My nerves started to kick in and I could feel my palms getting sweaty under the grip of my bag. Karmelia High is big, really big. And it seems like in the first hour of being here I'm already lost. My eyes wondered around the huge empty hall trying to take in as much as I can yet find a sign which would lead me to the head masters office. My feet scattered across the light brick floor as fast but steady as they could and my feet are starting to hurt. It seemed like I was going in circles in this place but at last I found a sign high up in the corner of another hall; 'Head Master : Jenny Scoon'. I let out a sigh of relief as I slowed down and took the corner, taking me down to a large wooden door. I slowly placed my bad on the ground and wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans before tucking a strand of hair behind my ear and knocking on the door.
The door screeched open slowly and I was greeted by an old hutched man. He didn't say a word but waved his hand to follow him. I picked up my bag and slowly walked into the large room and straight down centre was the head master. I came to the front of the desk and placed my bag beside the chair before sitting down. She quickly looked up from her pen in her hand and smiled to me before placing the phone down.
"Welcome to Karmelia High! I'm your head master Mrs Scoon, you must me Amelia?"
"Yes I am. Sorry I took so long getting here... I kind of got lost" I let out a nervous chuckle hoping she wouldn't consider it a big deal. Karmelia High is much bigger than my old school, and there's way more students here too.
"No no that's fine! It's going to take a while to get used to it" she gave me a reassuring smile, obviously recognising my nervousness, "So as you're aware, our students are divided into 3 different houses; Howljus, Kilafrie and Olyptun. Howljus has all the students that are strongest in potions and spells, Kilafrie has the students that are the most artistic and talented, and Olyptun has the strongest academic students. From your recommendation from your school, we've discovered that you are very artistically gifted and that's why we wanted you to come and joined Kilafrie" her smile never seemed to leave this woman's face and her pen remained attached to her pale hands. I smiled back and nodded my head. I'm not a person to develop a sense of pride for themselves but I have just gotten the biggest opportunity which all wizards would kill for outside of Karmelia High.
"Thank you!" I couldn't help but smile so wide.
"I've asked a boy to walk you around and help you here until you're comfortable. He's in the same house and grade as you which will be easy. Oh, and he's also got similar classes also!" My skills in talking to guys is one thing I lacked in the most and in the end I always end up embarking myself. Oh boy..
"Could you please make Michael come in here straight away, thanks Eliot" she ordered the mute many and in return, nodded his head and walked, more like limped to the door.
Eliot opened the door and there walked in this 6ft lanky guy with lime green hair. He was different but very attractive and suddenly my mouth went dry and my eyes widened. I tried to retain myself from drooling as he walked over here. Cliche reaction, I know, but he looked like a character from a movie. His eyes met mine and a smile crept on his face. I couldn't help but smile back as I stood up to introduce myself. He held out his hand as he met in front of me and I gladly took it.
"Hi I'm Michael Clifford. I'll be showing you around the school and to also make you feel at home" he had this little grin on his face after he talked and it was adorable.
"I'm Amelia Johnson, but you can call me Amy"
"Well Amy, I hope you don't mind but I'm going to be calling you Amelia. I like that name, it's different" he smiled down at me before walking over to Mrs Scoon and shaking her hand. I picked up my suitcase before Michael was by my side and we started walking out the room.
"So, Amelia. Where about's did you come from?"
"I'm from the west. It's not the brightest of all places but it was comfortable enough" the halls were empty and the walls were full of pictures and paintings that past students have done. I'm guessing we were now in Kilafrie house. Michael slowly nodded whole looking at his feet before lifting his head and looking straight in front of him. I quickly looked away from him and continued looking around.
"So what artistic talent do you have?"
"I do art. I like doing anything really, I find it relaxing", he glanced down at me and smiled, "what about you?"
"Well, I'm in a band with my 3 friends. I was never good at magic and defiantly not academic things so being a musician was sort of my last resort" he chuckled and so did I. The three weaknesses I have in guys is back muscles, eyes and they're laugh. And michael here seems to be ticking the laughing box.
We reached the what seems like forever hall to 2 doors either side of each other with a 'Kilafrie House' sign above them.
"So on the left is the girls' dorm and the right is the guys. I would in and show you around but 1. I've never been in there, 2. I can't go in there and, 3. All the girls will throw things at me and call me a freak so I'm sorry Amelia, but, you're going to have to go in there by yourself." I chuckled at his sense of humour and shook my head.
"Well thank you for getting me here, and what time do we have to get up and ready by?" He suddenly handed me the papers that he held in his hand which Mrs Scoon gave him.
"We get up at 7 and are ready and out by 7:30. But don't worry, I'll meet you out here and take you to where we need to go. Also, in the papers there's a schedule which includes your classes and what time lunch is at. Good luck with everything!"
"Haha! Thank you, I'll see you tomorrow" I smiled at him before taking a breath and opening the door.
"Um Amelia?" I quickly turn around to meet a red faced Michael.
"Yes?"
"Wrong door.." I sighed before walking over to the next door with Michael laughing in the meanwhile.
"Goodnight Amelia Johnson"
***OK SO ITS SHORT I KNOW, IM SORRY BUT I JUST WANT TO SEE HOW THE FIRST CHAPTER GOES. I HOPE PEOPLE LIKE IT! SORRY IF ITS CRAP HAHA***
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Amelia | Michael Clifford Fanfic
Fanfic"Amelia Johnson. I've never loved you more than I do, this very second. And I'll never love you any less than I do, right in this moment."