Hi Guys :) So, what did you think of part 1?
Chapter 2- Good news
Scanning the hall, I looked for the letter 'D' posted on the walls that were due a new coat of fresh paint. Once spotted, I reluctantly made my way to the table.
"Dawson" I murmured to the kind-faced old man from the office. My results were right on the top of the pile. The man (who I couldn't put a name to) handed me the folded piece of paper. I offered my biggest grin and walked away.
I found a nice private corner to look at my results. I faced the wall, incase of tears. As I opened the paper, I embraced myself for the worst possible outcome.
I scanned over the results, heart pounding painfully against my ribs, like a beast trying to break free from its confines. Only after looking over all of my results did I allow myself to breath. To smile. My grades were a mixture of As and Bs. Heck, I even had a few A*s. This would get me into a decent school.
I had now friend to speak of, so I decided to go back home. Mum wouldn't particularly celebrate my results. However nothing stopped me from celebrating all on my lonesome.
Before I had a chance to get out, The Head Mistress, Ms Davies summoned me to her office.
I knocked softly on the old wooden door.
"Come in" A singsong voice called out. I entered begrudgingly.
"You wanted to see me?" I asked quietly. I always tried to keep a low profile at school. I theorized that it was my getting detention that caused dad to get killed. So, I decided to not get on the wrong side of people, to prevent another unfortunate event.
"Yes" The Head smiled "Please, take a seat" I sat, keeping myself upright and trying not to slouch. Ms Davies continued talking.
"I have some excellent news for you !" She chirped.
"News?" I asked, confused.
"You have been offered a full scholarship to Evocate Academy!" Ms Davies practically beamed. I was taken aback. I didn't have brilliant grades. And yet I was offered a scholarship?
"I have never heard of that school"
She hesitated "To be honest, neither have I. But, they seem to have taken an interest in you"
"How? why?" I contained my excitement deep down. I did have my doubts. I wasn't a genius, I had no particular talents...
"I don't know, but they are insisting that it is essential that you enrol" Ms Davies opened a drawer in her desk. She pulled out a leaflet. The words 'Evocate Academy' was scrawled along the front page in some eerie font. There was a symbol underneath it. The symbol consisted of a circle and a star. A pentagram, I thought. I opened the leaflet. There was a picture of the school. It was an impressive gothic building, equipped with turrets and the like. The fact that it had a 100% success rate was the icing on the proverbial cake.
"So...what do you think?" Asked the Head.
Calmly, I replied "I accept" She squealed, I winced.
"Now, you better go home and tell your mother"
"Thank you, goodbye" I rushed out of the building and hopped on my bike. Putting pedal to the metal, I made it home in just five minutes.