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I lie back and pull my blankets up to my chin. I close my eyes and try not to think too much about what might happen in the morning. I can't decide if I'm more nervous or excited. But one thing I am certain of is that my life is going to change tomorrow.
And I don't think there will be any going back.
Chapter Four
To my surprise, the somewhat cryptic instructions on the back of the letter are easy to follow and just before nine, I find myself standing outside a square grey brick castle with turrets in each corner and what looks like a small forest growing in the middle of it.
I guess this must be Scythe Grove Academy. It looks more like something out of a fantasy book rather than any school I've ever been to. But mine was more the drab and boring affairs with teachers who have been there so long they've forgotten why they want to teach. I can't say it was particularly exciting.
I glance down at the letter in my hand, trying to work out what I need to do next. Other than getting to the building itself, there aren't many instructions for how I'm supposed to find the headmistress' office.
With a sigh, I fold the letter back up and stick it in my pocket. The advantage of this being a school is that most people will know where the office is, all I have to do is find someone and ask them to point me in the right direction.
I set off, keeping an eye out for a student I can ask.
"Syxe Weston?" a guy asks as he walks towards me.
Ah. It seems the headmistress has sent someone to find me. I appreciate that, it saves me a task.
"Yes?"
"I'm Mathias, Headmistress Shaw has asked me to meet you and bring you to her office."
"Hi." I resist the urge to wave at him.
"Hey," he responds, a genuine smile spreading over his face.
He's handsome. Probably my age, though perhaps a year older.
"Are you a student here?" I ask as the two of us start walking.
"Yes. I started at the beginning of the year."
"Do you like it here?" I'm not sure what the point in asking is. It's not like he'll tell me the truth when he's on the way to take me to the headmistress.
He shrugs. "It's been good so far. But if I want to stand a chance of having a career in the Reaper Guard, this is where I need to be."
Hmm. Okay, so he is going to tell me the truth.
"Are you thinking about transferring from one of the other academies? Is this why you're interviewing with the headmistress?"
"Oh, erm, I'm not here for an interview," I mumble.
He pushes on a door and holds it open for me.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome," he responds, following me through. "So what are you here for if it's not an interview?"
"I don't actually know," I admit. "I was just asked to come here so that's what I did."
"That's brave."
"Is the headmistress that bad?" Worry worms its way into my gut.
"Oh no, she's fine. She wants what's best for the students and will do anything she can to make that possible. She won't ask you to do anything that puts you in danger."
"That's good."
