After the welcoming remarks of the Dean, Miss Suzuanne, we were told to go to our room. Dad went with me since Mom might still be in the room, arranging my stuff and yes, there she is, hanging my clothes on the mint colored cabinet.
"Hey," Dad said while putting his hands around Mom's waist.
I look around the room, I still don't want to talk with Mom. I am offended by what she did earlier, instead of standing for me, she wanted me to say sorry to those, ugh! I hate it.
My fingers swept through the desk placed in the corner of the room. It's quite long and by the looks of it, maybe all the three roommates can use this at the same time. There are three light bulb placed just above the table. I tapped one bulb and it lighted, I smiled when I saw the light flies inside, fluttering around the bulb. I kind of feel bad for these beings, but it's their purpose in life, to help the witches in their daily activities. There are already some books place neatly at the side of the table, someone might've been here earlier. The wide window beside the table lets you see a garden with a fountain in the middle that has a statue of a witch. It's the same statue that is used as the symbol of Vu'ay Academy.
I can hear some students walking pass the door until the doorknob unlocks, I turned around and saw a girl with straight auburn hair and gleaming forest green eyes. She smiled and paused by the door, examining what is happening inside the room which has two grown adults.
Dad laughs and raised his hand, "Hi! We're Rinnes' parent. We're just arranging her stuff because she's bad at it," he said then winks at me.
The girl nods her head, "Oh," she said then floated her bag above a bed, "Is this yours?" she asks with a soft voice. It sounded like she speaks fairy language since most faries have this soft and tiny tone when they chatter.
I shake my head, "No, the bed near the window's mine," I said while pointing at the bed where Mr. Choco is placed on.
She put the bag on the first bed near the wide closet with her eyes locked on my Mr. Choco, she suddenly beams a smile with her thin lips then walks toward my bed.
I just watch her with whatever she's planning to do with Mr. Choco while my elbow rests on the window frame, feeling the cold breeze coming from the forest beyond the garden. For some reason, it makes me feel sleepy. I was excited for my first day but I still had a complete almost 9-hour sleep last night. I ate dinner early then finished packing my spell books to have time rethinking my plan on acquiring the diploma. I hugged Mr. Choco tight between my arms while staring at my glow in the dark galaxy painted on the ceiling. I kept asking myself if I really want to be mortal while listening to the fairies' chatter outside the house. I even snorted when I realized that fairies don't exist in the human world. I read that so-called insects are the ones making noises during the night. I wondered whether their sound is as soft as the fairy.
"Is this yours?" The girl asks while holding Mr. Choco, brushing his brown fur.
I didn't realize my eyes were closed until I had to open them and blink for a few seconds to get used to the light.
"Yeah," I said then smiled.
She squished Mr. Choco out of irresistible feeling flowing from her eyes. I know she likes Mr. Choco, he's soft and fluffy and cute.
"Sorry," she whispered when she realized she's squeezing my stuff toy, "He's just so cute," she squeezed one more time and put him back to the bed.
Mom and Dad are almost finished unpacking my things, I can do it, to be honest, but I know they just want to stay longer with me. Since they were old students of the Academy, the Dean must've let them stay here for a while.
"I'm Green Harper, I use healing spells," she said then reaches out her hand for a shake. She looks like a fairy with her green dress and cream cardigan.
"Rinnes Hewitt, you can call me Rin for short. I use physical manipulation magic," I took her hand and went for a soft quick handshake.
Her eyes went wide as her mouth opens in shock, "Physical? Does that mean you can control anything? Like, you can make them float or move or crumble or invisible?" She asks while holding my shoulders.
I suddenly felt confused, can I do that?
Dad must've seen what I look like then clears his throat, making Green compose herself, "She can do whatever she wants with anything or anybody but no, she can't make it invisible. That requires a different spell."
Green and I nodded our head slowly as if I didn't know what Dad said.
"I see, then, Mr. Hewitt, you're our Air Technique professor, right?" Green asks then went to sit down on my bed, she's comfortable around us.
"Yes, darling, I am your professor. I'll teach you how to float yourself and how to fly on your broom. It's an ability that every witch has to learn aside from their spells."
While Dad and Green discuss how our class will go, I noticed a group of students walking in the garden. Seems like they already formed a group. If only I am that sociable, maybe I'm already jamming spells with some people. I heard them laughing and casting spells, making all the flowers bloom in the garden. They must've felt my gaze and the boy who cast the spell on the flowers looked at me and waved with a wide smile on his face.
I suddenly felt paralyzed not knowing what to do, I felt my face turning hot. I don't want to seem rude but I can't move. What should I do? Wave back? Smile back? Shout 'hey?'
As I was panicking on how to respond, I felt a hand on my shoulder, Green looked at me with a questioning face but she later saw the students and waved at them with a wide smile.
"Do you know them?" I asked her.
"Nope," she replied then went unpacking her bags, "Why?"
"Why did you waved at them?"
"'Cause they were waving at me--or you, it's fine to wave back. They are being friendly. Mom said it's hard to find friends here since most of you are competing with each other even with your family group," Green answered as she put her snow globe on a shelf.
Dad sighed as he closes the cabinet, they finished arranging my stuff, "That is one hell of a truth, darling. But remember, your family group will always stay by your side. You should not step on each other's faces," he said.
Mom nods in agreement, "True. So you girls should watch each other's back. Other family members are in a different class and they can't always run for rescue," she said while folding the box on her hand, then she looked at me with tired eyes, "Rin. A word."
I followed Mom inside the comfort room, glad that every bedroom has it's own since it's going to be a bother if we have to line up to use a single comfort room along with all the girls in the house.