I can’t even remember how I said goodbye to my mother, on how she clings to me like she will never see me again. Well, my mother’s like that, overly emotional and exaggerated of just about EVERYTHING. Well, all mothers are. Even if I won’t say it, I’m going to miss her. And dad too. And my room. And my bed. And.. the list goes on.
Though I certainly be longing for what I’m leaving behind, I’m more thrilled on what lies ahead.
I don’t even recall the part that I was transported from a cab, to a train, to a plane, and to so many vehicles I’ve lost count. Well, maybe it was because I was sleeping the whole ride, compensating on the lack of sleep last night since I was so excited for this moment.
Ahh, no. Me being excited will be an understatement.
The moment me and the rest of the freshmen were conveyed to The Great Arc Hall for the welcoming ceremony, it took all my restraints not to check every corner of it and drool at the magnificent architecture. We were assigned to sit at the lowest spots for our Odd, which is a given since the seats are defined by one’s seniority.
I’m a Tinker by the way. In case you were born yesterday to notice such obvious fact, kk <3
Satisfied with all that ‘sight-raping’ I did with the whole place, I let my eyes wander among the students, quickly spotting the quite unhappy shape-shifters to our right. As to why they seemed to be upset, annoyed over something, I think I’ll never know. It’s just that all of them seemed to be disturbed about their robes, which were; honestly, in no match with the cloaks the students of our odds displayed. I guess it’s a given because Shape shifters normally don’t wear anything, based on the little knowledge I gathered when I decided to read some of my books. So I guess that answers my marvelling earlier, they don’t like being covered, at all I guess. Maybe I could spare some time checking them out when they’re most comfortable about themselves, besides, most of the shape- shifters here are eye candies, kkkk. Remembering something, I quickly scanned the top most bunk to search for the headmistresses’ son. Lee Hyukjae. And I could just let out a sigh.
So the rumours are true regarding how beautiful he is. Milky white skin that looked so soft and supple even at a distance. Plump lips, define jaw line, the blonde hair that shines even brighter than the sun. I was surprised myself I’m not drooling right now (or I was and I unconsciously wiped it while staring at him) I guess he’ll be the first one to check once he decided to transform, kkk >:)
Done with surveying the shape shifters, I let my eyes roam over my own Odd, clothed with different shades of purple cloaks that seemed to glow against the chandeliers of the Great Arc Hall. I thought my lavender-shaded one would look so much in contrast with my apricot shoulder length hair, but I think I could say I didn’t made much of a commotion as I worried before (because I may look weird) since if ever there will be someone who’ll outshine the rest of us, it will be none other than the Kim Brothers.
Heechul and Jaejoong, I know them even before I entered the school, quite popular due to their escapades and mischiefs they managed to get away with. On their laps seated the equally popular pets Heebum and Jiji. I wonder if my Twinkle could be friends with them, she’s an adorable and very likable little kitten anyway.
I turned my head back on the other odds, stunned once again upon seeing the beauty of the Ethereals. Angelic and enthralling, in total contrast with the dark and scary aura the Archfiends emits. Mom had always told me to stay away from everyone as much as possible, and only trust those in my Odd, but in particular, she had instructed me to stay away from two specific odds. I found it weird actually. I mean, each and every odd are dangerous in our own way, I wonder why mom fret over these two odds so much.
I know now. Archfiends are naturally scary but being with the presence of one, or in this case, tens and tens of them is another story. The smile that doesn’t seemed to promise anything synonymous with the word good. It’s like DANGER is written on their foreheads, in big red bold letters. *yikes*
I’m still trying to calm my nerves due to the effects Archfiends have when I noticed our head girl, Ye Eun, looking so pretty with her braids, telling us freshmen to stay on our seats. Apparently, why I was busy ogling with the shape shifters, crushing on the Ethereals and shivering with the Archfiends, the other Tinkers caught something more interesting. I guess, with the way they’re squealing and attempting to have a look. I stretched my neck, getting a clear view too since I wouldn’t have to miss something as squeal-worth as that.
And then I saw it. Him.
OHMYFKDAHFWJHGDFJHAGJHDGAGDKJA!!!
If vampires really looked like this one I’ll be willing to offer my neck and everything of me any day! I guess this school will never run of surprises, I knew it that moment I saw The Great Arc Hall, and Lee Hyukjae, and the Kims, and Heebum and Jiji, and now this!!
A Blood-Thirsty. The other odd my mother told me not to mess with. But hell! I’ll give anything just for one light touch!
“That’s the prince. My father said there are hearsays that he’ll be coming to school this year. I didn’t know it’s true.”, a cute boy, a fellow Tinker, Sungyeol from what I remember uttered beside me. Yes! I remember it now! Lee Donghae! OMG! How can I forget such a face! He was all over that secret website cyberfreaks Tinkers made, which mostly contains the beautiful and the gorgeous of BEAST. My favourite website actually, where I first found the Kims and Lee Hyukjae, www.beautyinthebeast.com.
His presence caused a mild pandemonium, most of it coming from us Tinkers, which was not surprising at all, I’ve always known we are fangirls in our previous lives. It was overwhelming, to discover something so amazing when I had stayed for a barely less than 24 hours.
Yes, I knew it. This place holds and will offer something a lot more amazing than my wand can offer, more giggle-worthy than Twinkle’s antics, more interesting and astonishing than my gadgets, and the best part of it?