A University for the Gifted

Chapter 6: History of Power

September 2nd

As the rays of sunlight shone through the curtains, I yawned and stretched on my bed. I sat up feeling dead, as usual.

Then I lied back down again to sleep. That's how my mornings went usually before my alarm woke me up. I snuggled into my blanket and closed my eyes for a while before I snapped them open in realisation.

Oh god, I don't have my alarm clock.

I sat up in the blink of an eye and grabbed my phone from the nightstand to check the time.

7:55

Oh god, I have five minutes to get ready, I thought before leaping off my bed and running to the suitcase. I pulled out a random outfit and threw it on and sprinted into the bathroom and brushed my teeth.

I combed my hair and tied it up in a ponytail then grabbed my phone to check the time again and saw 7:55 still showing. I frowned in confusion, as I felt like at least four minutes had passed. But I shrugged because that just meant I had more time to walk to breakfast. I pulled the schedule out of my drawer and looked at what I had for my first lesson.

Supernatural Studies: Room F07

I guessed it was a lesson where we learn more about our 'magical' side. I shrugged and walked to the breakfast/lunch room. I passed a few students on the way but it seemed most of them had already gone early. I saw the twins sitting at a table and went through the buffet and picked out pancakes and toast before I joined them.

"I can already see a potential victim of our Type A pranks.", Alice announced, eying a certain blond jerk.

"Type A pranks?" I inquired. Were there different kinds of pranks I wasn't aware of?

"Yeah, we have three types of pranks. Type C pranks are the most subtle and harmless ones, like putting plastic dinosaurs in the most random places a person can imagine. We plan on using Type C pranks on everyone in our class this year. It follows the Confuse don't abuse motto." She explained, before Alex continued,

"Type B pranks are funnier pranks that might irritate or frustrate someone at first, but later on when they back on it, they laugh. Like replacing the Oreo cream with toothpaste pouring Kool-Aid in the shower head and turning the water green. They're reserved for friends or rivals only." He grinned at me with mischief while Alice opened her mouth to continue, but I cut them off.

"So I'm guessing the last one is the worst type?"

The twins glanced at each other before Alex whispered loudly to his twin, "We've got to be extra careful when pranking this smartie."

"I can hear you, you know?" I raised an eyebrow.

To which the twins replied in unison, "We know." God that creeped me out.

"But yeah, you're right," confirmed Alice. "These kinds of pranks are too hardcore to be a 'friendly joke'. Our victim must've seriously screwed up to get something this bad. It's usually really humiliating like shaving their head or something so we rarely use it. We're too nice to use those on just random people we dislike."

"Wow," I replied, resting my chin on my palm, "you guys are professionals."

Alex made a grand gesture with his arms, "Best of the best!"

We chomped up our breakfasts and sat contentedly until one of us spoke first.

"Anyone have an idea what 'Supernatural Studies' is?", questioned Alice.