Unordinary

Chapter 4: The Academy

The Academy (or the castle, that thing is huge!) was one out of fairytales. But this story dosen't include a perfect princess, with a perfect life and everything so perfect.

No, this is branded a horror story. Hmmm....you guys wanna hear a song? I asked the boys. They stared at me curiously and a devilish grin spreads across my face.

Hendricks school is falling down...
Falling down...
Falling down...
Falling down...
Hendricks school is falling down...
My dear pack team!
All around is blood and gore...
Blood and gore...
Blood and gore...
Blood and gore...
All around is blood and gore...
My dear pack team!

I sang the song in my head and Lance stared at me with an expression I could not read.

He shoke my arm. "You alright?"he asked.

I shrugged. "What should I be alright about?"I asked rhetorically. He frowned.

The train stopped moving and we all got up, and pulled our suitcases from the overhead storage.

"I wonder what this year will bring, don't you brother?"Lance asked Mac, who shrugged. "Idgaf."he said. I giggled and he smirked halfway.

"All newcomers, follow me!"said an old woman with curled grey hair and a large fur coat. I growled at the sight, as the coat was made out of animals fur.

"Hey, its fake."Mac said. I smiled fake as well. "So is this world!"I said. He frowned and scowled to himself.

"Be happy for once! It's a good thing, it keeps you from perishing from the thoughts of loved ones."he said. "And keeps away wrinkles!"he sang.

I raised an eyebrow and walked to the castle, led by the old woman whose name was Miss Harper.

"I feel like a character from Harry Potter. All I need is Voldemort, and a lot of enemies. Which I already have. Oh, what's thi-"I said, touching a statue of a lion.

It roared at my face and bared it's fangs, but I stood perfectly still. "How do you do?"I asked it.

It cocked it's head to one side and grinned toothily. "Fine, young lady. Hmm...I like you."He said. I shrugged.

"Nothing to like."I said as if I was an ugly duckling. But it could not have been any plainer how much different I looked.

Although I was a shade of light caramel, being my father is a different race from my mothers, my eyes were a blazing crimson. Quite rare, considering that only two people that ever existed have these traits and were uncontrollable and powerful. My hair was long and dark brown, with silver highlights in it.

How can I be pretty with all these rarities on me?

"Come along dear, I must lead you to your rooms."Miss Harper said. I looked back to the lion and he jumped off the pedastal he was standing on and went down a longer corridor.

I stared after him. "Who was that?"asked Lance. I shrugged. "I don't know, you asked me!"I said.

He rolled his eyes. I gasped. "Oh! The Kindly One gets freakin' feisty!"I nearly yelled. "Young lady watch your tone! We are in a corridor where people are learning!"said Miss Harper.

I raised a defiant eyebrow. "I've bet ten dollars that you heard worst. Anyone else wanna join?"I asked sarcastically. A few people laughed around me.

The old lady straightened her coat and powerwalked to the rooms. "Well I guess that was a yes."I muttered.

"It certainly was."said a girl next to me. I jumped from her close proximity. "Sorry!"I said. She waved at me and smiled. "No worry, it's my fault. My name is Elleanor and I'm you guys counselor. Need anything, I'll be happy to help."she said cheerily.