Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-43337021-20191005211846/@comment-43337021-20191007010537

Cassian: chapter five

---The Next Day-

I moun. I don't want to go to Foxfire. Sure, I've never been, but that doesn't mean I want to go. It's going to be werid just going in the middle of the year. Eh, they'll suck it up, and if they don't, well, that's their fault. I hold my Pathfinder to light, Foxfire here I come.



Lots of people stare at me as walk through Foxfire. The girls stand in a corner whispering, glancing at me every so often, some boys make faces at me and some laugh at my tattooed cloved arms. I don't care. I go to my first class, Hydrokinetic class. How pointless, I think. I have mastered Hydrokineticy, or whatever you call it. I sit down, my teacher is Lord Cress. He's short, has straight blonde hair, crooked smile and wares glasses. "Hello," says Lord Cress. "I'm Lord Cress, though I'm sure you already know that." He says with a laugh. I don't laugh. It wasn't funny, if it's not funny then I'm not going to laugh. His smile fades. "Oh, well, let's begin, shall we?" And our lesson starts.