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Chapter 4
AfterIhadmetwith the Headmaster, I had been sent back to my classes. It was nearly lunch time and I had met up with Candi. I told her about my meeting, but didn’t go into much detail. I didn’t want to get my hopes up in case I was wrong. The rest of the afternoon was uneventful as I flitted to each class. When my last class arrived,
I made my way down the hallway, my heart thudding with anticipation. It was my last period of the day, a class I had been eagerly awaiting: History of Magic. I tried to make myself invisible as I navigated through the preoccupied students to my seat and settled in with my quill and parchment. I had just come from Charms, where Professor Lane lectured on the correct way to levitate a bird feather across two desks ten feet away.
“One must visualize the feather as light as air,” he said, and then give it a little nudge for direction. “Visualize the feather gliding through the air like steam from a kettle behind a plucked chicken; feel its position as though you were holding it between your fingers. Though, in actuality a student can't see a magical object unless it's enchanted, but if you don't picture it well enough then you won't be able to perform magic accurately enough to charm or transfigure anything.”
His words had unsettled me, but I had to just push that worry into the back of my mind. I had enough right now to stress over.
Now, I sat through this last course watching others display their powers as the professor talked about the history of magic. A group of girls: Stella and a girl I had learned was named Lara, was among them. They looked at me from their seats behind me with mouths partially opened in laughter.
Suddenly, the scent of smoke filled the air around me and my legs grew hot– as though they were on fire. Shooting out of my seat, I screamed in panic and from pain as my legs were singed red and the smoke was coming from me.
Seriously? Someone had caught the floor around my feet on fire!
“Wow, looks like it’s getting hot in here,” Kindle snickered.
Turning on my heel, I fanned my legs as I glared daggers her way. She was evil incarnate and I knew that she would be trouble for me.
“What is going on?” Professor Lane barked.
“Farrah seems to have had some trouble,” Lara added, her malice smile slicing through me.
I turned to the professor, willing myself not to cry. Her eyes turned down when she looked at me and the stern glare transformed to one of pity. I almost hated that look even more than her anger at being interrupted.
“Settle down everyone!” Professor Lane yelled.
She threw her hands in the air and mumbled something I didn’t recognize as English, and my legs began to cool down and the fire was put out by a strong gust of wind.
I knew she had used magic on me and I hated that I wasn’t able to protect myself. I should have my powers– why was fate playing such a cruel joke on me?
“Anyone care to explain how this happened? Everyone knows the rules at Shadow Legacy Academy is that we never harm other students– or play vile tricks on them with our powers. As Witches, we must utilize our magic and find ways to use it for good, not evil,” she stated, glancing at Kindle and Lara who were now sulking in their seats
Of course, neither one of them wanted to admit they had done this. They were the worst kind of bullies; ready to cause harm but never willing to admit their wrongdoings.
I should have spoken up and told everyone I knew it was them, but I didn’t.
“It’s ok. I’m fine really. Besides, I don’t let weak people bother me,” I said, before sliding back into my chair.
Nodding, Professor Lane winked at me as she moved back to the front of the classroom and continued on with her lecture. Before long, my incident was forgotten and everyone was engrossed in hands-on group work where they shared magic. I was paired with two girls: Sheena and Alice, who had been using spells for years.
“Hey, is this class only for witches?” I asked Alice.
When I had first met Stella, Candi had informed me that she was a dragon shifter.
Shaking her head, Alice paused her incantation. “No. All students are required to take this course, but only Witches can practice spells. We have shifters and fairies in here, too,” she explained.
That caused me to look around the room once more. It was almost funny how everyone looked so normal and human, but hidden behind their human form was a supernatural creature just ready to emerge.
The girls went back to work sharing their skills with magic.
As I glanced around the room at my peers, I was painfully aware of how far behind I was. Everyone around me seemed to have mastered their spells, each one more intricate and powerful than the last. Lara and Stella, who I had seen at gatherings before, were sitting behind me, watching me with strange expressions on their faces.
Every now and then, I could see Lara and Kindle with mouths partially open in laughter, and I would quickly avert my gaze, hoping they hadn't noticed me looking. I knew they thought I was inadequate in comparison to everyone at this school, and I felt my cheeks burning in embarrassment. But every time I looked up, they were still there, watching me with amused expressions.
I turned back to my notebook, trying to ignore their presence and focus on the task at hand. I took a deep breath, determined to push away my insecurities and prove myself to them. I had worked hard to get to this point, and I wasn't going to let anyone stand in my way.
I spent the rest of the lesson focused on learning the intricacies of the day’s spell, and by the time the bell rang, I was ready to get out of the room. The class was interesting, but I hated that Kindle and Lara were in there with me.
