The water soaking on my bone-dry feet was relaxing. My friend smiled at me excitedly and I was sure we were thinking the same thing. Today would be our first day at the academy for the supernaturally gifted. We weren't sure what our abilities were yet, but the school seemed to have some way of knowing who would develop them. We would find them out soon.
The academy's siding was salmon-pink. The windows sported white, lacy window shutters and to top it all off, pun-intended: a seafoam green roof. It complimented the vast blue sea sitting only a hundred or so feet away. My friend and I passed palm trees and lounging students. We giggled each time our feet sank in the sand. Although there must have been a number of students that passed through it to get there that morning, there weren't any footprints on the sand but our own.
The enormous double-doors of the academy swung open and the most tranquil thing I'd ever seen greeted me. Mosaic blue tiles as clear as the sea itself covered the floor and walls. An elegant waterfall cascaded from the ceiling as if by some magic into a bubbling pool, casting a curtain on the righthand stairway.
Just inside the door, we stepped into a shallow pool that rinsed all the sticky white sand from between our toes. Small blue creatures with stunning green eyes, shell pink lips, and wide blue ears to match gently padded our feet with fluffy, white towels.
My friend and I exchanged even wider smiles. I breathed in a whiff of delicate coconut. Gorgeous crystal chandaliers hanging above us cast green diamonds on the mosaic tiles, making them appear broken and weeping green water. More of the small blue creatures scurried about in clothing of vines and leaves and twigs. They served fine, sparkling juices and cheese cubes on silver trays. Each of the foods was impaled by a tiny twig. A single leaf the size of my pinky fingernail poked from its top like a flag.
One of the tiny creatures tugged at my pantleg and led the two of us to a room just left of the far left staircase, though I'd sworn it hadn't been there a moment ago.
Inside, my friend and I pulled on our crisp, navy uniforms. They had our names embroidered in gold on the right breast pocket. We found a pair of shoes and rings in the same subbies that held our uniforms and slipped them on.
Dull classical music began to play and all the students that filled the lobby a moment ago filed up the staircases at either side of the room and headed off to their classes. The fairy-like creatures seemed to vanish as well. My friend and I shrugged and turned to follow the other students up the right staircase. Suddenly, a group of kids in front of us stopped. Directly behind the waterfall. We leapt down the stairs again and ducked behind the waterfall's other side to get a better listen.
"Have you heard the rumors of the Head Witch? I hear she sucks the power from the students here to keep herself young and beautiful," the first of the gossips said.
My friend and I exchanged nervous glances, but I shook my head and smiled. It was only a rumor.
"Oh really?" asked another gossip. between the waterfall I caught a silhouette of a girl clutching a pile of books.
"Yeah, and I also hear no one's ever seen her before."
"Yeah right!" the girl said, stiffening uncomfortably.
"No, I hear it's true. Ask one of the Phoenixes if you don't believe me-"
My friend and I assumed the Phoenixes to be the upperclassmen, but we weren't sure.
"-she always tays up on the roof. I hear the way to get there is up the staircase through that door opposite of the entrance in the lobby."
The two gossips who had been, well, gossiping, hurried up the stairs and to their class, obviously fearing the eeries emptiness of the lobby. My friend and I stood beside the waterfall, unsure of what to think. The classical music started up again, a mix of classical violin and some kind of flute, and then faded away.
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Dream Journal
Random"Dreams are the illustrations of the book your soul is writing about you." - Anonymous.
