chapter 29

Scarlett

When I walked into the dining hall my expectations had reached skies. That's what happens after reading Harry Potter. I was slightly disappointed because no ghosts were roaming around but other than that, it was breathtaking. Papers were flying around being passed around by students who could control air. Students were sitting all in groups on different tables. There were rows of food, properly labelled. 

"Wow," I said aloud. 

"Yes, that's what people say, when they see our dining hall for the first time. Sometimes I wish I would get the opportunity to feel how you guys feel," he said already starting to walk towards the food.

"So, you have been here for very long??" I asked, following him and taking my food. 

"Yes, since as long as I can remember." He said lost in his thoughts.

"Ok," I said awkwardly not able to understand the reason behind the sudden change of his tone.

I was really hungry but when I saw food, I was reminded of the pool of crimson blood and it's the smell. I felt disgusted to the core and nauseous, so I took only a cup of hot chocolate and a loaf of bread. We went and sat at a small table of four. 

"So you are going to take only that much?" he asked me motioning towards my plate.

"Yeah. I am not hungry." I lied not wanting to tell him the real reason. 

He raised an embryo at me and said, "Don't lie Scarlett. You said you were famished when we were coming to the dining room."

Fucking hell. Did I say that? 

"Oh! hmm..." I tried to make an excuse but I couldn't find any so I told him the truth.

"Actually, I see so much death that it has always been a little hard for me to eat without thinking about the blood and all that but since last week it has been worse," I say playing with the little food I had in my plate.

Thankfully he didn't ask any more questions. He just nodded.

"Okay, but you don't want to faint from hunger. Have one more loaf of bread." He said putting his loaf of bread in my plate.

I was surprised by his caring nature. First, when I had seen him in the hospital, I had thought he would be an arrogant person like all handsome boys are but the more I interact with him, he seems to reveal his brilliant personality. 

"Thank you," I said eating the loaf of bread. 

We silently ate for a few moments then he said, "Now, about the classes, we all have different ones according to our abilities and we will get our schedules right about now." He said smiling.

That was actually true, as soon as he said now, papers started to flowing all around the room, going to the respective students. One flew into my hand and I watched reflexively. William did the same. 

"Woh!" I said amazed. This place was getting better and better...nearer to Hogwarts.

"Look, into your schedule. We don't have classes like normal mundane schools, so we only have about 3 to 4 classes every day."

I nodded and looked into my schedule curiously.

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Ist class: Phycology

2nd class: Time of Death

3rd class: Defence training (Do not attend until you are fully well)

--Lunch--

Daily Training: Hospital

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"Scarlett what is your first class?" he asked

"Psychology. What's yours?" 

"I have the same class" he paused then looked at me and said, "Well, that's good I can at least show you to your first class. Anyway let's go," he said.

We went to our first class but not before I quickly gulped my mocha hot chocolate. I truly needed caffeine right now. 

We didn't really talk on the way to the class. What could they teach in the psychology class?

"You are lucky we have just started our classes recently, you won't have too much t cope up with."

"Well, that's good but I don't know how I am going to adjust to this new kind of studies," I said voicing out my thoughts. But truth to be told I wasn't really worried about it. I have always have been able to grasp new things fast. I also had a very serious reason to learn all that is taught in this school. 'To become capable and make my parents proud even though they aren't with me'.

We reached to our class. The classroom was a normal one. there were benches of two put in rows. Most of the benches were already filled. We sat on one of the benches towards the end of the class which were empty.

"So what do they teach in psychology?" I softly asked William.

"You will see," he said.

"Ok..." I trailed when I saw a tall woman coming through the door. 

Her dark brown hair had pink coloured strands and was tied in a bun. She looked neet and strict.

"Why are you all sitting lifelessly as someone died." Then she paused and smirked and said:" Well for some you that would be the truth," She said staring at me for a few students.

What is she serious. What a way of introduction. Though I could not help but smile a little at her words. Even though they were words that should have hurt me but the tone in which she said, it only made her like her but it also made my thoughts go back to my parents.

"But in my class, you have no time to mope. So, let's get started." 

I didn't hear much more than that. I went over all the incidents of that night in my mind multiple times trying to figure out if I missed something. I tried to find anything that could lead me to my parents killer. The burning sensation to avenge my parents was getting stronger and stronger every second. 

I was rather proud of my intelligent mind, but right now I wanted to pull my brain out and sort it out because the more I thought the more mixed and hazy the incidents of that night were becoming. I felt utterly helpless and I hated myself for it. 

I liked being in control. I groaned getting irritated at my flustered mind and emotions. 

I felt someone tapping my left shoulder. I turned around to see William staring back at me. That's when I realised I hadn't heard a single word in the class.

"Sorry, what did you say?" I asked confused.

"Scarlett lets go the class has ended," he said looking concerned.

What!? I looked around the class to see that the benches that were previously occupied, were empty. The entire class was empty, we were the only ones left.

"Sorry, I zoned out. Let's go." I said standing up from my bench and going out of the class. William followed. This was the second time I was thankful that he didn't ask any more questions.

"Ok, so we will probably have different classes from now till the end of the day. I have art. Which class do you have next?"

I looked at my schedule again and groaned.

"Time of death! seriously, they definitely want to kill me." I told William.

He chuckled but his eyes were still serious, " Quite, on the contrary actually, it's the school's way of making you strong." 

"Okay," I said not really seeing the logic behind it.

"Okay, then the time of death class will be in the classroom two doors ahead. I will meet you at the end of the day in the hospital," he said.

Did the headmistress assign him to be with me or something? 

"William, you really don't have to do that you can go do your own stuff. You don't have to stick with me. I know the headmistress assigned you to be my guide or something, but I can find my way, you don't have to meet me." I said. I didn't want him to be wasting time with me.

"No, I am doing it because I want to. So don't worry, I will meet you at the end of the day. Bye." he said and we away even before I could react.

Wow, he wants to help me. I hadn't expected William to be so nice. He isn't like most of the arrogant handsome boys I have met before.

I turned to go to my class too. I was actually a little thankful to be alone right now. I didn't have to act if there was no one watching. Seriously the time of death class, I really didn't want to go.

I was already starting to feel a headache forming in my head going closer to the room. I could feel death closer. Weird things happened to my body when a dead body or almost dead person was around. 

The entire class, I didn't really focus on the dead body in front of me because I was pretty sure that would once again remind me of my parents. Thankfully there was math and logic to keep my mind busy. In the class, we had to observe the body and calculate the precise time of their death. It was easy for me, I had always had a logical brain.

I engrossed myself in observing and calculating and soon the class was over. I heaved a sigh, thankfully first half of my day was over. My training in the hospital was still left but I already had a mild headache with surrounded by bodies. All I wanted to do was go to my room and sleep.