The Raven and the Robin

Ch 1: Letters and thoughts

"Raven please! We cannot stay quiet about the robbery! We must warn the students!" The Robin leader said anxiously. The Raven leader sighed and looked at her in the eye, hate speckled in her eyes "This is for their own good and you'll be thanking me later!" She said.
The Robin leader continued, "How is hiding the truth going to save our school!? Sometimes I just wish our tribes could get along again!" The Raven leader clasped a hand to her chest and gasped. "We will never get along again." She walked off, leaving the Robin leader speechless.

The gem was stolen...

And like legend says, all hell breaks lose after that...

Meanwhile...

I woke up to the sound of cars passing by and my obnoxious alarm clock I thought I had set not to sound. I yawn then blurt our,"This shit is annoying!" I punch the alarm clock in annoyance. "Much better" I thought. I tiredly stood up and heard the screeching voice of my not-so-sweet mom murdering my ear drums. "Dylan!! You've got a letter! Get your ass up and get it!" She hollered. I sighed and hollered back, "Coming!!" I opened my bedroom door and rushed to the kitchen where she had left the letter. I picked it up and read to myself:

Dear Dylan Kline,
Congratulations! We are happy to announce that you have been accepted to Skyhigh School of Advanced Magic! Due to your dark magic abilities, you will be placed in the Raven Tribe. Orientation and introduction of the tribes and rules will be given to you at your first day of school, September 25, 2020 at 7:20 AM. We look forward to having you in class!

Sincerely, The Magic District

I looked at my brother which had been staring at me.

"I have a feeling you're not going to make it in to Skyh-" before I could finish my sentence he quickly interrupted "Before you finish that I actually got my letter yesterday morning." He gives me the you were wrong-and-I-was-right face and walks off to his room. I go on front of his bedroom door. "Mike I Bet you're on the Robin tribe of good and harmless magic, pussy!" Nothing was heard.

I went to my room, closed the door, took a big sigh, and thought, "I just hope I can take love seriously and not end up in a little part-time fling, like always." I took my bag that was stuffed with cigarettes and unzipped it to smoke a cigar. I lit up my cigar, sticked it into my mouth and inhaled the smoke. I let it out and felt my self slow down and just generally exhausted of thinking. Time seemed to stop as I inhaled and exhaled the smoke. "I'm so lost in this stupid world" I thought. Things hadn't been easy for me lately. I didn't even know what tomorrow would bring or what any day would bring anymore. I opened my window and looked at the cars passing and passing. My anxiety was the size of a whole planet just when I worried about what the other days would bring. "I worry too damn much" I thought. I knew that smoking wasn't going to fix anything, but I just saw it as a way to escape my problems. After a while I stop smoking and I lay in bed, drowning myself in thought.

It is late night and all I could hear was my extremely annoying neighbor that lays countless hours awake. But after a couple of hours I managed to fall deep into sleep.