main office building, the woman behind the desk had directed me to a chair near the wall. This is where I have been sitting for the last past ten minutes. Waiting for my turn. For such an impressive school, they really are terrible at getting you where your suppose to be. I hate waiting.To occupy myself, I look at the students passing by the door. They all seem normal enough. No ones sprouting extra limbs, or breathing fire.

           "Ms.Parker, your schedule is ready," the woman behind the desk say, business like. I get up and grab the papers from her. Finally! I get to see what my classes look like. What do they teach here at magic school? Standing in the middle of the office, I flip through the papers until I find my schedule. Ah ha! Here it is.

First period: Basics of Magic- #203

Second period: History of Magic -#107

Third period: Language- #304

Lunch: cafeteria

Fourth period: Logic- #400

Fifth period: Discovery -#309

Sixth period: Casting Spells -#101

           They were not kidding about the whole magic thing. What a schedule. Guess I better start heading that way. I've got to make it up to the second floor. Walking out into the hall, I realize it's almost completely empty. Great. The office is going to make me late for first period. Not that I really care. I make my way down the hallway until I find stairs. The stairs are set in such a way that they go up the side of the school. If you look up, you can see layers upon layers of stairs. This is a really big building. Luckily, I only have to walk up to the second floor for now. When I finally get to the second floor, I start searching for the right door number.

            I don't have to search for long. The classroom is close to the stairs. I open the door and walk in. Unlike classes at my other schools, this class was completely silent. I don't really mind having everyone's attention, but this is a bit awkward.

            "Are you new?" The teacher asks.

            No, this is just my first time in here. Of coarse I'm new! And he calls himself a teacher. "Yes, I am."

           "Well, welcome to Metatron High. I am Mr. Martinez. And your name would be?"

           "Cheyenne."

            "Nice to meet you Cheyenne. Why don't you take a seat in that empty desk right over there," he points out a desk. I do as he asked, just like a good girl would.

            As soon as I sit down, Mr. Martinez begins talking. Something about doing magic properly. I'm not  really listening. I'm checking out my new class mates. Who would be fun to hang out with? I go down the rows, marking people off. One person does catch my attention. He's paying less attention to the teacher and more attention to the girl in front of him. That could be interesting.