"shall we begin?" The teacher, Ms. Folick, said in her sing song voice. The class groaned in misery. I don't know what it is about her, but I swear the harder she tries to make the class less boring,the more miserable she makes the rest of the students.
She always does just about the same thing as well, starts out the day with a warm up excercise, ussual something to do with Napoleon, she lives him or something, then she starts us off reading, always a whole chapter outloud,sleep inducing, than sometimes a small activity to "wake us up" that noone actually does they just copy off the smart kids. Like I said the worst class ever.
History class comes and goes without incident. And it moves onto second hour, drama. Now just to clear things up,I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR IT, our school requires it because it is technically speech/drama. It's pretty entertaining, when you are watching other people, but when,I get up there my perspective instantly changes.
Interestingly, today we have to act, which doesn't happen too often,as wizards and witches. Funny because that's what I am. They aren't like the fabled mythical guys in robes and pointy hats. We need things to amplify like a wand, I use my necklace with a stone as the pendant,stereotypical black onyx gem in the center. The onyx is enchanted to amplify the power I put through it. Three rules that suck: no bringing back the dead(well you can they would just be a mindless zombie),no turning things into something its not. No black magic. Yea I know that sucks but black magic takes a piece of your mind and soul with it and eventually turns you into a insane shell of a human Intent on killings people. Also there is a group of priests I guess you would call them, men and women from different cultures and religions teamed together to take down the supernatural. They have even used spells on themselves to make them never die of old age. They live until they die in battle. Which sucks because they are good, 500+ years of kicking ass doesn't fade quickly. fortunately , i dont have to actand just the jumpy annoying popular kids volunteer for it. and they pretend to blast and fight dragons and each other and reeeally make all other wizards look bad and definitely feel 100% worrse about themselves, mostly because some of it is true and we look extremely pathetic, but i don't thinkk i look to bad when i use magic, i look like the bad guy i can sling magic through a flick of my hand, that makes me sound really hardcore and powerful, sadly i'm not even close i can do basic spells and thats it. the only reason im not exhausted is because the more an amplifier like my necklace is used the easier magic flows through it, my necklace was my grandfathers then my mothers passed down when each of them died.
"Ezra!" Mr.Domar says "Leah is leaving to go to a doctors appointment she says you know the lines fill in for her." when the play changed back to the group project we were working n for the past month i honestly cant say, but leah will pay for this i glare at her as she leaves she smiles, winks and sticks her tongue out knowing all too well i dont know the lines to her part , the princess sweetheart, and that Mr. Domar will make me do it anyway.
" i hate you leah!"I holler.
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