forum Miss Possikelf's Academy for Magical Hybrids // One-On-One // CLOSED

Started December 28, 2019 by Deleted user

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Viv reached the galleria, wondering who she was paired with. They were most likely in there already, since she'd taken her time. She opened the door to find a curtain. Pushing through it, the door closed softly behind her.

The soft noise had caught Cliff’s attention, and he turned around to see who had just entered. His lips pressed into a thin line and he gave Viv a small wave before turning back to the rest of the assembly hall.

Oh, it's the one who judged me for my diet. God, his horns are huge. Why are they so big? How does he navigate with them? She moved to go sit in the other seat, ducking slightly under the horns. She could see Elijah from her spot in the galleria. He looked happy with his friends.

“Well, hello to you too.” Cliff nodded at Viv, noticing how she had ducked underneath his horns. He decided not to say anything on it.

Viv thought of a snappy comment but decided not to say it. She and this other guy where going to be stuck in the same galleria for a whole year, so she didn't want any sour motives towards each other.

“What, you pissed at me or somethin’?” Cliff turned his head to look at Viv. He adjusted his cattle tag earring, lightly patting down his buzzed hair.

"I don't want to say anything we'll both regret, cause I can guarantee I will soon. We're gonna be stick together the whole year, so we might as well get along."

“Might as well. My name’s Cyrus Bailey, but call me Cliff. You?” Cliff’s voice was gruff and somewhat tired, but he tried not to come off too aggressively.

"Vivian Posikolf. You can call me Viv, if you want." She saw his eyes. "No, I'm not related to Adelena Possikelf, the founder of the school. She's Possikelf, I'm Posikolf. They're two different names, two different spellings."

“Yeah, alright, I get it. Don’t drill that so hard into me, Viv.” Cliff raised his palms defensively, leaning back a bit. “But nice to meet you. Seems like we’re the only fifth years- that I’ve seen, anyway.”

"No, there's like eight of us. No one stays for fifth year. It's just another year of the same stuff. I would have left, but I would rather be Viv here than who I am at home. And I'm not leaving my brother. He needs me as long as I can help him."

“Eight, huh? Small- what do you mean by ‘who you are at home’?” Cliff tilted his head very slightly, curiosity plastered onto his face.

"I would tell you…but you'll probably judge me more. I don't tell anyone because then people will think the stereotypes. I don't want people to think that, so I just tell them I'm Viv. Nothing else."

“Jesus, alright. I don’ see the point in sayin’ somethin’ like that ‘n then immediately closing off, but sure.” Cliff looked back out at the assembly hall.

"No one needs to know, so I don't tell them," Viv said quietly, watching as the principal came onto the stage. She was a meerkat hybrid, and obviously very timid.
"Welcome students, to another year at the academy. My name is Principal Huynh."

Cliff was silent as he watched the principal. He rolled his neck, feeling the pop of his bones as he listened. His fingers laced together, meeting behind his head.

"This year will be big. We have eight first years that will be graduating and going on to do great things. One of them will go to become Queen of her kingdom." Viv didn't say anything, hoping Cliff might think it was someone else.

Cliff whistled quietly, a small, quiet laugh rolling off of his tongue. He postured his shoulders, rolling them back. “Been here all five years, never head once that we got royalty in here. That’s nuts.”

"Yeah. I wonder who it is." She hoped she was masking her voice well enough. But Viv was almost certain that he could tell it was her just by her voice. She looked down at Elijah and hoped to God that he wouldn't turn and look at her.

“..Yeah.” Cliff was suspicious of her tone, but decided to not say anything. He wasn’t looking to start conflict, especially not in the school assembly hall. The boy continued to listen to the principal speak.

"Many of you were unaware of this fact, and there is a good reason for that. And no, I will not be revealing who she is. Now, onto the assembly. You should all have your schedules. If you do not, please go to the office immediately after being dismissed. You should also have already arrived at your room. If not, you must do this before 8pm. The room no longer accepts people after 9pm and will not let you in. If you do not wish for punishment, go there straight after being dismissed."

Cliff picked at his nails, which were well-worn and short from years of work in his father’s carpentry shop. He had heard this speech what felt like a hundred times before, so well that he could actually mouth the words out as the principal said them. He wished he had just stayed at home to work this year, but alas, his parents wanted him to learn the most that he could at Miss Possikelf’s.

Viv got onto the floor, grabbing the cushion from her chair and putting it behind her head. She sprouted a vine from her arm and it wrapped itself around her hand. She wished that it was a small snake, but her mother would never let her have one of those.

Cliff blinked at the sight for a moment, turning to look at Viv when he heard the noise. “..What’re you doing?”

"I'm bored. They don't give a shit what we do up here, that's why they put us up here. No one checks on us. But you can't leave, cause the doors will trigger a silent alarm and security will come get you. I'm pretty sure you get a week's detention."