The first class of the day for me is learning how to cast spells, first with a wand, then without it. It's pretty complicated without a wand, but it is also more powerful. The wand can only handle small amounts of power, meaning they break like a twig if you put too much energy into a spell. When forming a spell, you first visualize what it will look like, then you give it a blast radius. The smaller the radius, the more powerful the spell will be. The more powerful spells require you to speak the language all magic users learn, Alconth. Everyone is issued a book at the beginning of the year explaining the language and its many spells.
After spellcasting, I head to my potions class. We had to purchase our own books for this class, so we had all already read through most of the book before the start of the school year. This didn't really help, but it made me feel more confident in my abilities. Making the potions was relatively easy, until we started to get deeper into the book. The first potion we made was, oddly enough, a love potion. There were an even amount of boys and girls in the class, so everyone had a partner. After we made the love potions, we each took a sip. We were being monitored by the teacher. I happened to be partnered up with one of the cute girls in my class, and was super nervous. Her name was Isabelle.
I'm not the nicest looking guy, but she seemed genuinely interested in me even before we took the potion. After the potion, she was in my arms and looking at me with the most love filled gaze I've ever seen. Even after the potions effect wore off, she didn't leave my arms. She smelled faintly of lavender, and her being in my arms felt like a piece of me that had been missing had found its way back to me. She had the cutest dimples, she was blonde and her hair was soft and wavy. She was three and a half inches shorter than me, and I'm about 5'8.
After the class ended, we talked for the rest of the day. We were chilling in the park that was a few blocks away from campus, when we saw someone watching us. He looked like one of my classmates. We decided to ignore it, and after a bit of talking, she said she had to go to the bathroom. About three minutes later, the guy that had been watching us walked up and pulled out a knife. He was my height, athletic build, and smelled like a living cigarette. In all, he was completely failing at being intimidating.
"What do you want," I asked, holding back laughter.
"Stay away from Isabelle, or else," he said.
"Why?"
"Because she's mine."
"Does she know that? Wait, better question, what makes her yours?"
"Uhh...um-"
"Exactly. Now get the fuck out of here before I break your bones," I said, chuckling.
He looked at me like a scolded puppy, then ran off. When Isabelle got back, I told her what happened, and she told me that she knew he had a thing for her. She had already told him off several times, eventually having to get a restraining order on him, because he started to get physical. I made a mental note to rip out his spine the next time I saw him. She also told me his name, which was Justin.
While I was walking her home, we exchanged numbers. I walked her to the doorstep, and she gave me a kiss on the cheek. I needed to train, so we quickly said our goodbyes and I walked home with her in my mind the whole time. When I got to my house, I grabbed my bow. After changing into my hunting gear, I grabbed my equipment and went to the backyard. I logged into the maps system on my telepad, setting the coordinates for the dense forest that surrounded the town.