The shifters

First day

It's finally here. I tried to make it long for you guys. I three's bold print in the story, it's EMPHASIS! Well, I'm gonna go now.  I've also kind of picked a mini cast. I don't have everyone yet though.Feel free to imagine them as you like, but just in case..

Oh and the photo is of "Red". Enjoy :)

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I woke up early in the morning to my new room in my new tower. I was in the black tower, the tower where all of the beginner and really bad shifters stay. As Mr. Mole rat told me "Everyone must start their way at the bottom, and build up to the top." I didn't find any logic at all in this, but I agreed to it anyways. The academy has it's own ranking system. In the order of least to greatest, it goes, black, gray, brown, bronze, silver, gold, and white. I being a "beginner" was given a black badge and put into the black tower. I don't plan on staying here though.

I suddenly thought of my hunger, I hadn't had time for dinner last night, with all the things to sign, and the handbook to read, and the map to study, I'm surprised I even got any sleep. I knew there was a cafeteria downstairs, but I thought it would be healthier for me to have a more organic meal. And by organic, I mean a snake and two mice.

After my meal, I arrived back to my room ready to get dressed. I chose a heather gray t-shirt, with dark wash jeans and brown knee high boots. I didn't feel like pulling my hair out in order for it to look presentable, so I put it up in a pathetic excuse of a bun. I glanced at my schedule for the hundredth time, reading the numbers, and names, and classes, all over again, I practically had it memorized.

1 archery      Ms.Johnson      outside section 4

2 survival       Mr.Freeman      tower 2 room 258

3 knives       Mr.Wales           outside section 7

4 guns          Mr.Graham        outside section 10

LUNCH

5 horseback riding          Mrs.Nguyen        outside section 1

6 close combat          Mr.Sharp        outside section 6

When 6th period is over, you can free train, or study, or do whatever the hell you want. I stepped outside and walked to my archery class. For some reason on the way there I would either get A) stares B) high fives or C) startled looks. Something tells me that this will be an off-day...

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The lady plopped, what resembled spaghetti, on my tray. "Thank you" I said with a smile. The lady gave a mean look and muttered what sounded like "Lupid pass mid." I sat down at a deserted table and thought about my day so far.

Almost every class went the same way. I would have to introduce myself and tell them what I could shift into. When I told them that I could shift into a hawk, I heard gasps and saw startled faces. The teacher would then, give a signal behind me and everyone would quiet down.

But, there was this rare occasion when one teacher apparently didn't get the teacher memo. She didn't believe me and actually MADE me shift in front of the class, fly around some and sit back down. I was pretty proud of myself for proving her wrong. Until I saw the strange looks and heard the even bigger gasps. I angrily asked what the big deal and a student stood up about to tell me. Before he told me though the teachers memory kicked in and told the class that "If you tell her anything there will be dire consequences."

So I'm doing swell.

While I was in the middle of eating the school's version of "spaghetti", I was interrupted by a girl and her friends who sat down.