Hello everyone👋. My head hurts pretty bad and honestly, I really wanna get out of this class a little too early.....but professor Jameson just won't stop talking 😭. It's a annoying at this point and pretty sure I'm not the only one who's tired of his class. The repugnant smell of odour is coating our classroom air.
Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Michael Cruz and I'm in my fourth year at Skyward academy. I've got three years left to finish from this academy. Nothing ever happens here and it sucks😭😭😭.
"Alright, I guess we'll call it a day," is what professor Jameson says, which is reciprocated by a loud sigh of relief from the entire class.
"Hold on," did he forget to tell us something?
"I'll be having your class the day after tomorrow correct?," he askes, adjusting the very obviously expensive glasses hanging over his nose.
"Yes," replies Lora, our class rep. Did I forget to mention how beautiful she looks, that silky smooth hair, and her immersive brown eyes and...
"You're oogling," Steve interrupts me with a tap on my shoulder. "Dude you're like at the very bottom of the dating chain bro. She'll never go out with you."
Steve, this annoying dude who signed up to be best friend since we were kids. Hated that blonde hair on his head. He's had better luck at love than I could ever compare.
"You'll be starting classes on advanced spellcasting next week. I'll need all the names and tag numbers of all the members of your class by tomorrow morning. Am I clear?"
"Yes sir," she replies the professor before he takes his bag and leaves. The also class follows up in leaving too. Now that's what I call following a teacher's footsteps.😏
"Hey come on, aren't we leaving?," I hear someone say behind Steve. She raises her head for me to see, right after pecking Steve. Great! It's someone that greatly disgusts me!
"Sup straw boy."
"Isabel, you're the only person alive who still calls me that," I reply, with a certain repulsion in my tone.
Isabel is prolly 5' 4 I think, or 5' 5 with messy ginger hair. I have no idea how and why she and Steve are even dating. She's like the most obviously wrong choice. I've known her since my second year, since she stuck a straw in my ear. Steve says she didn't mean it, but I'm pretty sure that's a lie.
"Why don't we head to the cafe?," Steve asks me as he takes a look at his watch. 5'o clock. Isabel gives him a really dumb smile😮💨😮💨😮💨 and I pick up a few of my things, one of which is a book called the Wizard's madness, a book written by Julian Rayhawk. What kinda name is Rayhawk anyway?🤔
Anyways we head out of class using the ring teleporters down the hall way. Weirdly enough I still don't why the school was built like this. The juniors and the seniors don't share the same block. The senior block is way at the back of the school, and yes, your senioring phase starts from the fourth year.
We head out to one of the cafes down....do I call it a street, it technically kinda is one, I guess?. SkyWard academy is fucking huge, like really really huge. There's never a of people flying in the air like insects. One of them caught my eye. He was likely a senior, had glasses on and with the corner of my eye and look at the design of his levitation cloak.
"Dude must be pretty rich," Steve chimes in with a huge grin on his face. "A propulsus 25! Lucky dude."
"Thing must've cost a fortune," I reply. I didn't know if I was happy for the dude or just happy seeing an actual propulsus that's not from my phone.
"Why do boys always care about stupid capes anyway?,"