The Arcana X Modern Teen Readers

Detention

"I'm making my way downcity, running fast, with a smile that says I'm ready. Do do do do do do do, and I need me!" I sing as I walk to school, my classmates staring at me confused.

"Hellos Rathen." Daven greets.

I wave to him.

I hear the bell ring and I run to my classroom.

"Ah, late again Miss Loony." Professor Leach asks.

"That's the third time this month, I wonder what the excuse is this time?" Professor Leach asks with his sleek black 'hair' looking as greasy as ever.

"I'm sorry Professor, but I was busy slipping over your oily toupé." I say smiling.

Professor Leach instantly stands "Headmaster. Now!"

"I'm late thoo." Daven says raising his hand.

Professor Leech ignores him.

I get sent to the Principal again, Professor Leach is trying to expel me again, and they're both fighting again.

I look over at a mirror, I don't belong here.

I don't even look as though I belong here.

My messy brown hair, accompanied with my wrinkly uniform, it looks like I came from a dumpster!

I sigh and look into my eyes, they're the most interesting part of me.

They change color with my emotions.

I shake my head and look down to my worn boots, that are clearly meant for men, and just stare.

Eventually Professor Leach bursts out mumbling obscurities about the Principal and leaves as Principal Willow steps out of her office sighing.

"What will I do with you?" Principal Willow sighs smiling kindly.

I smile back, at least she's nice.

Principal Willow hands me a butterscotch and invites me into her office.

"You are one of the six most trouble makers here and you affect one of them!" Principal Willow says smiling.

"Let's put it this way, you have a detention with Professor Zibble." She says.

"Professor Zibble? I don't think I have ever had a detention with her." I say.

Principal Willow shakes her head "She's new here. You will have to go up to the old Astrology lab on the top floor." Principal Willow's voice dies down as I look up the steep stairs swallowing nervous.

I walk up the stairs using the old rusty handrail for support.

Electricity apparently doesn't work up here as there's only candlelight to use for seeing.

Eventually I get to the top and grab a candle to light the way.

I start to feel anxious and the wind around me starts to blow.

"Not now." I whisper as I quickly try to find the old Astrology classroom.

I find the old janitorial closet.

"Are you lost child?" I hear an old voice ask.

I use the candlelight to try to illuminate them.

Eventually they step into the candlelight and I see an old woman in weird old robes.

"W-Who, ahem. Who are you?" I try to ask sounding unafraid.

"Why, I'm Professor Zibble!" Professor Zibble says as candles light all around us.