The Unreal

Chapter 7- Know

Claire's P.O.V

I opened my eyes. I'm still the room that Cade brought me to. Sunlight still pouring in on me. And my mind is to weak to find the strength to allow me to move.

Weak.
That's what I always was, always will be.
I scoffed at my earlier thoughts.

'I can help'

Where did those thoughts come from earlier. Of course I can't help. Not me. No one would ever want or need my help.

Why?

Cause I'm me. I'm just Claire Watson. A typical high school girl who everyone deemed as the nerd and outcast. I was comfortable that way. Comfortable knowing where I was and who... Who I was? Am?

But now. Everything is a mess. A huge mess. It's all like a villain trying to pursue the earth and the superhero is losing.

I laughed at the thought. Superhero and villain.

'Magi'
The word ring in head along with my story. I'm a magi.

I sighed and rolled off the bed. Though I was a girl that loves to dress fancy and was up to date with all the trends, I still loved a good book. And that is exactly where I would get my answers.

A book. Library. I have to find the library. There must some sort of history book about Magis.

That was my plan. To somehow find the library of this massive place and find a history book in hopes I can discover a bit more about my 'new life'.

As I was roaming to find the bathroom, I halted. I groaned, which wasn't a good idea because of the awful headache that struck. My vision still a bit blurry.

"I don't have any clothes." I said to no one in particular. I sighed and shuffled my way to the bathroom. Releasing another sigh, I turned on the tap and allowed my hands to feeling warm water cascading quickly through my fingers. Bringing my face closer to the tap, my hands cupped, collecting water, I splashed my face. The feeling of the smooth water running over my face calmed my headache, just a bit.

With one last splash, I turned the tap off and wiped any remained excessive amount of water from my face before shaking my hands to rid them of the water. I rested my hands on the edge of the sink and took several deep breaths in, trying to tame the remainder of the headache. I looked up to stare at my reflection. Though my hair was calm and and my eyes were a bit stressed, I felt like a zombie.

I sighed again and look at the zit that appeared. It was huge. Ridiculously huge. My makeup from the surprise of my birthday didn't seem to want to help me either. Note to self, never apply makeup over a zit, pimple or any kind of breakout. The results are awful.

I walked out of the bathroom and attempted to calm my nerves before I reached the door that lead to hall of the bedrooms. As much as I wanted to sleep and let all the information sink in, and to rid myself of the headache, something wasn't sitting right with me. So I willed myself to the door and out of the hall and back to the entrance where Aquaman had pulled up to.

I don't know how I made it here, but did and I did so without encountering anyone.

"It's a home to many but a school to all"- Those were Grayson's words. I guess that explains why I didn't stumble upon anyone.

"School is in session," I laughed to myself. I ran a little ways up the driveway and turned to look at the front view of the building again. Looking at the many windows I found my self stumped and dumbfounded. I needed to figure out which of these windows is the library, and I need to find it fast if I want to have a good amount of time to do my researching and digging of the truth.

Even though I so desperately wanted to believe what Grayson said earlier, I know, because a part of me is telling me that the truth was twisted, that is was not what everyone that was born to this life knew.
***
Fifteen minutes and twenty six seconds was how long it took for me to find the library. At some point in that fifteen minutes I was hoping that this school had rebels or delinquents that would be so nice and generous as to show me the was to library, but nope, none. Seems like all the delinquents decide the prefer to make the nerds feel bad in class and bully them or embarrass them to some extent.

I would've gone to just open every door until I found what I was looking for, but then I discovered that there was map of the building hanging on the wall. So after searching I found it on the second floor, east wing. It was a lot of walking but it was all for a reason.

So now I'm here sitting in the library that had just a few people here and there studying and the librarian wasn't present at the front desk, so I just whisked my way through the shelves until I found the history section.

Not one hundred percent sure what I wanted to find, I found a book that seemed to call out my name. I stared at the bone of the book until I got on my tippy toes and pulled it down. I blowed some dust off of it and allowed myself to slid down and sit on the floor with my back resting on the shelf. The name of the book perking my interest and bringing it to an overflowing amount.

'The Coming of Magis"

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So there it is guys. Chapter Seven.

Tell me what you think. I know that in the beginning, Claire was a giddy over dramatic girl and she still is but right now the information is a lot to take in for her and she doesn't believe it is true. So think of is as some sort of heart break and may or may not change her.

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