Flame

Chapter 7 - Supplies

 

Chapter 7

Supplies

 

I woke up and layed in bed for awhile. Not wanting to disturb the tranquil state that I was in. I rolled over and imagined an alarm clock on my bedside table, it read 7:30 A.M. I was about to roll back around when I saw a piece of white paper next to the alarm clock, somewhat concealed in the shadows. I snatched it away and scanned the words that had been written on it. The paper looked like this:

Silverwood Academy for the Gifted

Class Options

Please choose eight classes that you would like to take by placing a checks next to them. When you have finished just speak the word ’done’ and you will get your schedule within the next ten minutes.

Main Classes(maximum of 2)

Spells-Mrs. Granger

Magical Creatures-Mr.Berk

Fae Magics-Mrs. Bell

Elven Magics-Miss. Sterling

Angelics-Mr. Feather

Wise Magics-Ms. Chase

Mer Magics-Mr. Jackson

Manipulatories-Prof. Holmes

 

Sub-Classes (maximum of 3)

History/Astrology-Dr. Gallifrey

Ice Magic-Mr. Frost

Fire Magic-Mrs. Phoenix

Healing-Mrs. Fitzherbert

Combat-Miss. Prior, Mr. Eaton, Miss. Arth

Potions/ Herbs-Prof. Newt

 

Clubs (maximum of 2)

Dragon Racing-Mr. Berk

Engineering-Dr. Gallifrey

Fortunetelling- Ms. Bell

Art-Mrs. Fitzherbert

Band-Mr. Feather

 

I checked off spells, magical creatures, history/astrology, fire magic, combat, dragon racing, and I left one free period instead of a club.

“Done.” I said and the paper disintegrated in my hands.

I decided to take a shower and then get dressed into a Panic! At The Disco T-shirt, plain boot-cut jeans, red converse, and alsorts of bracelets that covered most of my arms.

I went over to the kitchen and I imagined some bread, butter, knives, plates and a toaster. I popped a piece of bread into the toaster and waited patiently for the bread to come flying out. While I was waiting the paper reappeared and at that same moment my toast sprung out of the toaster. In an instant I had shot out my hand and the toast froze in midair.

My eyes bulged out of my head, did I do that? I quickly snatched the bread from the air and flung it onto a plate. I then reached for the butter and a butter knife. I sliced my knife through the butter, the blade causing a smooth cut in the creamy substance. I placed the pad of butter on my toast and watched it melt into a small yellow puddle.

I grabbed the plate and brought it to the coffee table, I turned on the TV. A small boy with fiery hair was sitting on a train with a boy who bore a lightning scar. I chuckled to myself, I used to dream of going to Hogwarts when I was younger, and now my dream was pretty much a reality.