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"By way of announcements," continued professor Mason.
"There will be a orientation party Saturday evening beginning at six and ending at ten".
There were collected groans at this pronouncement.
Professor Mason smiled "remember to be considerate of our younger students. Thank you all, you are
now dismissed to go to your classes."
There were more cheers and shouts of "yeah Mason!"
"Need any help finding your class?" I jumped at Collin's
question "Jessica right?" "Yeah,"
I didn't really know what to say, he was so good looking with his
dark eyes smiling like that.
"That's my stepsisters name, cutest little girl you've ever
seen."
I didn't know what to say to that either.
Luckily Carly saved me, "Come on Jessie, can I call you
Jessie?"
She didn't wait for a response, but took my arm and began steering
me out of the row.
"Hey Carl," said Collin winking at Carly. "How've
ya been?"
Carly made a mock scowl.
"Better since I didn't have to see you over the summer."
Collin responded with false indignation "what? You and me, we
had so much fun last year!"
"If you can call it that,"
"Come on you know no one's more fun then me!"
"Don't flatter yourself,"
"Only one month till your birthday. Fifteen is when you stop
being snippy."
Carly rolled her eyes.
“You know all about that right Jess?”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re fifteen, you turn sixteen in six months.”
“How do you know that?”
“I read your form, I know all about you now.”
I found this comment as creepy as he had intended it.
"Come on girls," said Carly shoving Kelsey and me
forward.
"Watch out for that one Jess, she's trouble." Collin
shouted after us laughing.
Carly shook her head smiling. "Ugh Collin, most immature
sixteen-year-old I've ever met!"
"He seems pretty popular," I said.
"Oh he is, don't get me wrong, he's a good kid and I love him
to death. Him and Slice, they're like the nicest, coolest boys ever! But he
flirts with all the girls, even if they're way
to young like me."
Kelsey grinned, "You sure act old though."
Carly dismissed this comment but I agreed. It wasn't like she
tried to be, but you could tell she was a natural leader.
We came to a classroom marked History and I groaned. I guess I
didn't really think I would just be learning magic tricks.
"What's so great about the Academy," Carly said "is
that we work on a four period schedule, so you have four classes one day and
four different ones the next."
I nodded, that was how my Jr. high had worked as well.
"But that's not all, we do the normal stuff: Math, Science,
History and Music. But PE is battle training and when you learn your power you
get trained with that too."
We took seats at the front and waited for our teacher to arrive.
She did right as the bell rang. She looked as tired as Pat as she put down her
books and sat behind her desk. "Welcome new students my name is Mrs.
Kent," she said it very fast not looking at us. The lesson wasn't as dull
as I thought it would be. It was a history I had never learned, all about the
first Element Workers and the battles of the 15 1/2 century. There was a lot
more to that time then I had first thought. There had been witches, elves,
fairies, speaking animals all of which were now extinct, although wizards and
witches did pop up every now and then.
Mrs. Kent explained that most of the time they didn't know their
powers existed. A few of them, however, did. David Copperfield, Marie Curie,
Napoleon Bonaparte, and to my surprise Walt Disney were all proved wizards.
I raised my hand "so Disney's greatest idea's and successes
were just his magical powers?"
"No of course not," explained Mrs. Kent. "Disney
had an amazing imagination. He was one of the few wizards who did know of his
power. He simply chose to use them only for good. It helped him realize his
goals and inspire many of his character's traits. Napoleon on the other hand,
was a little too clever for his own good, and the rest of the world's."
Dun, dun, dun! The miss Kent in my school teaches gym and heath, and is OBSESSED with politics. No resemblance that i can see
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