I edited as much as I could. Hopefully it's a little bit better. I'll be posting chapter three tomorrow if i don't loose power or connection from the hurricane! Thanks everyone
-Pshhxhoney
I left the room and started to walk to my old dorm room. Since it was junior year everyone had already specialized, except me. I hadn’t been able to test out which specialty I would be best in. Usually the majority of witches specialized in the elements, but in unique cases we have shapeshifters and potions makers. Potion makers usually end up as Trackers because they are able to tell when and what spells are being used as well as potions.
Shapeshifters usually helped with Trackers to help sniff out the person or persons they are looking for. Shapeshifters are able to shift into any type of animal they want to. Trackers and shapeshifters usually work for the Council also. As for the people that specialize in the elements they usually work as professors, nursers, and other common witch jobs.
Specializing usually takes a year, which is what sophomore year is all about. Junior year everyone takes their classes specific to their specialization, except for me. My schedule had sophomore classes on it as well as some common junior classes. I didn’t want to spend my time with sophomores. I wanted to be with people my age, especially being away from them for so long. I felt like a child. I had a Tracker following me around, who was MIA at the moment, and I had to take sophomore classes. I was ready to go storming into John’s office and tell him off. I couldn’t do that though. I was on probation.
School had already ended for the day because everyone was out on the grounds. I wanted to avoid everyone momentarily. I was tired. They had woken me up in the middle of the night and driven me straight to Maine. The car was crowded with Trackers and I was squeezed in between them unable to sleep. Suddenly sleep sounded like the best thing in the world. I speed walked to my dorm and flopped onto my bed. Everything in my dorm was the same. My dorm room was small. A twin sized bed, closet, and bathroom. I got up and opened up my closest, my clothes were still in there from freshmen year. I looked in my bathroom, everything was still there. I still had all of my things. I went back to my bed and started to close my eyes when I heard a knock on my door.
Couldn’t these people cut me some slack? All I wanted to do was sleep. I went and opened my door. There was a man, maybe a couple of years older than me. He was tall, very tall. He was at least a few inches over six feet. He had short dark hair. His eyes clearly indicated that his easiest shift was a cougar, which was common for many Shifters. They were shaped like a cat’s, which suited him. Hey eyes were hidden under dark lashes, but they shone a bright yellow, with fleck of green in them. I would say he was good looking, but not when he was going to be the one watching me.
“I thought they were having a Tracker follow me around, not a Shapeshifter,” I questioned, opening the door more so he could come in.
“They thought it would be more fitting to have a Shapeshifter follow since you will be on campus.” He came inside hesitantly and shut the door.
“So wolf, huh?” I sat down on my bed, the Shapeshifter still standing.
“Yes. I didn’t come here to have a conversation with you about my animal though. I came to introduce myself. I’m Daniel Barker. If you need anything during the night I will be in the dorm room next door.” His tone was very serious. He would be fun to joke around with.
“Oh, so serious, Mr. Barker. Also I won’t be needing you at all. I’m going to sleep, so you can go now.”
“Vivian, I think it’s best if you attend dinner.”
“Oh, no. They must’ve given you a whole file on me if you know my name,” I said sarcastically.
“They did.”
“So, if you know anything about me I’ve been on my own for a year and half, so I’m pretty good at conjuring my own meal if I get hungry. “ I played with my fingers as a tease that I might actually use my magic. I was way too tired to use my magic though.
“I’m permitted to stay here until curfew,” he said, while looking at my fingers.
“Well, you can leave now though because I’m going to sleep and I’m sure you don’t want to watch me sleep. Trust me it’ll be our little secret.” I gave him a wink.
“I can’t do that.” He said firmly.
“Gosh, you’re persistent. Fine stay and watch me sleep then.” I put the covers around me and laid down. I fell into the most peaceful sleep I’ve had since a year and a half.
