CHAPTER III
Hydor And Pyr
In this morning, I still have the same routine.
Clover is still sleeping, while I’m already changing into my uniform. I wake up much earlier because I still have to return the bracelet. I’m sure the owner is worried about it.
6:25 am
I open the door to our mini terrace. All the rooms here have a mini terrace outside. I decided not to have breakfast today; I’m too lazy to go to the Dining Hall. I’ll have a coffee here in the terrace instead.
(ED: Whoa… She didn’t eat lunch nor dinner yesterday and no breakfast today, too. I think she’s broken; I’m quite envious. XDD)
I notice a white paper on the table there. I open it up and read the contents.
Come home Cen -A
I sigh. Here it goes again. I just put the letter to my pocket.
I’ve lost my interest with my coffee; so instead, I walk back to the room and take the bracelet from the wooden box. I get out from the Gein’s dorm and walk towards the Student desk.
What if the owner asks why the stones of the bracelet became white? Well, I don’t think I need to care about that. What’s important is that I return it.
But I still find myself writing on a piece of paper.
Sorry, I turned it to white.
I soon reach and enter SAO(Students Affairs Office). There’s no one inside; only the wide table and a flat screen monitor. I guess the teacher assigned here is still having breakfast.
I put the bracelet on the table. I think they’re not that stupid and will immediately recognize that someone has returned it here.
I walk out from SAO and roam away. I still haven’t seen a single student around. I’ll just go to the Groven because there’s still one hour before the class starts. My mind wanders again to the bracelet. Is it okay not leaving my name over? They might ask why the color of the bracelet has changed.
**Booggsshh**
WHAT THE HELL!
I fell to the ground hard. I think I tripped over something. If I remember correctly there’s no rock or whatever that’s supposed to obstruct here. I examine the ground but nothing. Hold on. There’s…there’s a leg!
I bend down and see a girl, a little girl. I think she’s around five years old. She’s also wearing a Sveta uniform. She’s so pretty, like a sleeping doll. She has a long black hair that reaches her waist; it is so nice, so smooth and straight. Her eyelashes are also long while her lips are cherry-red. She has a pale skin, yes, so pale indeed. Does she still have blood? Wait, is she dead?
I touch her cheeks. So soft! Her skin is so smooth. What is her regimen? Stupid Cenedy! How could a young girl use those things? Of course, this is all natural! No cosmetics at all!
Right, back to reality. She’s not dead; she’s warm. I can also feel her breathing. Maybe, she’s just sleeping.
“Wake up.”
I softly tap her cheek while I’m kneeling down. Her eyes slowly open. Wow! Amazing! Gray eyes! Is she really not a walking doll?
She gets up and sits in front of me. She cutely rubs her eyes which is really adorable. Then, all of a sudden, she looks me in the eyes and,
“Hey… W-wait.”
She suddenly hugs me.
“Take me with you.”
She has an angelic voice. It’s very nice to listen. The rest is history, or rather, that’s her last sentence since she falls asleep again while still hugging me by my waist, sitting on my lap. She’s really cute like baby!
I’ll just take my leave again. My conscience can’t take it if I’ll wake the angel sleeping right by me.
—
I think we’ve been in this situation for an hour now. I can’t help smiling. I sure want to have a little sister or little brother since in our family I’m the youngest.
I stop my inner monologue when someone jumps from above. I’m really surprised and startled as well, because I thought she’ll fall on us. I notice that she’s also surprised. I’m not sure if she’s surprised with this face of mine or the fact that I’m cutting classes.
Then, I realize who she is. Rhoanne Gail McCrew, the girl who controls the ancient element of Hydor (water).
“I… I’m s-sorry about her.” Why is she stuttering?
“It’s okay.”
That’s my only reply. I’m star-struck by her beauty. So beautiful. Her red colored hair, more of a dark-red, wavy and reaches her waist. Fair skin, high and thin nose, and pinky lips. The models from the magazine can’t compare to her.
She approaches and whispers something to the girl with me.
“Your brother is looking for you.”
All of a sudden, the little girl wakes up and looks me in the eyes. She moves those strands of hair over my face.
“I love you.”
Wah? Wait. What?! She just said ‘I love you’, right?! Then, I love you too! Wah! She’s so cute! I want to take her home with me.
I’m still dazed when she lets go from hugging me and walks away. Won’t Rhoanne send her back?
