(Note* Continuation from Soul Resonance class)
All bandaged up from head to toe, except nostrils, mouth and eyes, the first day couldn't be any worse. Falling off a roof, falling down the flight of stairs at the entrance, getting spanked by Death. It was horrible, and it was all during the first period. Now, with the brutal injuries, Adam doubted that he could attend the rest of the days classes. It sucked. He also thought that he made a horrible first impression. Everyone would probably take Adam for the new class idiot who got a beating from the Head Master. With a deep sigh of disappointment, he was at least glad he didn't do anything that would make anyone think he was a witch, even if he was only half a witch, since full fledged witches were all females.
Looking out of the window to the left, Adam gazed at the sun. He was wondering how his father felt when he first joined Shibusen. Was he as nervous as Adam? Did he make a full of himself on the first day? Did he ever get scolded by Death? At the thought, he couldn't help chuckle a bit. The situation was funny, although he would have to portrait himself differently if he wanted people to take him seriously, as well as find a partner. Looking at the time, on a clock above the wall in front of him, he saw that two hours have passed. He wanted to get out of the bed as soon as possible and start over. It's not like the injuries were that bad. Just a few bruises with a dislocated shoulder.
"Man, I need to find a partner!"
He was really annoyed. Every minute, every second, was passing by him. Meisters meeting Weapons, Weapons meeting Meisters, Meister meeting Meister, and Weapon meeting Weapon. All this happening while Adam had to get better. It frustrated him, angered him. But he couldn't do anything unless he was better, otherwise Death would spank him again. Deep in the back of his head, he was hoping that a random student would walk in and talk with him. Although, that wouldn't happen since no one knows him. At the same time though, he was okay of being alone. Scared that people would just shun him if they knew his secret maybe even try to kill him. He lowered his head and gripped his blanket tighter on the thought. He wanted people to acknowledge him yet he was scared of what could happen. It wasn't guaranteed that everyone was as open minded for a half-witch to be in Shibusen as Death was.
"What should I do?" |