The corridor screams youth. The loud noises and indistinct chats sound so good and refreshing to my ear. I can’t hide the smile growing bigger and wider in my face. I am so thrilled and excited. I can’t wait to finally begin my class and see who will be my classmates and find out how many will click with me.
“Bella, where should we go?” Master Feston asked. He is grabbing the hem of my shirt to make sure he will not be separated from us. “I think I’ll get loss,” he added.
“Just follow her. She’ll take you to your goddamn room you idi(o)t,” Master Harris replied instead. “Shut your mouth or everyone will notice this is your first time going in a school.”
“Says the one who has never been in a social place,” Master Feston rebutted.
I stopped them before they could start bickering again.
