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Sorry I haven’t posted for a while. Finally I have time to write! Anyway, here is Chapter Ten of Ellie of Aiaia. Feedback is definitely encouraged because I would like to write professionally someday. Thanks for all the great comments! Let me know if you would like to be tagged.
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Without further ado: CHAPTER TEN:
The screams pierced the air, shattering the early morning quiet that lingered in the hallways of Purity tower. I awoke with a jolt, throwing off the warm, downy coverlet to face the bracingly cold morning air outside my cozy bed. I sleepily opened my eyes. The screaming was coming from Ariadne’s corner of the dormitory. She was shaking out her cover frantically, screaming ”AAGH! GET OFF! SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING!” That’s when I noticed the large, hairy black spider scuttle off the shaking sheets and onto the pink rug stretched across the floor. It reared up, fangs oozing with sticky-sweet venom. I pointed my finger at the spider and it disappeared in a flash of searing white light. Ariadne turned to face me. “Are you- all right?” I ventured tentatively. Her face was stone-like, her expression harsh. “No. Just because we’re fighting and you know I don’t like spiders, it doesn’t make it alright to put one in my bed as a PRACTICAL JOKE.” I tried to stop her from leaving. “I- You don’t understand-” She stormed out, slamming the door behind her. The room suddenly seemed colder. Even though I had always wanted to attend the School, it was never going to be worth it if all SGE did for me was tear me and my best friend apart. I sighed. “Hey.” Ivy was perched on the edge of her bed, folding pages from “Winning Your Prince” into paper planes and throwing them out the high, arched window. “If you did that, then nice work. She deserves it, that little snob.” That didn’t help my mood at all. Who could have done something so underhanded? I turned the mystery over in my mind as I stepped out into the hallway. The hall was abuzz with noise and laughter as Evergirls readied themselves for the first day of classes. Accessories were strewn across the polished marble floors, and a pink haze of perfume hung lazily over the corridor. The rooms were thrown into pleasant chaos as the Evergirls mingled happily, trading bags, bangles and the latest gossip. I poked my head in next door to borrow a hairbrush. I was greeted with a door slammed in my face. Apparently Ariadne’s tale had already reached their ears. I tried the next door, and then the next. Everywhere I went, I was given the same reception. The hallway was a canon of slamming doors, one after the other. I could hear the whispers behind them, spreading like a ripple in a stream. I groaned. Even here, I couldn’t escape my reputation as a witch. I slunk back to my room, face burning with shame. I walked back inside my dormitory. Ivy was still busily folding away, paper planes scattered across the floor. I flopped onto my bed with a sigh. “Ivy, do you have a hairbrush I could borrow?” She snorted. “No. Why would I? You could just, magic one out of thin air though.” She was right! A sudden spark of realization went through my body. I gathered my strength and courage, raised my arms above my head-
A flash of blinding blue light oliberated the room for one tiny moment.
I opened my eyes.
“Holy cauldrons.” said Ivy.