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Stella rolls her eyes and then skips down the stairs. My legs feel like jelly as I struggle to calm my growing nerves. I haven’t even been here twenty-four hours and already I’ve seen enough drama to last me a while.
“Ignore Stella,” Kindle tells me. “She’s a Dragon Shifter and always in a mood,” she adds.
“Oh, well, that sucks,” I say. I cringe at my own words.
Laughing, Kindle turns to look at me. Her eyes are almost black. “You are the new girl, right?” she asks. Her tall figure is nicely filled out with lucious curves and I’m instantly jealous of her frame. She towers over me and I can’t help but shake under her presence.
“Yeah, that’s me,” I say, shrugging.
“Well, I’m Kindle. You seem a little– on edge,” she clarifies.
That’s the understatement of the century right now. Everyone has been intimidating or down right rude to me since I arrived. Of course, I’m on edge.
“Just a little. I got here last night and it’s been interesting, to say the least,” I explain. “My tour guide wasn’t very welcoming either,” I add.
She purses her lips and nods. “Candi, right?” she asks. “Look, Candi is alright. What you need to know is that Candi is’t bad, she’s just sad right now. She will come around.”
I don’t bother responding, because honestly, I don’t know what to say. Candi hasn’t been very welcoming to me and our rooming situation is odd at best.
Thankfully, Kindle changes the topic. “I have heard rumors about you. What’s the truth?”
“What do you mean?” I ask, my stomach seeming to drop.
“I’m a Feline Shifter. Basically, I can shift into any form of cat; domesticated house cat, lion, tiger– you name it. So, what about you?” she asks, placing a hand on her hip. “I’ve heard you aren’t sure yet.”
Dragon Shifter? First a cat and now a dragon? This supernatural world is going to be very complicated. I’m instantly envious that they know what they are. Their identities are clear.
“Well, I come from a long line of Halliwell Witches and my dad was a warlock— I think, but I’m not exactly sure what I am yet.” As the words slip past my lips, I regret them.
Kindle’s eyes go wide and her mouth drops down to the floor. “You don’t know yet? I mean, you haven’t shifted or experienced any sort of magic or powers?” she questions, aghast.
She leans in to hear my response. Part of me wants to tell her to get lost, but I guess this is a normal question around here.
“I am supposed to be a witch, but I think it’s still up in the air,” I tell her. I don’t dare add in that I have insane nightmares and crazy images flashing through my mind.
This is what I absolutely hate about the supernatural world. Everyone expects you to know who and what you are by the time you are sixteen. For me, my fate is still up in the air. Not knowing more information about my dad only makes this all even more complicated.
Sensing my unease, Kindle seems to calm and her face softens a little.
“I didn’t mean to upset you. It’s just, most students who enroll here already know what they are. What did you say your last name was?” she asks.
“Halliwell. When my dad died, my mom had me use her last name.”
Eyes going wide, Kindle smiles at me. “Seriously, you are a Halliwell? I’m sure your powers will emerge soon,” she says, like this is common knowledge. “Hey, just to be safe, maybe don’t start off by telling people you are a Halliwell,” she notes.
“Why not?” I ask, feeling a slight hint of anger rumble inside of me.
“Look, you seem nice enough and I hate that you already have a target on your back, but if you want people to leave you alone here, just keep to yourself. Halliwell’s have a certain… reputation here. It’s not my history to tell, so you might want to ask your mom or do some research, but for now, just try and survive your first few days,” she tells me.
Offering a wave, Kindle bounces down the stairs leaving me once again alone and wondering how in the world I got myself into this mess.
***
Taking a deep, steady breath, I stop in front of my first class of the day. I had mere minutes to review my course schedule as I walked downstairs and to breakfast. I sat alone in a corner, picking at the scrambled eggs and toast I grabbed from the kitchen line. I was in a sort of daze as I ate and looked over my schedule. My classes consisted of the basic courses you would find in a human high school:English, Math, Science, and World History. However, the added History of Magic, Defense Tactics, and Supernatural Creatures Alchemy.I had no idea what the later was, but I knew I would figure it out soon enough.
Walking into the classroom of my English class, I notice that most of the students are already in their seats and chatting quietly with friends. For most, this is their second year at the academy. As a sophomore, I am late to everything these students have already experienced– including relationships and friendships.
Finding a seat in the back of the room, I slide into the chair and busy myself with finding the perfect spot on my desk for my chromebook. It’s mindless, but I need something to keep myself from freaking out right now.
