Ryan P.O.V
It took a lot of time before I was done with all the question. And with Zoey. I liked the girl, but she was a little.. weird. She laughed at everything, but looked really smart. She jumped from the desk and walked up to me.
"The thing I think that will suit you is Fire Magic!" she said, while walking around me.
I frowned my eyebrows and looked at her, with an indescribable look in my eyes. Happy, mad and sad at the same time. And then there was the fact that I was amazed.
"What?" I asked, while backing off.
Zoey ran to a huge bookcase and started to search for a book, throwing a lot of them out of the case. A couple books were falling besides me, close to my feet. One of them had hit me on my arm, but I wasn't really feeling it. It was like I couldn't feel anything. I was.. unbreakable. I laughed at my own thoughts and dodged a book that was coming from behind.
"Your reflections are great!" Zoey said, while smiling like an idiot.
That smile was probably because she was an idiot.
"Can you just tell me how to find Felix and Mad.. I want to leave this place and I just want to swim, okay?" I said, sighing a little bit.
She laughed and nodded quickly.
"I guess I have to bring you to Marina.. She can heal you, you will feel better and stop saying weird things!" she said, while picking a little gadget out of nowhere. She started to press a lot of buttons at the same time.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
She was just smiling, waving it away with her hand away. Like she wanted to say: 'Just trust me.' But that was the point. I didn't trust her. She was actually.. a little creepy. The glasses and her hair made her look pretty and smart, her voice made her a little weird and the way she acted was making her really creepy. A real mystery.
"OH! I got it!" she yelled happily, ranning up to me.
"Here! A fire mage."
She was showing me a picture of a guy without a shirt, a red cape and tattoos all over his body, sending a little amount of fire to the tree in front of him.
"I don't think I can.. walk around.. like that.." I muttered, while shyly placing my hand on my belly.
Okay, it was flat, but not.. amazing or something like that.
Before I knew what she was doing, she ripped my shirt from my body, literaly. It was torn up into pieces now, laying on the ground.
I stared to my shirt, astonished.
"What the hell?!" I yelled, while protecting my chest with my arms.
She laughed at my reaction.
"I didn't expect this! You are really hot, you know," she said, while looking at the pages from her book.
"Why did you do that to my shirt?!" I yelled, while collecting the shreps from my shirt.
"Oh, I just wanted to check if you could walk around without a shirt. And yes, you can," she said, smirking.
I sighed.
"Give me something that I can wear!" I said, while dramatically walking to the door from the little house we were in.
"Or I'll go away!"
She started to laugh, so hard that I thought she was going to cry.
"Try that, without having a special power!" she said.
She was still laughing, but less loud.
"I have to test if your body can handle the heat."
She started to look at my pants, while smirking.
"What?' I asked.
And yes, she wripped my pants away from my body and threw something to my legs. It burned into my skin. I was just standing there, biting my lip, trying to hide my body from her + trying not to cry. The warmth from the thing that she threw to me, was way too much.
"Ah, no. You can't handle it, don't you?" she said, while lauging.
She was getting really close to me, smiling like the devil again.
She snapped her fingers and the heat disappeard.
"Thank you.. But can I get clothes now?" I asked, while walking into the dark part of the room.
"Standing in the darkness over there doesn't really hide your body. I can see as good in the darkness as in the bright daylight."
I started to move really quickly.
"Give me clothes! " I yelled.
She laughed.
"No."
She just started to read again.
"You can pick something out of the closet behind you," she mumbled, while reading some more.
I didn't even understand why she gave up. She was not talking with the funny voice and a enthusiastic tone, no, just a... boring one.
She glanced up at me, inspecting my body again.
I immediately grabbed a random pants and shirt out of the closet and put it on as fast as possible, hoping that she wasn't looking at me anymore. She was a creep. I had to stay away from her. There was a little chance that she was working with Mad. That she was searching for my weak spot. And she knew a lot about me, after I answered all those questions. She knew more about me than my mom! This was bad. Very bad..
A weird feeling was formed, deep inside me. It was like something changed. I looked down to the shoes I had put on, they were so comfy and they totally suited me. Like they were made for me. The other clothes I had put on.. I didn't even looked at them. I just felt how warm they were. How special they felt. Was everything that was made in Mads' world zo amazingly good?
No. Stop Ryan. It will make you a softy. You have to fight Mad and then have fun with Felix!
I turned around and walked to Zoey, who was reading again.
"Can I leave?" I asked, while feeling that something fluffy was touching my head. What was this? It was feeling so weird.
"No, we have to find a class for you," she mumbled, while slowly reading another page.
"But I just have to go!"
I started to giggle when the fluffy feeling got through my whole body. The giggling made me feel happy, in every way possible.
Zoey looked up. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes widened.
"You-You...-You chose a class?!"
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A/N: New chapter! What class do you think Ryan chose? And why? You can't really read it, but what do you think I chose? So.. What do you think?
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FanfictionNOTE: I wrote this story a big while ago, besides that, it was one of my very first stories. And I'm so ashamed of its existence. But I'm not going to delete it. Please understand that this is a really... weird.. not thought out... crazy.. story. ...