“May I know your name?” Rhoanne, who’s still beside me, asks. I look back at her and answer.
“I’m Cenedy Aceil Holsden.”
I don’t know how to behave towards Majes and my mind is still not functioning well so I just answer directly.
“And I’m Rhoanne Gail McCrew.” She holds my hands and shakes them.
“May I know what Sade told you?”
So, Sade is that little girl’s name. Well? What should I say? Should I tell her the truth? She’ll just laugh at me. Great. In the end, I decided to tell her the truth.
“She said she loves me.”
“Whooah! Really? That’s amazing!” She says while clapping. She’s happy just like that?
“May I know what Sceill you have?”
Here we go again. What I hated the most is someone asking me about what my Sceill is because I really don’t have one.
“I don’t have a Sceill.”
Thus, my short answer. I avoid looking from her so I won’t see her reaction. I know she’ll just turn me down as well. But she just remains silent. I can’t contain my curiosity so I look over. What I see are sparkles in her eyes while her hands are clasped together. Wait, did I say something fascinating? That’s what written all over her reaction.
“Kyaaaa! Really? Woah, I’ve never seen a Sceillian who doesn’t have a power before.”
She says while hugging me. I don’t know if I should be happy or mad at what she said.
“Let’s be friends, okay? Yey! I have a friend who doesn’t have powers! I have a friend who doesn’t have powers! I’m so happy!”
My jaw drops at her. Is she really happy? Is she mad?
“I’ll call you Ceny and you call me Rhoa, okay?” She’s holding my hands right now.
“Okay…?” is all I could say. I’m too shocked in this situation.
“I’ll see you soon, Ceny; and oh right, you’ll soon see Sade again and more often because I’m quite sure she will look for you. Goodbye, Ceny my friend, who doesn’t have power.”
I just wave my hand as goodbye to her. She is a weird one.
“Cenedy!”
“I just know you’ll be here. Why didn’t you go to class earlier? You’re cutting more often lately.” Clover chatters away with her hands on her waist.
“Sorry, Mommy.” I said in a sarcastic tone.
“Hmf. Let’s just eat; Dreiya said you didn’t come for breakfast so she gave me a lunch box especially for you.”
I smile at the thought. She doesn’t need to do this. Dreiya is really kind to me.
“Did you sleep here again?” Clover asked. I really can’t hide anything from this girl.
“I’m too lazy to go, that’s why I stayed here.” I didn’t tell what happened earlier; she might think I’m daydreaming like her.
“By the way, Preceptor Louie won’t be coming to class later; so you need to go with me to the library for the report I have to finish. And don’t you dare refuse; you have lots to make up with me.”
I sigh in defeat. Well, I don’t have anything to do so why not?
—
“Cenedy, I’ll just be in here, so just read whatever you want.”
What else am I going to do here? I might read then.
One of the impressive structures here in the Academy is this Library. Our library has three floors and has books and other materials that are made of paper and in other platforms like CDs, flashdrives, videos and memory banks.
My feet carry me to the third floor. There are paintings and history books all over the place. I don’t know why am I here since I’m not really fond of history but I still found myself coming up here. As usual, upon entry, we need to log-in to the computer first and then it will give our corresponding number, according to who enters first today. There’s no one here aside from myself. I guess I’m the first today.
The First Mistress
My eyes land on that particular painting. The lady in the picture is beautiful. She has white hair and is sitting by the branch of a tree while smiling. I’m curious what color her eyes were because she had them closed in that painting.
I touch its title name. Why is it warm? I run to the computer to search a book to detail this painting and it didn’t fail me.
DXXI9-10795
The problem now is that book is way up there, really high and I can’t reach. This is really annoying. I rarely have the mood to read but it won’t even let me now.
I still try reaching the book. Why did I not get any taller and reach my height of only 5’4?
Somebody reaches the book in a snap and hands it over to me.
“Be careful.”
I hear his voice behind me. I am somewhat assaulted by something. Do you know that kind of smell when someone hugs you? He smells so nice.
When I turn to face him, I am greeted with gray eyes. Are gray eyes in trend now?
I’m drowning in his eyes. I still haven’t move. He’s not even in front of me anymore. Only one name keeps repeating in my mind.
Claude Vyel Cynnvoc.
I carelessly open to the book’s first chapter, the very book he handed me and now I may have forgotten.
The Son of Pyr.
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