(Cameron)

Chapter One (Cameron's PoV)

I stare at the ceiling of my new room, I glare at it. I am severely bored, there is nothing to do. Plus the mistress of the household had told me that she was going to put me into some classes, that was after she left me in this room.

I roll on my side, and notice that there is also another bed in the room. I guess I am to share a room with someone. I sit up. I get up from the bed and walk to the door and open it. I turn my head each way down the halls trying to spot anyone. There is no one, I walk out of the room and head down the swirling stairs.

The mansion is large, it looks like there is a lot of rooms. I rub my stomach when I hear it growl. As I step down to the first floor I glance around wondering where I would find the kitchen. Maybe I can get something to eat in there.

Eventually I find the kitchen, I push open the doors and saw a man with black hair that was up in a bun, he looks like he is from asian decent. I am not sure which one, maybe Japanese if I were to guess. Although he is taller than the others.

"Hey." I say,

The man turns and looks at me curiously, "Who might you be?" He asks tilting his head to the side.

"I am Cameron." I respond, "May I have something to eat?"

The man raises his eyebrow , "That is the first time I heard correct grammar from a kid."

"So may I?" I ask.

"Yes, yes, are you new?"

"Yeah I am." I tell him and walk over to a smallish table.

"Interesting, I'm Akira by the way." He tells me, as he walks over to one of the fridges. "How does pizza rolls sound?"

"Sounds awesome, Could I have Pepperoni ones if you have them?" I ask with a smile.

"Yeah." He pulls out a package of them, he puts a good amount on a frying pan and turns on the stove. "I fry them is that okay?"

"OH My gosh! Yes please!" I grin and lick my lips in anticipation.

"Okay cool, does Miss Heather know you're here?" He asks me.

"Um, no. After my guardian dropped me off here she left me in my room telling me that she was going to do something with my class schedule." I shrug, "I dunno, all I know is that I'm hungry."

"How old are you?" Akira asks, glancing at me with dark brown eyes.

"Sixteen, You?"

"Twenty." He tells me.

I look up at him in shock, "Seriously?"

"Yeah, what I don't look it?" He pouts.

"No...I uh mean, I thought you'd at least be twenty-seven because you work here." I tell him.

"Yeah well, I use to go to school here, and I boarded here when my parents left me here," He shrugs turning back to the food, he pushes a few of them around.
"Oh, what power do you have?" I ask. Akira looks at me again.

"I can manipulate fire and wind." He tells me, "What about you?"

I stare at the table for a little bit, "Um I can tell someone's future as well as kill them." I tell him.

"Well then." He laughs, "It's okay, that's why you're here, you'll be able to take control of your powers."

I nod and watch him dish up two plates of the pizza rolls, he walks over to the table and sits across from me after putting one of the plates in front of me. I smile at the smell of the deliciousness.

"Yes! Thank you." I grin and start to eat.

"No problem, but if mistress comes in I'll just tell her you came in and asked for food." He says.

"So why'd you stay here?" I ask.

Akira puts one of the rolls into his mouth and chews slowly, "Because." He licks his lips, "I don't have anywhere else to go. I didn't do well in my studies. I also didn't win the trials so I work here. Whatever you do, do well in this place and keep up points so that when the time comes and you are put into groups. You will get a powerful group and win and pass."

I tilt my head, "What is this 'Harry Potter'?" I ask with a chuckle.

Akira shook his head, "No, just do well in school."

I nod and then someone walks into the kitchen. "Cameron." I hear mistress say.

"I'm over here." I say.

"Oh," She appears in front of the table, she looks at Akira and myself. "Well, here's your schedule." She puts a piece of paper beside me. I lean over and look at it.

The schedule said my name on top of it, just my first name, and then beside it was a weird symbol that had a chinese dragon around the letter Z.

Under it, it has my classes.

History of magic

Alchemy

Combat Training

Latin Class

The last one is a sport, I frown looking between both Combat Training and the other.

"What's Sensory Training?" I ask, "Is that a sport?"

"You'll find out what that is."She tells me, "When you're finished with that find room number 533."

"Why?"

"Because the person who you're going to shadow tomorrow is also your roommate and you need to meet him." She answers then leaves.