*Anira's thoughts*
After I left Skylenne’s house I went back at my own house. Is Skylenne really thinking that I care about her?
I hate her since we met, I always hate good.
I think I want to go back at the mall, yeah; I’m definitely going to the mall. I went at my garage and saw my Ferrari.
I rode off to the mall, I roam around at the Department and look at the dresses. I miss Shakri. When are we going to stay here? Ah! I don’t want to be here.
I closed my eyes and kept on walking until I bump into someone. I opened my eyes.
“Hey watch where you’re going!” a girl shouted at me.
“Shut up” I told her. She was surprised that I told her that.
“What?!” she asked angrily.
“Are you deaf? I said shut up” I told her calmly.
“I heard what you said but don’t you know who you are talking to?” now she’s pretty mad. Oh it’s on.
“How would I know, you’re not famous like others” I said while crossing my arms and giving her a smirk.
“How dare you!” she was about to slap me when a hand caught it.
“Marsha, enough” a boy told her.
“But she” the boy cut her out.
“I said enough” he said fiercely.
“I’m sorry miss” he apologized.
“You weren’t the one who did that, what are you apologizing for?” I asked him, still poker face. He just laughed.
“Are you insulting me?” I asked him.
“No, I just, I can’t believe what’s happening to this day” he said.
“Whatever” I turned my back on them. He grabbed my shoulder and made me face his direction. I grabbed his hand and threw it away from me.
“Don’t even dare touch me” I told him. I don’t like being touched by other people.
“All right, sorry” he put his hands up in the air.
I turned my back and walked away. I started chanting a spell at the both of them, today is going to be a very bad day for them. I heard the girl shouting very loud.
Ha! Maybe I’m going to enjoy this place.
I went at the second floor and went at a coffee shop. I ordered a Short Americano, I want to try it.
I sat at a table near the window. I observed my necklace, it’s so pretty. I’ve never had a necklace before. I guess Skylenne have many necklaces, well she’s good and I bet her parents are super kind.
I wonder what it’s like to be good.
“Um, miss here’s your order and by the way here, your bill” my thoughts were interrupted by a voice.
She then left. I checked the bill and wow, this coffee cost 5 bucks.
I took a sip of the coffee and nurtured the taste of it, and I can say that it is delicious. I felt like I’m back at school with Shakri making me a coffee like this. I imagined us until I took the last sip of it.
I took 5 bucks from my wallet and inserted it on the money plate and left the place. I took a last stroll and finally left the mall. Where should I go next, besides I’m going back to school again tomorrow.
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The School of Magic
FantasyWhat if there is a dimension where magic exists? A dimension in which a school of fantasy exist, like the School of Magic. A school where they train witches and wizards both with different categories, the Bad witches and wizards and the Good witc...