I slipped into a seat before the late bell rang. Made it! I checked my surroundings. The girl to my left seemed to be doodling in a notebook. The girl to my right was waving her finger around, creating a small light of energy, while loudly smacking on her gum. The boy behing me was reading a book. i couldn't see his face or what he was reading, because his shaggy black hair fell all over the desk. The teacher walked in.
"Good morning class" she said in a thick German accent. "My name is Mrs. Alzeemer. I will be your homeroom, and perhaps some of you's potion teacher".
While Mrs. Alzeemer took attendance, I pulled out my pocket mirror. I had a tan skin tone, hazel eyes with pupils like a cat's and light brown spiky hair. I was half witch, half werewolf, so I had some canine features. I checked my forehead. No acne. The spell I put on this morning must be working.
Finally, the bell rang. I stuck out my leg the same time a girl was walking past. She tripped over my leg.
"Oh! I'm sorry" I exclaimed as I helped her up. Some students started to snicker around us. I glared at them, causing them to immediately stop.
"I'm Ivory" I introduced myself in the hallway.
"I'm Solange" she replied.
"Sorry about that trip. I guess I should watch where my feet are" I said.
"And I should watch where I'm going". We both laughed.
"What class do you have now?" Solange asked.
"History of Magic" I replied. Solange's face brightened up.
"So do I! Come on, let's go!"
