Witch Academy: Passport to Mortality

The flower fairies flutter their wings excitedly as they help me pack my luggage, now that they found out that I am going to Vu'ay Academy, I know they will never leave me alone until I graduate. The flower fairy from my tribe, Dusana, has been picked as a companion in staying in the academy since they are viewed as weak and stupid since all they do is tend to flowers and plants in the witch realm. But, how can a fairy be stupid when it has to keep other living things alive? They have to have a wide knowledge when it comes to plants to keep them blooming and beautiful which makes them smart enough to be a companion.

"Are you guys sure you want to come with me?" I asked Lily, the flower fairy which has a lily flower dress. Her long ears twitched when she felt my stares since she's to busy magically folding my clothes.

She nodded her head frantically with a wide grin on her face.

The other fairies, Rose and Tulips looked at me and followed Lily's nod and grin.

I just sighed, I want them to be my companion but my parents are bugging me on going to West Field to find a better companion, something smarter and stronger since when they attended the academy, they were taught that having the greatest companion can boost your chance to be the top 1 but here I am, being a rebel and gesturing the fairies to go inside my coat's pocket to hide as I hear a knocking on my door.

"Hun, are you ready? Are you sure you don't want to stop by West Fields? We can help you pick a companion," Mom said as she enters my room.

I shook my head, "No," I said and picked up my luggage, "I'll go there when the academy tells me to. It's not a requirement to have a companion on your first week."

Mom nodded her head with an unconvinced smile, "Alright, let's go then. You sure you didn't forget anything?"

I looked around my room, checking on whether I did leave something out.

My hundred books were neatly placed on my bookshelves, my brown-furred rabbit stuff toy's named Mr. Choco on my bed and the moment I gazed on its black button eyes, I felt it's sadness that I am about to leave him alone in my painted pink room. But bringing him will make me look like a 9 -year-old girl who can't sleep when I don't have a stuffed toy by my side.

"Hey, you sure you're not bringing your voodoo doll?" Mom asked.

I slowly turned my head to look at her with shock expression, "Voodo? Mom! He's not a voodoo doll, he will never harm anyone," I said with a sharp tone as if I am offended, but I do feel a bit offended for Mr. Choco. He's too pure to be used in such sin.

Mom raised her hands above her head, showing that she doesn't want to start a fight, "Alright Rin, let's go. Take him if you want. You might need a voodoo doll someday."

I rolled my eyes and ran to my bed to take Mr. Choco, even though I can sleep without him, I cannot live a day without talking to him. I just need someone to talk to. Since I am the only child and my parents are full-time witches- cursing other beings such as ogres and elves or performing magic for the use of the royal vampire families- I didn't have anyone to talk to at home. I do have some friends which I will see later at the academy but it's different talking to someone- something, in my case- I can burst freely without being judged by the way I popped in front of Mr. Choco.

I once inserted a lost soul in him when I was 12 and luckily it was a kid around my age. We had a great time at first, playing and talking, but I knew she wanted to be free. She kept quiet when I am with my parent as if she knows that she's not part of my family even if I always say that she's like a sister to me. And the day came when she asked me to set her free, that she does not need to live in a toy just to feel that she's accepted. I cried the whole week because I did not understand her then, but now, I know what she's talking about and that is why I am entering the academy.

Dad helped me with the luggage when he saw that I am struggling with it on my way down the stairs, "You're a witch, use it," he said and with a flick of his finger, my luggage went flying to the car. Brooms are so out-of-style now. How can a broom, even with intense magic carry weights that are a hundred times its owner? It's so thin and uncomfortable to sit on but we do use them when we're in a hurry and we can't charge the car with magic.

"I need to have muscles, Dad. I can't use my magic 24/7 in the academy, you told me about it," I said and walked to the car while Mom locks the door.

I saw my neighbors whispering to each other while staring at me, I just snorted and went inside the car.

Dad followed and adjusted the rear view mirror to have a look at me then he flicked his finger and the engine started.

Mom came running to us while looking at her watch, "We're gonna be late!" She said and sat on the passenger seat.

I looked outside and stared at my neighbors enough to make them uncomfortable. But they won't budge and they still keep on talking trash about my decision so I smirked and as the car started moving a strong wind went gushing to their faces to ruin their majestic hairs and blew their glasses.

I do not have the magic of hearing things from afar but I do know how too read eyes as a normal person can and I am sure that they are telling me that I am the curse itself, going for the diploma and not for being a leader.

Mom looked at me with wide angry eyes, "Rinnes!" She called my name then gritted her teeth.

She patted Dad's hand to make him stop the car.

"Ugh!" I rolled my eyes and slid down the seat to hide my freaking face.

Here she goes again, saying sorry for things that those wide-mouthed people deserve.

Dad turned around and taps my legs with a small smile on his face, "That was good, you should've made them fly and hanged them on that tree," he pointed at the tallest tree in town just a few meters away.

