Limitless

Into the New

After a weekend of getting settled in Lydia declared she would pick my outfit for the start of a new school life. My room had been completely unpacked and set up the way I liked it. Lydia tried forcing me into a pair of heels which I immediately laughed at. My final outfit after much arguing was a pair of black skinny jeans, a black and white stripped T-shirt, and my dark brown leather jacked. With a pair of black combat boots. A hidden dagger placed into each one when Lydia wasn't looking. My blonde hair was lightly curled after Lydia threatened me with a curling wand.

After loading all of my school supplies into a new school bag thanks to Aunt Natalie, Lydia and I climbed into my car since hers was blocked in. A pillow and blanket still sat in the back seat of my car, along with a couple of hidden weapons through out the car. Lydia had asked several questions about being a witch the previous night, after we began unloading my duffle bag full of supplies I could use for spells. Lydia confided in me telling me about how she had been seeing things. She even told me she had a screaming fit after seeing a man under ice at the ice skating rink. I told her I would look through my grimore's and see what I could find to help her.

This morning was a frantic one when Natalie woke up Lydia to find blood all over her bed sheets from her busted and bloody knuckles. Lydia had punched a mirror in her sleep. Now Lydia wore a pair of pink leather gloves over her hands while she nervously tapped her fingers on her legs.

"Lydia I can heal your knuckles before school." I offered as we pulled into the, said parking lot.

Lydia shook her head before turning to me, "Will you just stay with me at the counselor's office?"

"Of course," I promised pulling one of her leather clad gloves into my hand. "You know we look pretty bad ass in leather."

Lydia lightly laughed at that as we climbed out of the car. Meeting in the front of it we locked arms as we began walking in. It was early in the morning and there were very few cars in the school parking lot giving me access to a front space closer to the school. We walked into the school and Lydia led the way to the Counselor's office, with the name Morrell scribbled beside the door. We took our seats next to the door and shortly after a boy came and sat down on the other side of Lydia.

We sat quietly for a moment, Lydia setting tall and elegant as always while me and the boy sat leaned back in our chairs. My combat boots lightly tapping on the floor.

"Nice gloves." The boy finally spoke after a moment which Lydia politely said thank you to.

The boy dressed in regular jeans and a black shirt under a black and white plaid shirt. His dark hair accented his light blue green eyes and he had a golden necklace down his shirt. He seemed like a regular guy but something seemed off about him.

"So, what's your brand of psychosis?" The boy asked and I quirked an eyebrow at him.

Lydia turned to me with an unamused look before turning to the boy again with a simple, "Really?"

"Were all here for something, we don't have to be ashamed of it." The boy stated.

Lydia took a sharp inhale of air, "I have an acute phobia of people prying into my personal life." The way she said it caused me to snort on a laugh that I tried to disguise as a cough into my hand. "You?"

"Compulsively drawn to cute but narcissistic girls." He stated with a nod which again caused me to laugh into my hand.

Lydia's mouth lightly fell agape at the boy in either surprise or annoyance I wasn't sure. The boys eyes finally fell on to me after my laugh as if he had just seen me. The door to the guidance counselor's office finally opened and who I'm guessing to be Morrell stepped out wearing a green long sleeve blouse and a black pencil skirt with plain black heels.