Chapter 7 (Fuyuko)

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I paused, glancing longingly at the girl with her friend before turning around and starting to exit the school. I'm about pass the school's gates when I hear someone shout my name. I startle and see the girl running towards me. What does she want? She's the only one who made an effort to speak to me today, other than the teachers, of course.

"What is it?" I ask, my voice quiet and laced with confusion.

"I just wanted to let you know, just because it's a magic school you can't use your magic here." Her voice is hushed and secretive. I immediately tense and start panicking. What did she see? When? How? I wasn't even here for two days! I'm snapped out of my thoughts when she seems to say, "What the hell?" (I could be wrong) and bolts to another person walking out of the school. I stand in place for another few minutes before I end up running home. Once I get there, I throw my bag into some random corner of my house and race to my room. My head is spinning and I think I'm hyperventilating but I'm not exactly sure. I curl up into the fetal position and focus on my breathing. I was right. I am hyperventilating. As I calm down my breathing focuses and gets less shallow. After five or ten minutes, the room stops spinning and I'm able to grab a book and distract myself from my overbearing mind. Eventually, my parents get home from their jobs and we sit around our dining room table eating. Mom talks about the annoying people at her work that aren't doing what they should be while dad offers condolences and gives his opinions on the subjects she brings up. I listen quietly, not expecting the conversation to turn to me. When it does, my head snaps up making me wince at the whiplash and stare, betrayed, at my father.

"School was very schoolish." I say.

"Oh, come on, Ko," my dad starts, using my nickname, "it wasn't that boring, was it?" He asks.

"Yes. It was really boring actually. I mostly know all the stuff they're teaching right now."

"Well. At least it seems like you've found the library," he says, giving me a knowing smile.

"Indeed she has," my mother cuts into the conversation. The rest of dinner was uneventful and I retreated to my room after helping my parents clean up. I quickly do my homework before bed and get ready for another day of school in the morning.

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I wake up to my alarm and proceeded to get ready for school. Once ready, I walked to school, music playing at full volume. Once I'd reached school, I resided to my usual spot in the library and pulled out a book.

"Kohanna, aren't you going to go to class?" I looked up to see Mrs. Frashure looking at me with an amused smile.

"What?"

"The bell. It rang a minute or so ago." She tells me. I look at the clock and she's correct. I must've been caught up in my book. I quickly gather my stuff and run to class. Once reaching the class, I manage to get in right before the late bell rings. I'd never realized the library was so far away from my first period! As soon as I collapse in my chair I breathe a heavy sigh of relief. I made it in time.

"I wonder why Fuyuko was late."

I forgot to take my pills.

"Who even is that white haired chick?"

"When is Mrs. D gonna start class?"

Thoughts and thoughts and thoughts flew into my head. Each of them different. I didn't want to be in these kid's minds! It's not fair to them. But I can't control it. Think, Fuyuko, think. Do you have the bottle with you? I shuffled around in the small purse I kept with me before dumping the contents on my desk. No bottle. I swept everything back into my bag and rested my head on the desk and covered my ear in the most inconspicuous way possible. Covering my ears did nothing, of course, but it made me feel a bit better. That's when one thought stuck out from the rest.

"I need to figure out how to get most of the students into one room at once, that way, I can control them with out much struggle."

My eyes widened and my head shot up. What? Who thought that? Why would they be trying to control people? I see a boy at the front of the class a row or two from the door. He has a finger resting on his lip as he thought and I notice that his posture is stiff and straight. I look to the people around the room. No, that's not what I should do, I thought to myself, I'm the only one who can hear him so I need to figure out what's happening and tell someone. Who should I tell though? I don't have any friends and if I did, who would believe me? My leg started jiggling under the desk. I scan the room. The girl next to me, what's her name?

"The school still reeks of danger. That's weird." She's looking at the front row. I redirect my attention back to the boy. The boy suddenly blinks from his racing, incomprehensible thoughts and sees the blonde haired girl staring at him. He smirks at her before turning his attention to Mrs.D. Her gaze inconspicuously slides back to Mrs.D. Well, as inconspicuous as you can get once you've been spotted. After a few seconds I see her eyes shift towards me slightly and she thinks about my staring. I feel my face heat up and I quickly turn towards Mrs.D embarrassed that she caught me but happy because she seems to know there's something up.

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I know that I'm not supposed to use magic at school, but during lunch I decide it's for the greater good and use my invisibility to follow the blond girl. I notice that she meets up with her friends in the cafeteria before moving on to a hill outside. There they sit and eat lunch watching the other kids run around playing on the fields. I sit a ways away on a slab of concrete so they can't detect my presence, hoping they haven't already. At one point I hear Katsura (what I learned to be the blond's name) question her friends if they had noticed anything off about a kid from another day. She got all negative responses and though she seemed to go back to normal conversation, I could here her thoughts still whirling about in her head. Yes, she is who I must tell of the boy's plans. But how?

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