Great, its only my second day at school, and its my birthday, yet here I am at the guidance office being counselled for being late with the other latecomer.. AMAAAAAYYYYZIINNG!
Before I die of boredom, someone knocked on the door.
"Miss Griselda?"
Yay! Its grammy! Im finally saved!
"Good Morning Miss Miranda.. how can I help you?"
"I need you to dismiss Mikaela Tepes."
"But Miss Miranda, Im still--"
"I need her to be dismissed.. now"
She paused for a moment..
"Alright.."
When Miss Griselda gave me the signal to go out, I hurriedly ran outside.
"You're not going anywhere young lady.." grammy told me while pulling me by my coat.
"Fine.." I frowned..
"Come, I'm taking to your class this instance.."
While walking to my classroom, grammy spoke..
"Thelo, do you know what day is today?"
Oh My GOSH ! Why does everybody keep on saying that!! Wait, did I hear people say this before? Or its just me..
NAH dun think sowww..
"Uh no.."
"Oh dear Othelo.." grammy facepalmed..
"ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY!"
"Oh! Right ! Right ! I forgot! No wonder the question's familar.."
"But of course Thelo.. you have a gift from me.."
"Really gramps!?"
Grammy handed me a medium sized brown book with a wooden lock that reminds me of Lord of The Rings.. deym!
"Here it is.."
"Whoa,, grammy.. you wrapped this in a year old paperbag? What is this?"
"Stop complaining and just open it.."
"Uh hello? Its lockedn in these swirling twigs.."
Grammy touched the book and chanted a spell..
The branches on the book's cover suddenly moved and the snakes on the keyhole slithered away.
As I opened the book, a bright white light blinded my eyes.. I closed the book immidiatley.
Grammy opened the book again and spread the white light and it starts on disappearing as it scatters..
I blowed the remaining light away as if it was smoke and read the inscribed words..
"Obscura letters, but arent these things banned!? Were supposed to use English and Latin..!"
"Do you want the world to know the secrets of our kind?"
"Uh,, no.."
"There.. now read it!"
I read the book..
"Wait grammy.. are these..???"
"Yes Othelo.. your very own spellbook. I wrote the spells on your level and as you age, the spells will just keep on becoming more and more improvised and you will unlock more abilities.."
"Oh grammy, this is sooooo COOL!! Thank you! Thank you! THANK YOUUUUUUU!!!!!!"
"Now put that in your bag, Im taking you to your class, AND if you dare to be late again.. I'LL burn you alive.."
YOU ARE READING
The EMOrtal
CasualeMikaela or shall we say A GIRL WITH A THOUSAND NAMES just transferred to St. Micheal's University after her father burned her past schools to keep the secret of her family. Because of this, Mika promised herself not to trust anyone, especially human...
