Chapter 13

7.2K 286 27
                                        

The rest of the days that were falling into Sunday was pure bliss, because all of my classes were with Brother. He helped me greet all his close friends and the teachers of his classes. Parting with him for a entire day was even more heart wrenching than I would have thought it to be. Not spending any part of the day apart for a week, then splitting up for 24 hours - it was very difficult.

During the early morning, I had been up before the preparing everything I might need for a professionals class. Wanting to look the part of a serious class, the first thing I do is to pick out my outfit for the day. A long staring contest with my closet begins.

In the end, I select a black flared lace miniskirt accompanied a half white and half black loose shirt tucked into my skirt. To top it off I grab an additional cream white blazer lined with the same black as the skirt. I wanted to grab a pair of stilettos because it seemed to match the mood of the outfit, but I then remembered that being a 10 year old was still considered young in this world. Letting out a gentle sigh, I pick out a pair of black sandals with a bunch of overlapping leather strings that were tied at the back of the shoe. Looking over my choice of clothing I give myself a mental pat on the back.

Getting ready for the day, I head into the bathroom. Grabbing a my very minty toothpaste, I wince as I realize I got too much paste on my toothbrush. The damage was done.  Not wanting to waste perfectly good toothpaste I start brushing my teeth. Not even ten seconds later, my eyes start tearing up as my mouth slowly goes numb. Hurrying up the process I very heavily rinse my mouth. Staring hatefully at the toothpaste I step into the shower.  

After a few minutes or so of letting the hot water run down my back, I come across another crisis. I didn't know what scent of soap I wanted to use, but then again, honestly not caring too much I grab the first of everything. I ended up having a minty lavender vanilla kind of scent, with a hint of honey. After trying to pay my arms dry, my body becomes very cold from the lack of towel. Having to use magic to make sure the entirety of the bathroom is warm, I unwrap the towel to retry my attempt of drying off. Drying my body is fine, my hair is the problem. 

My maids have never allowed me to use heat on my hair, so it's kind of a habit now, and waiting for hair that went down past my waist to dry on its own would take too long. Not knowing how it would turn out, I use magic to clump up all the water droplets from my hair into a ball to be dumped into the sink. Watching all the water drain away I shrug as I continue to get dressed.

I now had everything ready except for the materials I needed to bring. The reason why is because I had absolutely no clue what to bring.

Rolling around back and forth on my bed then gave me a genius idea. Find Uncle De. Hopping out of my window I leap from tree to tree. Gracefully landing at the balcony of his office, I knock on the glass before opening it up and entering. "Uncle Deeeee! You never told me what to bring to class!" I start whining.

Uncle De shows an annoyingly innocent face. He then covered his mouth with one hand saying," Oh! My mistake. Here you go." He then proceeds to hand me a scroll one inch thick. "Oh and before I forget, they changed the class to a two week long training camp. Have fun!" He pushed me back onto the balcony and locked the doors waving at me with a smiling face.

Not knowing what to do, I make my way back to my room while reading through the scroll. Sighing I dump out what I had packed and started over.

~•~

Every person participating in the training camp had their own carriage assigned to them. If they didn't make it to the carriage in time and get checked in, they would be left behind and not allowed to participate. When I went to my own carriage I felt slightly offended that they would shoo me away. I had to show them not only my invite, but my ID too. Then after that they laughed at how I didn't have a luggage. Hello? I have a pouch right here! Huffing, I open the door on my own and ignore the driver during the entire ride.

When the carriage stopped and the door opened, it would be an understatement to say I was shocked. The training building was at least 2 times larger than the academy I was attending, and might I remind you that the academy included a university along with all the lower levels.

Seeing a crowd walking in a certain direction, I decide to follow them. As I we walked on the stone pavement I noticed a board along the pathway. Seeing how no one stopped to look at it I concluded that it was a normal thing and not very special, but knowing that it wasn't special didn't sate my curiosity. Taking a quick measurement of the distance the crowd was from me, it didn't seem like I would be losing sight of the crowd anytime soon.

Easily running up to the wooden board, the flyer that suck out to me was a crisp silver paper that was showing a tournament happening from the upcoming Saturday to Monday. Wanting to read the paper more in-depth later I rip the sheet of and stuff it into my pouch. Taking a second look over the board I grab a few more flyers that may or may not spark an interest in me later, also grabbing a map of the town, I hurry towards the crowd so that I don't get lost.

It wasn't a very long walk to reach the building's entrance itself. Entering the building, you step into a very grand lobby that seemed like it could fit millions of people. Upon entering, the majority of people found a place to sit and rested there.   Not knowing what else to do, I follow their suit and find a very soft and puffy couch to sit on. Not sure how long the wait was going to be, or even what we were waiting for, I swing my legs a bit. Not long after sitting down I stand back up to explore the lobby a bit.

I didn't get to walk around very much, as five minutes later a man in a robe of sorts asked me for my ID. After I showed it to him while in much confusion, he began to lead me down a very fancy looking hallway.

"The Master wants to speak with you."

He didn't give me any warning before opening a grand door, pushing me in, and shutting the door.

A New LightWhere stories live. Discover now