A SCHOOL FOR MAGIC | Book One in the Raya Smith Chronicles |

Chapter Three - Home At Last

I soon made my way to the school building, it was an old, white castle with many towers and bridges. I was surrounded by lots of other students, and walking beside Louis. We found our other friend, Mariah, who was from America. She had braided black hair, with purple tips, and her eyes were a deep brown. Her ebony skin was smooth and soft, like velvet or something else that is soft and silky. She always smiled whenever she saw me, a big toothy smile. 

"Hey guys!" she said, as Louis and I approached her. 

"Hey!" Louis and I said together, and we both laughed afterwards. 

"Do any of you know what that was all about earlier, with the girl and the strange woman?" Mariah asked, as we made our way to our rooms. 

"No, but didn't she look old," Louis said, smirking as he remembered the woman. 

I stayed quiet, for the woman had only spoken to me. I didn't want my friends thinking I was some weirdo who spoke to strange people, so I kept my mouth shut, or agreed with what Louis was saying. 

We had reached our rooms by the time we'd stopped talking about the woman, our dormitary was on the western side of the castle, since we were all in the Dragon house. There are six houses in The Goblin's Foot Academy, all named after a famous mythical beast. The Dragons house, the Pixie house, the Sentar house, the Mermaid house, the Leprechaun house and the Phoenix house. The dragon house were for those who were considered brave, the Pixie house were for those who were the most talented at magic, the Sentar house was the for the fastest, the Mermaid house was for the best swimmers, the Phoenix house was for the most dangerous and the Leprechaun house was for the Irish.  

We entered the dormitary, we had to do a special sort of knock for the door to open, and I took a sigh of relief. It had been a total of 6 months since I'd last seen it, and it felt like returning home. I jumped and kicked and screamed, fell to my knees and kissed the floor, and hugged my friends. I was happy. It was going to be a great year. Then I remembered what the woman had said, "Beware Azazel," and I was sad again, but also confused for I has no idea who Azazel was. Choosing to ignore the warning for now, I made my way to my bed and lay down, I quickly fell asleep and felt the sun go down over me. 

I was in a dream now, and it was all dark around me. I quickly got up and ran through the trees, but someone was chasing me, a man in a black cloak. He had scars all over his face and he was bald but I couldn't make out who he was. He grabbed me but I kicked him in between the legs and ran again, tripping over a log I hit the ground hard. I got up again but couldn't run anymore, the man had used a spell to keep me in place. 

"You will die for that bitch!" he yelled, holding me still with his magic. I tried to break free from his magic but I couldn't, I wasn't strong enough. I then woke up in my bed again, covered in sweat.