SMOKE AND MIRRORS.

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Astana was called into the main hall of the school to show a new student around.

She would have to do a good job at showing him around, she thought to herself, these hallways were like a maze, even to the teachers who've worked there for years. The school was huge, and antique looking, and Astana felt like she's only explored a tiny fraction of it.

About the new student, she heard about the boy from parts of conversations between curious students. She learned that nobody knew anything else about him except for the fact that he was a boy, and he was very attractive. Self consciously, she brushed a hand through her white-bleached hair while walking.

Once she arrived in the victorian looking hall she could not help but look in awe at how beautiful it was. The main entrance to the school building was at the end and a chandelier, that was so big that it would make Donald Trump fume in jealousy. The chandelier was in between 2 large staircases leading to the second floor, the wood so dark and shiny it worked like a mirror, and at last some weird historical paintings looked down at who ever passed. It was astonishing how this wasn't even the best school, yet it looked like an Ivy League one.

"Uhumm miss, are you here to show Anthony Davis around?" a secretary called out to Astana from the door to an office.

"Y..yes ma'am." She snapped out of her day dreaming.

The secretary motioned for her to follow her into the main office that was at the right of the entrance. In the room sat a young man who he seemed to be reading Shakespeare, 'A Midsummer's Night Dream'. Astana can vaguely remember watching the play, and falling asleep on her sister's shoulder.

"Well, that's something you don't see every day." she whispered to herself.

After a couple seconds, the boy finally noticed she was there. He quickly closed his book and smiled at her, and Astana's chest fluttered.  "Hi, my name is Anthony Davis, your gonna give me a tour around the school right?"

Astana watched as he stood up. He was tall and slim, with unruly light hair. "Yes, I'll be showing you around the School today. My name is Astana by the way."

The boy looked pleased, and Astana didn't know how to feel. "Great, let's begin " They both said bye to the secretary and left the office.

"So, right here is the hall to the main entrance of the school. Then, further ahead, this hall turns into two, and then there's a whole bunch of twists and turns leading into a bunch of classrooms and even more halls..." Astana said, right when they left the office. They kept walking, Astana showed Anthony some of the classrooms, where he had to go every day, and told him how the school worked in general. Astana made sure to show him all the cool places in the building and Anthony made sure to not miss a single detail on them.

"Wow, this is a really big school." exclaimed Anthony and Astana nodded, adding, "And when the halls are all filled with kids, it can get pretty hectic."

Astana and Anthony kept walking around the school while continuing their conversation about the rules. Soon, seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours. "Well, that's it." Said Astana, Anthony looked a bit shocked. "Wow, really?"

"Any last questions?" Astana asked, fingers fidgeting together.

Anthony thought for a bit, but was left with nothing. He shook his head, "Well, thanks for the tour." Anthony said, a corner of his mouth twitching up. Astana nodded, muttering a 'no problem'. Astana then walked Anthony to his dorm and they said their goodbyes, and while walking away, Astana felt a giggle rise up. She pushed it down, smiling and shaking her head.