Time flew fast and soon they were one day away from the big moment they've been waiting for..
Sports day-
Everything around them felt animated with the jolt and excitation of the moment.
A spirit of competiveness bathed the school as students sprinted from one spot to another,preparing each class and ground with accommodation.
They were careful..extremely careful to every little details.
The decorations and equipment used had to be perfect...after all they were playing on their reputation as a whole community there.
Everyone known since their day one how the school reputation was something delicate which could crumble in one blow.
When you could rebuild you're reputation at arcahdale with hard work,great achievements- and disciplines...the school would never really be able to reclaim its honors and glory if it was to receive one day one fatal hit.
It turned out an ironical and amusing surprise for some...while a tragic and deceitful outcome for the rest.
And some couldn't be more careless about all of it.
Which was the case of sillias.
She didn't try to meddle far into arcahdale on this one.
This part of her plan..or more of her rules was simple and yet...she couldn't count how many times she could had actually screwed it up.
"Don't get into trouble-"
Such a simple and common statement that she swore to follow on her first day..and now she couldn't have imagined how far she would have crossed that limit...and They were not even that near to reaching the end of the first semester.
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"Those one should goes in the corner" adviced their teacher Mr.Lorez handing them parchment,boxes and doubled locked wooden chest.
Classes inside the school were being turned into rest areas and storage rooms.
Arcahdale did their absolute best at preventing any kind of unpleasant or unexpected situations.
Safety aid kit containing bandages,stitches and prescriptioned predicament were prepared in large and was equipped to every class...no one knew what could the futur be reserving them..everything was a possibility.
So extremes precaution were taken every year,and every year always turned out more grandiose than the preceding one.
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"I'm so tired!!"expressed Catalina in exhaustion,her breath out of rythm as if almost out of it.
"It's no big deals..but I must admit its in this kind of moment I envied sleeping beauty."replied sillias while fixing her appearance after dropping the boxes she carried down in the corner of her class.
Even with wrinkles on her uniforms-
Sillias still looked charmingly welcoming to her class.
For being someone with a rather introverted and reserved personality, she still had that kind of sociable aura that attracted and intrigued almost everyone to her naturally.
It was something that at least a good part of Arcahdale was aware of.
Sillias intriguing background and unusual personality was something so amusing to some that to her denial she had had no idea of her every little move being spied on...with both good and not very good intention.
Well she could do nothing but wait for the event to unfold itself like an open book to her.
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"Whats next, professor?" Asked Catalina while stretching her arms up.
"If you'll done you can get back to the dorms or hang around the school, it's yours to choose but I will particularly advice you'all to rest and save up your energy for tomorrow-" He answered
"Remember Whose our class and what it's motto?"he added playfully.
"We're the class Arsenic-rare,refined and remarkably potent!
Composed as the element and resolute as steel-
We're where refinement conceals power... We're ARSENIC!! "They all exclaimed in unison with a collective pride unseen before,a first for their teacher.
A mix of assurance and youth glimmering like stars shimmered in their eyes.
It was so strong and powerful.
Mr.Lorez smirked to the scenery and quietly left them without adding any more word with a contented expression,the class atmosphere seemed to get restore bits by bits.
He had no idea why those students of his,
had acted suddenly out of nowhere cold toward each others and what the reason behind it could have been but seeing how some progress has been made was enough for him.
After all, A happy atmosphere equal to happy students and happy students would equal to excellent result.
Then he knew his job as a teacher would conclude itself successfully.
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Sillias took some time alone, wandering around the school like only she was allowed to.
She analysed every corners and dark hallways.
She noted every inch of it bit by bit in a small old brownish diary which was gifted to her by stella as a gift the day she was adopted.
She was so focus that she didn't even flinch when bumping into a teacher, so focus that she went on,head leaned down not even glancing at the educator face...before continuing her route too centred on her plan.
But then just as she was just getting farther,
she heard the voice of the teacher addressing himself to her.
"Kids these days."
she froze,realizing with a chill running down her spine whose voice it was.
A raspy and breathy voice reasoned in the hall.
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"Shoot..how could I forget-" thought sillias internally.
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"You seem to be able to easily entertain yourself with truly simple things... Estar. " stated Frank Balzair.
He stood in a decontracted way with his back curved.He wore a red leather coat and a black nylon shall round his neck.
His hairs was bleached and voluminous, blending with the atmosphere of the room he looked rather more menacing and unfazed than before.
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"Estar? "Asked sillias.
She gulped, then waited for an answer.
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"I could tell you but on one condition."he said while stepping forward.
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"I won't comply to any request from you." Stated sillias with eyes showing distrust.
His expression changed and for a moment, an expression of amusement could be discerned onto his face.
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"I have the answers to some of you're question and I could give them to you in exchange of a little wish of I to be granted... Be my apprentice!"He proposed her while making a reverence.
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"What? Apprentice.. Me? For you? "Uttered sillias astonished.
" I know you've been getting the Ick from me for some time now... Becoming my apprentice would benefit you more than I though.. You're actually the one raffling all the benefice and wins here ...
Theres nothing I don't know about you, but there's so much you don't know about us and yourself? "
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"US!? What are your taking about??"She asked him with frustration.
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" Calm down,like I told you...all the answers will be given to you if you make me become your mentor..,You're not a damsel in distress.. Retake your usual composure and speak up,Miss."He claimed while trying to stood up again.
His word were able to get through her and she immediately reclaimed her usual cool minded mind.
She also processed his words with more logical thinking.
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"I need to rethink about it more."she answered him vaguely.
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" I see.. Ah before I forget..if you change your mind knows that my offer still stand... You could even recommend me to some friends of yours.. Like that roommate of yours..whats his name again?"He whispered to her while turning his back and walking to the opposite direction.
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"My grace?" Yelled out someone standing to the end of the hallway.
Sillias turned her head, already knowing who called her..cause only one person would call her in such ways.
"Kayven!"she replied with relief.
She rushed toward him and just as she was about to reach him something she wouldn't have expected happened.
He pulled her arms to him and embraced her in his arms.
" shh-"
Sillias was about to push him away, she stopped in the middle..following where his stare was fixed on.
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"The principal, what is he doing here?" He muttered out as quietly as he could.
He turned his face to sillias and moved his hands to her waist as she switched her position top and rested her hand on his broad shoulders.
They were cramped and had almost no distance between eachothers.
"I'm sorry we gotta stay like this for a little more until-"
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Their eyes found each others again.
For the fourth or fifth times now they couldn't dare break this single contact, as though it was something unnavoidable..and Something they could not dare shackle...like an invisible rule thats been commanding them since the day they met and something they could not go against of.
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Love is something quite mysterious and inconvenient.. Fated love are the worse.
An invisible string pulling to souls having no links whatsoever to one another, again and again against their wills... Is not it cruel of a punishment-
It change peoples and push them to their limits...and most of time its also undisclosed someone's true nature and put into light as much as their best sides as their worst sides without them noticing a thing.
It can turn unrefined and barbaric... and graceful and delightful.
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Which kind of love was it then?