A Twisted Tail

Chapter 2. ~Old Friends~

"We should catch up hopefully soon." Those words burned themselves into my brain as I'm being forced to stand in what seems to be my dorm.

To my right and left is the dorm leaders almost full with students. I stand between those two. The only one. I stared at the back of the royal purple throne with a golden frame.

Was I supposed to stand closer to him.? Or farther away.? Or was where I was at just fine? I continuously looked at all of the other dorms filled with life and cheerful voices. My eyes feel on Maddie. We made eye contact and waved her hand pointing at a cup of tea as if offering it to me.

I slowly shoke my head with a soft smile towards her. My once prideful expression had fell once I realized thd deep trouble I'm in. I glanced over towards Leif where he was chatting among the rest of his dorm. It looked like he had just fit right in.

A soft sigh fell from my lips.

Leona's tail flicked as if he heard it like the clear of day.

Ok, we've all been shorted. Can we go ahead and get this shit show started already?

Out of no where Dire had appeared in front of the mirror this time. He bowed taking his hat off his head. Being careful to keep the mask on at all times during his movements.

"For those who have been shorted to their dorms, congratulations on being selected." He smiled looking at all of dorms and the students. A few started to cheer and clap. Maddie being the one who started it all. He slowly turn his glance back towards the group that didn't make it. Out of 350 students only little over 147 was accepted.

"For those who wasn't-"

"I demand the mirror to double check! You only have one dorm up there that only has one new student! Seriously you can make room for a few more!"

I felt everyones glances towards me again. Oh for the love of god. I know I'm the only one up here, do you really have to bring it up? 

Leona stood up pushing his throne back a bit. And slowly walked next to the Head Master. His steps where heavy but slowly became quiet. He was using hunting footwork. To distract the prey and alert but the alert disappear. It's normally used when hunters wanna have a chase or being too cocky.

"I assure you," his tone was strong ad carried throughout the room. His voice started to leave an echo behind before it faded of. Everyone that was mumbling and yelling about this stopped immediately hearing his footsteps disappear.

"Only a few students are picked to be here to start with. And about 4% of that 35% would be shorted to Savanaclaw. Hell, last year we had none. So us getting Ms. Khan in our dorm is just pure luck. It's not stages to be unfair or anything like that if you want to start accusing our system being 'unfair.' All of you already knew the chances of you being selected wasn't very high. So just get over it and let the damn man speak so we can get going." His tone became threatening in a way that made me see him differently than from what I remembered him as.

He turned on his heels. And once again. His foot steps started as if he was walking on air to it being known he is wearing combat boots. He winked towards me before he sat back down in a lazily way.

The few students that was yelling and trying to protest had all became speechless. The Head Master on the other hand, smiled and tipped his head towards Leona.

"Thank you Mr. Kingscholar." Leona just rolled his eyes of whatever old man, someone had to do it and these guys don't have balls to do it. The Head Master slowly turned his attention back to the group in front of him.

"Mr. Kingscholar is correct. You knew the chances of getting in was very slim. So why there's a big fus is against me." He paused for a moment. Before turning back to the mirror.