Ch. 2
Ashir waited at the top of staircase five for the Donella kid.
At first he was wondering why they took him out of class, though he was slightly relieved to not have to be around that... teacher. That teacher was the scariest person Ashir has ever met in his whole entire life. Those unnaturally blue eyes just froze you in place with a simple look. They were like ice. Cold, sharp, trapped everything in their blue depths, and showed no emotions...
Off track...
But once the finally explained that he was gonna have a roommate from now on made the student kinda annoyed. Why can't I just keep my room to myself? It will be much more peaceful than with another person... he thought, leaning his back against the wall. Waiting.
Soon enough the sound of someone clumping up the stairs came to him. Opening his eyes, leaving the voices that lived inside his head, he saw a boy walking up the stairs with an annoyed look on his face. He had curly dark brown hair that was a little shorter than shoulder length and pale green eyes. This must be that Donella kid...
Ashir held out his hand and asked, "Are you Siel Donella?"
The green eyed boy looked up at Ashir and gave a slight, confused nod. "Ya... Um... Where is room thirty-six B?" Siel asked him, eyeing the hand that was held out in front of him a little nervously before shaking it.
"Follow me." Ashir turned and continued down the hall, leaving Siel to trail after him.
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He followed the teen through several different halls to a boring wooden door that was labeled 36B. While the teen was opening the door, Siel was trying to commit the way here to memory. Are there really that many people here?
The wooden door flew open with a slight click as the key was pulled out. Wait... Why does he have a key? Isn't this supposed to be my room? He shook his head slightly, wondering why he was asking himself stupid questions after answering so many stupid questions.
Deciding to look inside the room Siel noticed that it was half occupied already. The white walls near a not-made bed had several pictures pinned to them. Not posters, but the small pictures people get after giving your film roll to some people at a booth at CVS or something then return a couple hours later and those same people give you a packet filled with the pictures you took on the camera. (sorry if that confused you...) Everything was packed neatly on to and in the inside of a small square chest at the end of that same bed. A white carpet with a couple brown-ish orange-ish stains on it was spread out along the whole entire floor space. A couple mattresses were lain on top of each other on the other side of the room. I guess that's my bed...
"So here is our room," the boy next to Siel said, taking a few steps inside. Then he looked over his shoulder, "Oh, by the way I'm Ashir." Ashir sighed. "And I'm to be your roommate from now on..."
Wait, he's my roommate? Siel thought somewhat panicked as he looked at Ashir. The teen was about a few months older than him and well muscled. He had dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. He wore a muddy pair of pants, which added to the effect, and a tight fitting long sleeve shirt that somehow had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. "Hi..." he said stepping into the room.
~~~Later~~~
Siel sat on the mattress, which now had a white sheet and thin blanket on it, as he waited for Ashir to return. He wore the uniform one of the employees had given him to wear. It was just like Ashir's but it was baggier, said to be made like that so he would still have room to grow into it. He found out that the bottom half of the sleeves were baggier than the reast, the reason as to why his roommate was able to roll them up. The uniform was orange with black stripes on it, designed to look like the pelt of a tiger. They say it helps with camouflage, though Siel didn't understand how. It was bright orange. It would be easy to spot him in a forest.
Ashir still needed to tell him the rules of the Academy, but someone came in and said he had to go back to class. So until he comes back Siel is just gonna have to wait in the room until the classes let out.
Do you think they'll let me wander around for a bit? He asked himself, but soon thought differently. Even if they did they would probably make someone go with me. And if my roommate intimidates me... I have a feeling the staff will be even more so. So he decided to stay in the room.
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