I was back at the headmaster's office. I had not yet been to my first class and I am already in difficulty because of that psycho jerk.  "It's not wholly his fault though." My subconscious mind reminded me. Yeah its true that I was late, but he didn't have to diss me like that. I argued back with me.

I was seated on the same hot seat as last time. Only instead of the psycho girls, it was an extremely irritating and rude psycho jerk that stood over me like an annoying bodyguard. But said bodyguard glared at me with pure hatred.

He hated me at first glance, I wonder how he felt now after what I did.

Looking back I remembered how everyone's face was in jolt and surprise. But their jaws fell back even more after seeing the jerk face. It was utterly hilarious.

After all, his face was tomatoes, red with embarrassment and anger. I would have laughed if I hadn't picked up the headmasters glare directed at me.

Looking at him now, I felt like a little kid. He didn't even need to say a word, I knew I was screwed. With just a nod, the psycho jerk turned towards the door, leaving me alone with the headmaster.

To be honest, even the Elders didn't intimidate me as much as this man did.

"You do not have regard for rules do you?", he said so very calmly.

" I do, am so sorry, I just slept off, I guess my alarm didn't go off.
" And where is that alarm of yours?"

"Oh, it's here", I said, giving him my phone.

Crack......
I heard, looking at my phone in horror, or preferably, the two half's of my phone. He simply ruined my phone with his bare hand.
" Eeeeeeeeeeeh" I shrieked aloud.

"What is wrong with you, why did you do that".

I stood up ready to yell, only looking at him again, I quietly sat back down.

His mouth was in a tight straight line. That was normal, every time I saw him, he had no other expression. He controlled his facial muscles so so well.

I sat in silence, if he was surprised by my change, he didn't show it.
" Instead of the additional two hours you will have after normal school activities, you will be having three hours ".
" What! , but is wasn't even entirely my fault " I shouted

"Four hours"

"Wha-", I was saying when he raised a brow at me, and I equally shot my mouth.

He led me out of the door to my next class. As we passed hallways, I realized that even if I tried I wouldn't even be able to remember the exact turns to take. Every corner looked exactly the same. The rock walls and soft looking smooth floor, where the same in every other corridor around here.

We got to a class that had a lt7 written above the door, knocking the door once he pushed it open.

Standing in front of the class, was a young woman. She appeared to be in her late twenties or early thirties, her  coffee brown hair was drawn out into a high, tight bun. It was so tight I wondered if she felt no headache. With a nod exchanged between her and headmaster, he turned and left the class.

" Hello dear, you can get in. There are enough empty seats, you can sit anywhere."  She said smiling at me. "At least she seemed nice".

Getting a seat at the back, I settled down. I understood that being the new student. I couldn't escape the stares, but damn, it was too much, they weren't even trying to hide it, somewhere looking at me in disgust, some in obvious hate, and some didn't care. What the hell! "This whole school is so judgmental, they didn't  even know me."

" Okay, settle down. Looks like we have a new student, can you introduce yourself to us dear one?"

"Um, my name is Jade Jay, but I go by JJ", some people scoffed, some laughed, others didn't care. I also noticed the girl with  the  blue hair, who showed me around yesterday sitting in front.

"Your welcome Jade, and I am your  theory teacher for the rest of your theory classes. You can call me Miss Nera.

Now, you are quite far back, so you will need to study what we have done so far on your own. I believe all books you need are in the library.

Before you came in, we were talking about demons" she said making me gulp.

"We will discuss about one demon in each class. Demons are of different kinds, and since we have spoken of three kinds of demons already, you will just read about them on your own.

Moving on. Our demon for today is called a Crocotta. Now what did I say about a Crocotta".

I listened attentively as a boy in front rose his hand and spoke.

" A Crocotta is a demon that is dangerous because it can mimic any creatures appearance and voice, it is very dangerous for it leaves little to no difference from the original, creature ". Woah!! , I was amazed,'such things exist?'

" Good, no one, knows of the real appearance of these demon, or rather no one alive does. It could take the physical form of any creature, but not its aura and not the character of that creature.

