•Rommies?•

64 11 35
                                    

"Now let's talk about your guy's new roomie"

The short elder man standing there in the green suit stood in the middle of the hall with Ms. Red. "My name is Mr. AppleBottom, I'm the principal Humans," snickers came from Geo and sparky from beside me along with a few from people behind us. The sudden noise from us drew Mr. Applebottom attention over to us, making him give us a harsh pointed glare. The glare brings a snicker out of me making Geo and Sparky join in.

"Was that supposed to scare us?" I whispered to them, causing them to snicker more loudly this time. Mr. Applebottom lets a loud huff escape before ignoring us.

"Now please if everybody will take out the black card they received from their selection," his voice gets higher pitch than it already is. I calm myself down and pull the black card out before we make him go into some meltdown from our playfulness. "Now turn it around to the blank side, the number of your room will appear on it. Only two people will have the same number as the other lucky person who is your roommate."

Wait, if there are only two people in a room and the card tells us who we're with, what about me and Silva? We only got the one card that I have. I glance to the left spotting Silva still with that girl Peachthorn. "What do we do if someone doesn't have a card?" I call out placing my attention onto Ms. Red and Mr. AppleBottom.

"Everyone here has a card, there shouldn't be anyone missing one. That was the only way you got picked for this school." Mr. Applebottom says real rudely not even sparing me a glance. Tch, well obviously everyone doesn't have a fucking card stupid shit.

"Umm actually there is a student that doesn't technically have a card," Ms. Red says looking at Mr. Appleshit.

"What do you mean?" Ms. Red points towards me then to the left towards Silva.

"Mirror twins Steel and Silva Blackstone sons of Forge God of Stone," I roll my eyes at the mention of our father. I still to this day don't understand why it's so damn mandatory to introduce ourselves and who our parents are if we are children of gods and goddesses.

"Why didn't they both draw a card?" Mr. Appleshit looks between Ms. Red, me, and Silva. I roll my eyes again in the name of Olympus I swear Humans are so fukin idiotic! Like I get it we have been at war for ages and they do not give a shit about anything other than themselves. Like jeez, learn a little sum even if you don't like the damn subject don't be a closed-minded bijiot, expand your little minds.

"Well, Mr. Applebottom Divine twins cannot be apart, they are connected in all ways. If they were to separate it would be painful for both and could cause their powers to be unstable which will not only endanger themselves but everyone around them." Mr. Applebottom gulped loudly and nodded his head hopefully thinking about what to do about Silva's lack of a card.

"Steel, hand me your card please," I stood up from the chair and walked up to Ms. Red, ignoring all the curious eyes from the Humans.

"Here" Ms. Red took the card from my fingers and ripped it in half then... kisses it? I watch her weirdly as she kisses one of the cards and chants something I can't understand.

Both cards glow white for a second and start to return to normal? Weird. "Here give the other one to Silva," I take both of the cards in my hand making my way to Silva to give him before sitting down. "Now everyone has a card please turn it to the blank side," Ms. Red snaps her fingers loudly as everyone turns the cards over. "A number will appear that is your room number so once you see it, please stand up and walk to your designated side and locate your rooms."

I look down at my card and see the number 11 on it "what number do you guys have?" Geo lens onto my side peeking down at my card. "11? Sweet! me and sparks got 15 our rooms are right by each other.'' We all three stood up and grabbed our bags and walked out of the hall. I glance back trying to spot Silva but he is already gone. I'll find out what room he got later.

Institute Of SalvationWhere stories live. Discover now