I laughed, Dad's my typical Dad. He's strict but he won't be getting angry for things that I do to fight for myself.

"Thanks, Dad," I said then Mom went knocking on the window and when I looked at her, she opened the door and pulled my hand.

"Say sorry for Missus Raven and Missus Trinnette," Mom whispered with her nerves almost popping on her neck.

I closed my eyes as hard as I can to keep my anger from lashing out, I nodded and went out of the car but before my feet land on the hard cemented ground, I looked at Dad and winked. He snorted and raised both his brows in approval of what I am about to do.

Mom pulled my hand as if she's pulling a grocery cart, hard and strong, then she stopped. My eyes are focused on the ground and I can only see these two old women's shoes and the hem of their long skirts.

"My daughter would like to apologize for what she did," Mom said, signaling me to say the 'S' word to these undeserving missus in front of me.

She used to teach me to say 'sorry' for people who don't deserve what I did or say to them but now, here I am, trying to kiss these people's foot to avoid disarray.

I sighed and raised my head as confident as I can then I raised my left brow, taking a look from their head to their toe.

Since they found out I am going to the academy not because of wanting to be the leader but because of wanting to be a mortal, they started making rumors about me, many about me being a curse to the Dusana family. I kept quiet because Mom told me to but now that I am on my way out of this nasty little town, I won't be bowing my heads to these people anymore.

Their hair and glasses are in place as if I did nothing but their faces when they saw how high my brows are arching start to get sour and threatened.

I know Mom was wearing a sweet apologetic smile on her face when she said that I will be apologizing but as I feel her gaze on me, I know she noticed these women's expression.

"Rin!" She whispered under her anger.

"I am not sorry for myself. I am sorry for these misuses who seemed to have plenty of time to create rumors about your dear sweet daughter, Mom. They should just knit or bake a pie like normal grannies do."

I said, then for some reason, my eyes wandered and it stopped when I saw him. Fudge! My eyes went wide and I pulled my hand away from Mom and ran to the car.

Dad taps the seat with a wide smile on his face, "Way to go, Baby!"

But I just buried half of my face on Mr. Choco while I feel the heat rise on my face as my heart starts to beat drums, hard enough to make my shirt move a little with every beat.

'He' went to the old women and I think, he's asking about what is happening. Why is he still here? He's going to be late if he's going to stick his nose on my mess. I saw Mom facepalm and talked to 'him' then pats his back before walking towards us with a disappointed look on her face.

Dad then started laughing proudly while Mom just stares at him with a blank expression. I looked behind to see what he's doing but he's gone.

Only Dad was noisy through-out the travel, laughing and repeating what I said since he used his magic to amplify my voice for him to hear what I said since 'He can't miss my daughter's first fight with the elders.'

We arrived at the campus, and like any typical campus would have on its first day, there are tons of kids walking around while some parents are crying while hugging their dear child. Some kids are already flying on their broom, some are spouting spells to boast, some has their noses stuck on spellbooks, and some are already standing out with their looks.

I went out of the car and waited while Dad brings out my things, my luggage which is full of clothes and personal things, a box full of spellbooks and other stuff and... my broom.

I looked at him with dead eyes, I told him I don't want to bring my broom because the school will provide but he keeps on telling me that my 'own' broom will never betray me.

He even brought out a pointy hat and a black cloak, way to make me look like 'that' witch.

Mom slaps Dad's shoulder, "Don't give her that, that'll look bad on her," she said and took my broom and luggage, "I'll see you in your room, go have a look around." She said and went to enter the House for girls which is only located near the Academy building.

The Academy doesn't even look like an educational institution. It looks like the houses in horror animated movies, pointed roof, elongated windows, black interior wall, creepy narrow stairs, and a chimney.

Dad must've noticed my weird-out look, "This is the fun part," he said then wraps his hand around my shoulder, "This," he pointed at the academy, "Will change depending on its student's performance," he said proudly.

I almost forgot that they went to the same academy years ago. This is where he met my Mom who was the top 1 during their year. Sadly, Mom only wanted to be nominated as a leader to boost her business in magic and not to be a mortal.

"How?" I asked as I held his hand that is hanging on my shoulder while taking a look at the creepy large window on the top roof. I know someone's looking from there.

"So, when the students are happy with their performance not because they got high scores but because they love what they did, the academy will turn into a manor - a white beautiful one. The ones similar to the vampire manors except that it looked pretty and lively," he said with a small genuine smile forms on his lips.

"Really?" I said, "Then what if the kids are sad--- Ouch!" I yelled when I felt pain on my right arm.

It must've been magic thrown out, my arms are turning violet now. I hate this spell, it's used for camouflage.

"Sorry!" A girl shouted from the bench on the side, she ran towards us, her curly hair bouncing gracefully.