Meaning,  it can take my form, but won't behave like I do, or won't have my aura. It can only be killed by stabbing the neck or cutting it off. And they are said to live on the outskirts of the Red
Forest". Miss Nera continued.

I didn't know what the Red forest was, but it sounded bad.

"An advantage that is not really a big advantage we have over it, is that it can't hurt its prey from a far distance.

  It needs to get close to its prey, and feed on its brain. It is very hard to fight it off from a close range, sometimes impossible.

But that is another problem. It's  also very hard to notice the difference between the real creature and the Crocotta in a far distance. It's also almost impossible to stab its neck from said distance. The best way to fight a Crocotta is to avoid it, even if it means run."

" Woah! . Interesting. If this is how my classes are going to be, I think I will love this school" I  thought.

The class ended faster than I expected. I actually enjoyed the lectures.

Looking around, I noticed everyone was heading to the door, I quickly stood up and rushed to the girl who took me on a tour yesterday.
"Hey"

"Oh its you"

"Yeah, so I was wondering.... Um, what's your next class?"

"We all have the same classes, as we are in the same class unit."

" Oh, that is great!" I exclaimed excitedly.
She looked at me raising a brow, as if asking why.

"Oh, just so you know, am going to be sticking around you, so I don't get late or lost you know." I said smiling at her.

She only looked at me annoyed,  sighed and walked towards the door, while I followed. I didn't even know her name, I decided to call her Blue, as she had blue  hair.

We sat together in the class which was named 'clash,'  I wondered what it was about. The first one which I missed was history. The other one was theory, while this one is clash. Interesting.

The teacher came in announcing himself as Mr Frasercain. He was the biggest man I had seen in this place, excluding muscle Elder of cause. He had a very  funny bald head, he looked  older than  the  other teachers. Maybe  in his mid forties. But he looked  really  fit. That I doubted again.

After all introductions were made, he told us to move to the little arena.

We all marched down the corridor, I was confused, but I  just kept quiet and followed.

On reaching a door that looked like it could accommodate a family of Giraffes, we entered.

I expected a room of sorts, but I was met with a big field, with stands around it. It looked like a mini-football stadium. But what worried me was the thought of what we were doing here, I hoped It wasn't what I thought.

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Oh no, it was worst than I thought, we were to run round the field. Not once, not twice, but ten times. I hoped it wasn't as bad as it seemed.

And once again I was proved wrong. It's  worse, I wasn't even that out of shape, but as I ran, I felt my lungs battle for air, I felt faint. The field was very big.

I was just in my third round. But my legs struggled to keep up. It was even worse after glancing around, only to realize  that many others had finished the race. And I was still dragging my lazy legs behind. I struggled to keep going, I was running out of air.  At a point I even felt dizzy. But I kept going, I hated failing.

No matter how much I struggled, my lungs just couldn't take it, and my legs were in their own battle. I was in my sixth round now and I was alone on the field. Every other person was waiting on me, while Mr fras-whatever his name was. Screamed  at me.

"You lazy bag of meat, get your butt running, we don't have all day."

"What do you think you are stopping for, you better pick up the pace or I come and drag you round the field myself"

"Oh you weak little flower. will you pick up your heavy bones and get a move on".

I tried, I tried my best. But coupled with the fact that I was extremely hungry and tasty, and tired, and weak, and almost dead, I just couldn't go as fast as he wanted. I could hear their laughter and mockery behind me as I ran, I was almost in tears, but I promised my self not to cry.

I kept running till I tripped, landing on my left leg and twisting it in the process. I cried out," Am done." Ready to head back to the stalls and sit. But I couldn't, not when they all laughed at me, I had my pride to hold.

I was in my ninth round now, barely alive. I literally dragged my left leg, while hopping on my right.

My tracksuit jumpsuit was drenched in sweat. I felt like given up, I almost did, until I heard the sound of laughter behind me once again, and someone screaming loudly. "Hop, hop, JJ the hopper.

On reaching the final line, I fell face first on the dirt floor.

After a taking long, deep breaths on the floor I finally caught my breath and looked up, only to be met by Meg's brown eyes.

" Well done JJ, its now time to meet your personal trainer ".

And I died.

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