Homeroom

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        "Bye Mother, I'll see you after school. Thank you for driving me." Raven Roth said as she picked her backpack up from the seat. Waving good bye, she made her way to the door. Arella, her mother, either didn't hear her or was late to an appointment, so she didn't say anything. Shrugging it off, Raven slugged her backpack strap over her shoulder and proceeded to the door. 

        Moving inside the doors, the immense amount of students shocked her. They were all so tall and talking to each other, laughing or hugging each other so openly. It was all so frightening, the emotions running around freely confused and overwhelmed her. Quickly looking around the hall for an area of low-traffic, she slithered away and held her head beneath her bangs. 

        Since the bell wouldn't ring for another twenty minutes or so, she checked a folded up paper in her pocket with her locker and combination on it. When she got to her locker, she noticed that height wasn't taken into account when assigning them as hers was a top locker. Attempting to reach, her middle finger barely scraped the lock. Then Raven had an idea. 

        She looked left, then right, then behind her and the coast was clear. 

        "Azarath Metrion Zinthos," whispering, her arm slowly waved upwards and the locker rustled, quietly opening. Her hands re-positioned as her books floated through the air and into the locker. She closed the locker, checking again that no one saw her before cautiously walking to her homeroom class.

        Walking up the steps, she felt a flush of cold that stopped her breath for a moment. In an instant, it was bizarrely intense, constricting her at the throat and then completely back to normal as if nothing happened. Raven looked around for an air vent or an open door that could have contributed but saw nothing. It was strange, but she wrote it off as some emotion she was picking up from someone in a classroom on the other wall. 

        She found the room with only minor difficulty and ended up being a few minutes late but got off the hook after explaining herself. 

        "It is my first day here, ma'am. I apologize as I had trouble navigating the halls. I've never been here before." Raven stood in front of the class and the room thrummed with an unsettling feeling she couldn't quite explain. The teacher nodded to her and instructed her where to sit. As she did, she tapped her fingers pensively thinking about what to call this emotion that seemed to be trying to trap her mind. The bright, blinking lights overhead didn't help, she could hear every subtle buzz they emitted and her head pounded like a drum. Whispers, breathing, the psychic vibrations. 

        Raven closed her eyes and focused on her breathing to calm herself. The headache was still there, but in order to appear normal, she tried her best to subdue her sensitivity to the emotions by ignoring them and after a while, it became easier to focus through it. 

        "This is going to be a long day," she thought to herself. 

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