01 - I'm from Krypton, New Hampshire 
My parents drove me out here, but we've already said our goodbyes. I asked them to drop me off at the outskirts of the school grounds so I could walk the rest of the way on my own. I knew Dad would cry and make a fuss over me before letting me go, and I didn't want my new classmates to see me for the first time looking like that. That would be SOOOOO uncool.
Actually, I'm surprised Dad agreed. He's always been a little overprotective. Maybe he's finally recognizing that I'm not a little kid anymore. Anyways, it means I have to carry my own suitcases, which contain all that I have to my name for the next nine months. That and a five dollar bill folded in my wallet. Gee, thanks dad.
Not many clothes, because we'll be wearing school uniforms all the time, but I have some books, pictures of my friends and family, and decorations for my new room.
The campus looks more like a very posh boarding school than a home for wizards and witches. Pretty buildings, lots of trees and wide open spaces. Summer is still lingering here; the leaves haven't yet started to turn. I walk a little faster, feeling slightly too warm in this long robe and cape.
I have a letter about freshman orientation - where did I put it? I look down at my suitcases while I walk, trying to remember which pocket I stuck the letter into, when suddenly - I bumped into someone.
He's an older man in school robes with no Hall symbol on them... which means he's probably a professor. This is not a good first impression.
Sorry, sir.
A new student, I see. And what might your name be?
He has a lovely voice, dark and rich with a refined British accent, and he doesn't seem to be too angry with me. I relax a little.
RK 47, sir. I just got here, and I'm not sure where I'm supposed to be...
My voice trails off, as I notice he's no longer looking at me. Instead, he's paging through the large book he was carrying.
Miss... 47, is it? Wildseed. How unsurprising.
Wild?
More than likely, a complete waste of my time.
What?
You have no idea how much you have been given, and you will throw it all away.
That's... so... RUDE! Ugh! He scribbles something into the book, then slams it shut.
Ten demerits. Not a promising start, newfag.
WHAT? I don't believe this! Goddamn Fuhrer!
With a snap of his wrist, he wraps his cape around him and stalks away. I haven't even started school yet and already one of my teachers hates me!
Here it is, Room 3. I open the door and pick up my suitcases.
A girl who had been sitting on one of the beds stands up.
Fantastic. My mouth just flew off. I facepalmed for a moment before making a verbal recovery.
...I didn't mean that the way it sounded.
I'm RK. Are you my roommate?
One of them. I'm Ellen. That's Virginia's bed, but she went out to talk to somebody.
Nice to meet you. Where are you from?
Virginia - the state, I mean. I'm not sure where Virginia-the-girl is from.
I tilt my head.
You don't have much of a Southern accent.
It's not that far south, and my - family wasn't from there. What about you?
New Hampshire, not too far from here. Are all those books yours?
Yeah. There aren't any computers here, so I brought my old encyclopedias.
Dammit! And here I was looking forward to playing my Summer Steam Sale purchases!
And those are textbooks for the classes I would be taking this year at my other school if I hadn't left.
What a ner- I mean...
You must be a really good student!
Not really. I probably won't even open them. But I didn't know what I'd need, and I didn't want to need something and not have it.
Those books are everything I could find out about magic, the real kind, now that I know it's real.
Yeah, isn't it great? We're going to be witches, just like in the animes!
Oh, good. You're wildseed too.
That word again?
What does wild seed mean?
She holds out her hand for me to shake.
Me, my family's all magical, so I always knew I'd be a witch. I'm Virginia.
She has a pretty strong grip.
RK. RK 47.
Pleasure to meetcha.
Is it a problem, being 'wild'? I met a professor and he was sort of rude about it.
A professor? Shaggy black hair, big nose?
Yeah. I sorta bumped into him.
Oh, no! Now you'll be on Grabby's blacklist!
The professor grab girls?!
No, that's his name. Professor Grabiner.
That's too nice of a name, Smug Asshole is more fitting.
He hates me.
He hates everybody so it doesn't make much difference! Don't worry about it. Nobody cares if you're born witch or not, not really. And everyone's scared of Grabby, he's a monster. William warned me about him.
Who's William?
My big brother - bigger brother. He's a senior. Donald's a freshman, like us. They're in Wolf Hall. But enough about boys! What sports do you play? What do you like?
Uh- I only play comp-
I like softball, but I'm better at volleyball.
Good strong arms. Me, I prefer soccer. What about you, RK?
Shit. I can't tell them I play computer games.
Um... I guess I'm mostly best at track. Yeah, I like to run.
Your legs, her arms, and my fighting spirit. We're the complete package! Go Horses!
Yeah! Go-
The fuck am I doing?
Are there sports teams for wizards here?
Not exactly. There's bounders, but that's not a real sport.
I don't even have the faintest idea what 'bounders' would entail.
But there is a gym, and we can start our own sports team if we have to! Right, RK?
Fuck no.
I... guess?
Sorry, sorry. I'm rolling you over, aren't I? I'll let you unpack. C'mon, Ellen - I'll introduce you to my brothers.
Huh? Okay...
Hmm. Should I go with them? Or stay behind and unpack?
My parents drove me out here, but we've already said our goodbyes. I asked them to drop me off at the outskirts of the school grounds so I could walk the rest of the way on my own. I knew Dad would cry and make a fuss over me before letting me go, and I didn't want my new classmates to see me for the first time looking like that. That would be SOOOOO uncool.
Actually, I'm surprised Dad agreed. He's always been a little overprotective. Maybe he's finally recognizing that I'm not a little kid anymore. Anyways, it means I have to carry my own suitcases, which contain all that I have to my name for the next nine months. That and a five dollar bill folded in my wallet. Gee, thanks dad.
Not many clothes, because we'll be wearing school uniforms all the time, but I have some books, pictures of my friends and family, and decorations for my new room.
The campus looks more like a very posh boarding school than a home for wizards and witches. Pretty buildings, lots of trees and wide open spaces. Summer is still lingering here; the leaves haven't yet started to turn. I walk a little faster, feeling slightly too warm in this long robe and cape.
I have a letter about freshman orientation - where did I put it? I look down at my suitcases while I walk, trying to remember which pocket I stuck the letter into, when suddenly - I bumped into someone.
He's an older man in school robes with no Hall symbol on them... which means he's probably a professor. This is not a good first impression.
He has a lovely voice, dark and rich with a refined British accent, and he doesn't seem to be too angry with me. I relax a little.
My voice trails off, as I notice he's no longer looking at me. Instead, he's paging through the large book he was carrying.
What?
That's... so... RUDE! Ugh! He scribbles something into the book, then slams it shut.
WHAT? I don't believe this! Goddamn Fuhrer!
With a snap of his wrist, he wraps his cape around him and stalks away. I haven't even started school yet and already one of my teachers hates me!
Here it is, Room 3. I open the door and pick up my suitcases.
A girl who had been sitting on one of the beds stands up.
Fantastic. My mouth just flew off. I facepalmed for a moment before making a verbal recovery.
I tilt my head.
Dammit! And here I was looking forward to playing my Summer Steam Sale purchases!
What a ner- I mean...
That word again?
She holds out her hand for me to shake.
She has a pretty strong grip.
That's too nice of a name, Smug Asshole is more fitting.
Shit. I can't tell them I play computer games.
The fuck am I doing?
I don't even have the faintest idea what 'bounders' would entail.
Fuck no.
Hmm. Should I go with them? Or stay behind and unpack?
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