Witchling Academy Semester Eight - Avery Song Page 0,121
I replied as everyone looked at me as we stood there in lingering silence.
"Why aren't you doing anything?!!!" the girl screamed.
"Well, I don't know. I'm just a showgirl," I voiced innocently, and Alicia gawked at me before she covered her mouth to hold back her snickering.
"So you're unexpectedly savage."
"I was probably a villain in my past life," I suggested with a shrug. "Who knows."
"Nah. You look kind of too nice to be. Besides, that's better than being tied to a stick for a ritual and being burned to death."
I gawked at her in horror. "That's horrible!"
"I know." She sighed dramatically.
"Way worse than being killed by an arrow."
"Agreed, though arrows hurt just as well."
"True."
"WILL SOMEONE HELP ME! AHH!!"
"Oh," we acknowledged the girl who probably didn't have hair left at this point. I cringed at the idea of having to go to court over this, so I sighed and snapped my fingers.
She was drenched in water a second later as she spluttered like a flopping fish.
"There you go," I declared as though I'd saved the day. "Professor Phoenix, should I leave you to do your business?"
"Sure," she calmly replied, her eyes still on the girl. "I'll handle this. This may take longer than need be, so why don't we meet later? I'll call you in the evening."
"Alright," I replied and looked at Alicia. "Are we going to be in the cheer competition together?" I inquired as Elsa hopped off her head onto mine.
"Ah, I don't cheer." She laughed. "I'm here for the art festival registry. We were looking for who to talk to regarding registering and a tall boy with pinkish green hair told us to come here from the art room."
"Finnick," I replied.
"Who?" she asked.
"The guy who gave you instructions. Did he have a tattoo on his wrist?"
"Yup," she replied. "It was pretty."
I showed her mine. "That's my boyfriend."
"Awww, really?! Too bad I'm leaving after this! We could have gone on a double date or something to talk," she voiced.
"Your boyfriend's here?"
She smirked and pointed to the bunny before leaning in. "He's the bunny. Shhhh," she whispered.
I gawked and looked at the bunny as he began to nibble on the air.
"Deadly," I concluded.
I should try changing Finnick into a bunny.
You like to think of amusing things.
Thanks. I think?
Turning to give Professor Phoenix a respectful bow of my head, I looked to the girl whose hair was now short as ever, almost as if she went to get a pixie cut.
She looked up at me, her eyes specifically on Elsa.
"You're going to pay for this!" she shrieked.
"I'd be happy to pay for any hair treatment you need, though I guess you should be grateful the fire didn't burn to your scalp."
"You did this on purpose!"
"How? We have multiple witnesses who saw my innocent kitten of a familiar sneeze. Feel free to take it to court if you wish."
"Wouldn't she automatically lose?" Alicia commented before I turned to head to the door. "Familiars are known to sneeze when they're uncomfortable or around individuals with odd spikes in their aura. She could have sneezed for that reason, and if the familiar doesn't have a habit of doing such, it'll be deemed an accident."
She lowered her gaze to the girl. "If you'd simply asked from the get-go, you wouldn't look like an elf hooker on a budget."
"Alicia." Her professor sighed.
"Oops. Was I not supposed to say what I was thinking with that one?" she genuinely asked, and I pulled out my phone.
"Alright. We need to be friends."
"That would be epic!" she replied.
Professor Dickson cleared his throat. "Can you do such exchanges outside, so we can deal with the disturbance your familiar made?" he huffed in impatience.
"Right," Alicia and I said in unison before Elsa hissed.
"It's okay, Elsa." I had to take her off my head before she tried to pounce on the grumpy man. He gave me a look, but it didn't disturb me in the slightest. "Let's go." I prompted Alicia to come outside with me.
After a quick exchange of numbers, we shared a look of happiness.
"Funny how we randomly met! My card reading said I'd meet someone."
"Card reading?" I inquired and stared at her bunny. "And he's seriously your boyfriend?"
She smirked and looked around to make sure no one was in the hall. "I'll show you if you close your eyes for a moment. He doesn't come with clothes."
We both giggled at her hushed whisper before I placed my hands over my face. "Show me your magic trick."