CHOSEN

LYDIA

LYDIA 

Part One:

      "Have you placed the tracking charm?" Lydia asked Len Charleston the next morning before classes began.

"I have indeed. I wrote myself a note to remind me." He screwed up the note written on the lime green post-it paper stuck to his desk. "What is your first class again?"

"I'm in with the under fifteen's today. Doing English." Lydia replied. "But if you happen to get any activity on the Angels, please let me know and I'll bring the Chosen student in to see you."

"Very well, Lydia." Len smiled. "Don't suppose you've had a chance to write up your evaluations on the students in the Wings yet?"

"I'll have them on your desk by Friday." 

"That's great, thank you. Oh by the way, the students are not to know you're writing the evaluations. They're strictly for us. So we know who is more powerful."

"Of course, Len."

As Lydia left the office, she walked by the East Wing. She caught a glimpse of one of the students in her dorm room window. A student that had always intrigued her. She was on the ground floor, looking out towards the field, her face pale, and her eyes darted from side to side, scanning the field. 

Her brown hair had obviously not yet been brushed, and she was still in her night clothes. The window opened quickly. "Morning, Miss Bowen." The girl smiled.

"Good morning Freya. Everything all right? You look a little shaken up." 

"Oh, I'm fine. Just didn't get much sleep last night. Too warm." 

"Oh, very well. Do your lot not have any classes today?" Lydia asked while checking her watch for the time. 

"No. Not today." Freya smiled.

"All right then, get some more sleep. You look really tired. And I will see you tomorrow for Spells." Lydia smiled and carried on to the main building to teach and English class to the younger students, until they were old enough to know the truth.

Like Tommy and Eva, they were new to all this, still in their first week in the South Wing, but Lydia had her feelings about them. Tommy especially. 

She had already written her evaluation on Tommy Caldwell:

      "TOMMY CALDWELL is a very bright, attentive student. Learns new things quickly and easily. His mind was very much open to let the memories in at his first Mind Block class. He seemed steady and unshaken compared to other pupils.

Seems to have very good relationships with his friends. Eva Moritz has always been with him in every class. He is very helpful and patient with her when he needs help. He appears to make new friends easily as I have witnessed in the past week. 

The physical training was easy for Tommy. Barely getting out of breath, his speed was impressive, and appears to be quite physically strong. Very aware of the space around him almost like a sixth sense and he can just tell something or someone is there. His coach was very impressed.

On a personal note, I believe Tommy to be a helpful, strong, trustworthy boy, with an aptitude for learning. I have high expectations from him that I am sure he will meet with ease.

Lydia Bowen."

She remembered writing Freya's a few months ago when her group had just started in the East Wing. She hadn't got such a shiny review. She was quiet, until she was challenging someone then she would become very loud and shrill, and would not hesitate to call people names. She came across as sweet and innocent with other students but she would look at Lydia with such haste, which Lydia found very strange as the two of them had never met before.

Lydia had been teaching for so long that she had a very good judge of character, especially once the memory blockers had stopped working. Once they were exposed to the truth and started to learn about it, they unknowingly became more open. And that was when she would write their evaluations.

Part Two:

     After the last class of the day, Lydia rushed from the classroom to Headmaster Charleston's Office.  He had sent her and IM on the computer just a few minutes before the bell rang signalling the end of class. He had told her the tracking charm had picked up someone near the Angels.

She knocked loudly and quickly on the door, an didn't even wait for him to tell her to come in. she threw the door open and said, "Who was it?"

"Ada Smith and Eva Moritz." Len said as he lowered his glasses. 

"Can you tell which one of them was the one who made the statues appear?"

"Unfortunately no. But we need to speak with them." Mr Charleston picked up a stack of books from the desk, handed them to Lydia and said, "Lydia, I need you to plant these books in the library. They're all about the Seven Archangels... I have a feeling one, if not both, of those girls will probably look into them."

"Of course."

"Then I will meet you at the South Wing. We'll speak to them this evening, around five o'clock."

"Very well, sir. I'll get on it straight away."

The library was surprisingly busy for a Friday night. Lydia knew the students had regular parties but refused to speak up about it, they were teenagers after all, and she remembered doing the same when she was younger. As long as the parties stayed confined to Friday nights when there were no classes the next day. The students in the year above had taken it too far... Exactly one year ago one of Lydia's students, Lauren Bryan, had done just that.

She had started an argument with another girl because of a boy, as these fights always were about boys. She had got jealous because the other girl had spoken to a boy she fancied, challenged her to a fight and beat her up badly. They started using spells on each other, spells intended to fight demons, and her opponent had died. 

Lauren was expelled and was sent to a school in the Demon Slayer's Capital city in New York. She is to stay in her room, locked in from the outside, until a teacher came to collect her for a class, then she is sent straight back with a tray of food for dinner.

Lydia shuddered as she remembered the deadly fight, and hoped nothing like that would happen this year.

As she placed the books in the bookcases in the Library, she got startled by a sudden noise behind her. "Sorry, Miss Bowen. Didn't mean to frighten you." The boy standing behind her said, as he bent over to pick up the book he had dropped. "Got anything interesting there?"

"Oh, no. Nothing you would be interested in, Harry."

"Fair enough. Well I'll check out this book and leave you to it. I'll see you tomorrow for Languages." He smiled.

"Yes, you will."

Harry... He had been another student who had worried her initially. He was a mysterious boy, very quiet, always alone, but all the girls wanted him. His report had been a mixture of good and bad. One minute he would be very engaged in the classes, the next he would sit quietly at the back barely doing anything, just drawing in his sketch pad.

She finished placing the last book in the right section and went off to meet Mr Charleston outside the South Wing. One of these girls had special powers, even more special than the other students. And she intended to find out who it was.

*Ginni*

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