- Brittney -
Principal Luna gives me an annoyed look. "Didn't you already ask for a class change a couple of days ago?"
"Please! Mrs. Luna! I'm begging you!"
She sighs. "Last time you asked for a class change, you told me you used erif magic. Now you're telling me you didn't use erif magic? Are you trying to make me get your parents involved? If you can't tell me the truth, I'm gonna have to get your parents involved. I can't have students changing their classes nonstop without parent consent."
I look at the ground in embarrassment.
"What type of cat dragon are you really? First you were a Leaf, then an Erif, now a Fluffy."
"I don't know," I reply.
"Be honest. Tell the truth."
"I... I just... I just wish I could have magic," my throat starts to feel closed off, and my eyes start to fill with tears. I wipe them away, refusing to cry.
The teacher nods, and grips me in a comforting hug; probably noticing my tear filled eyes. "You're a Fluffy, aren't you?"
My throat feels too constricted to speak, so I nod instead.
"I've heard many stories of Fluffies who attend other magic classes, all with the hope that they'll discover a magic hidden deep within themselves. Some of those Fluffies find what they're looking for, while some... don't.
"I will put you in any magic class you want. You should have told me that you're a Fluffy in the first place. I won't force you to go to a Fluffy class. Sometimes the Fluffies even go to other magic classes for a while to try to unearth a magic they didn't know they had. I will let you go to any magic class any time to see if that magic clicks."
I look up from the ground, and into her sapphire blue eyes. "Really?" I ask.
"Yep," she says, "come to me anytime you want a class change."
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Flerae: A Lie Untold
FantasyThere may be two copies of this story. This is the most revised version. Mer cat dragons, like Ocean, usually live underwater, but having hatched without gills, he has to live on land, where there is no mer cat dragon school. He wishes for an e...
