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The year was going start as it usually did for the Private school: the students would be brought in, she would evaluate which one she would find useful and keep them in her class. After some time they would understand the powers they held and she would be honored as a teacher and will feel happy that she did in the end. But it was never going anywhere else, just the boring years of students learning control and admiring her for the fact that they learned control, she found it odd to praise someone for giving them a notion on how their body works when it comes to magic, but she got payed a reasonable amount and she enjoyed the atmosphere, so she had no reason to quit

The teacher sat in her desk, ready to go, her dark blue heels were rested calmly on the floor right in front of the tiny wheels of her chair, stationed behind the large two-file desk. Her stockings were a good pick for the day, considering they added more tone to her slender porcelain legs. She wore a dark grey skirt that halted just above her knees. The school's code said that fingertip length was the rule, but her powers of illusion was too easy to use on the teachers around here. She wore a white blouse with a dark blue blazer, the same colour as her heels. Her porcelain skin was gently brushed with blush on her cheeks and light red lipstick, though she felt no reason to have it on, her thin formed jaw, pail complexion and icy blue eyes, which were now surrounded by a small line eye liner and a light coat of mascara, never needed much more to keep herself beautiful. Her chocolate brown hair was pulled back into a high pony tail that ended right at her shoulders. She was truly a stunning sight for most people, but she always tired to look good to keep eye placed on her, it added more to her lust to toy with people's minds.

She fixed a few folders on her desk, seating charts, explanations on elemental control, the basics of magic, the starting stuff for the class she taught here at Hex Hall, basic elementalism and magic control. She fixed the name plaque on her desk: "Ms. Katame" was in basic gold letters on the triangular name plaque that rested on the end of her desk. She gently pushed her chair out of its place and stood, her 5'6" structure was good enough to be taller than most of the students, but that was not all the time. She walked to the door of her class and unlocked the latch on the door frame, gently pushing the door open as it creaked slightly. She smiled a bit more as she walked over to her desk again and sat back down, looking over the desks to see what people are going where, checking the seating pattern again and hopefully remembering a face with the name so she can pin down the name, but that will have to be for when the students show up.

It was the first day of school and she was already running late, having stayed up too late outside. I can't believe I'm late, how hard is it to wake up and go down two floors to the classrooms. A girl grumbled to herself, brushing her pure white hair out of her eyes. She wore the simplest of outfits, a ripped pair of white washed blue jeans and a black v-neck t-shirt that advertised the band "My Bloody Valentine". The girl wore no makeup despite her pale complexion, all makeup ever did was make her look more pathetic than the girl already was and make her silver eyes more sinister. Sighing, The girl decided she should probably get to class already before she got a detention. On her way out the door, she grabbed a small backpack that had the name "Storm Herdale" engraved in gold lettering on the front.

I. Hate. This. School. The girl, Storm, muttered under her breath as she tried to find her first class, Elemental Control and Basics of Magic. After several agonizing minutes of searching, she finally found her classroom, A34. Storm stood outside the door and collected herself, adjusting the single strap on her backpack so it would be more comfortable before grabbing the handle and swinging the door outward. Here goes nothing. She thought, entering her first period classroom.

"Herdane?" She asked as she was running through the sheet of names and seating, her voice was a sweet sounding Dugazon-soprano. It was pure coincidence that she was present the moment Juni called her name, otherwise the teacher was told to give a detention, not that she really listened to most of the rules that went on in the school. She surveyed her icy eyes over the area, looking for a student with a raised hand, a wave, something that would give her notice to the fact that storm was present or even acknowledging her own existance.

Half the class was seated quietly and politely as they were placed in their desks, the portion of the rest were on the other side of the room, far side from the doors, and chatting or sitting. They were all around the training area, a large platform made of wood that was surrounded by padded walls, incase someone was thrown while in there. The wood on the floor and the walls themselves seemed to be worn and beaten to a pulp, but somehow they were still there and working just fine, no 'if''s, 'and's or 'but's about it. The area was about half the size of the class, 15feet by 13feet roughly, and had a good source of protection for those who were sparring, but nothing more. It was a mediocre practice room, but it was better than no room.

Juni's icy eyes traveled over the room, catching a few glances from the boys, which made her pinkish-red lips form into a smile, she found it funny, but had no interest in the teachers or students of this school. She looked over the desks, standard two piece desks with a seat, and found all the orderly students sitting right where they needed to be. She looked over to see the few students over by the doors, quite nice to be placed near Storm, for it made her look present and not tardy. Juni glanced at the bag and smiled a bit more as she saw the name.

"Herdane." She stated to Storm and pointed her slender index finger to the desk two rows back from Juni's desk, three seats right, closet to the doors, "your seat is there." She smiled softly to the student as her hand was still raised to the spot. "Hope you enjoy your spot." She mused with a slight soothe in her tone.

"Herdale." Storm stated blandly, walking over to the seat that the teacher, Ms. Katame her nameplate said, had pointed her perfectly manicured fingernails. She had noticed that the half of the students that sat by the doors were quiet and reserved like herself, while the rest were noisy and open. Maybe Ms. Katame did this for a good reason, maybe she did it because she could. Who knows.

Once in her seat, Storm took out a small ipod and plugged her headphones into the jack located at the top of the device. She pressed the play button and hard metal filled her ears, but wasn't hearable by the other classmates. Laying her head down, Storm ignored everyone else in the classroom besides herself and her music.

(Sorry mine are so short and non descriptive)

She chuckled gently as she noticed her error in stating Storm's last name. She took a pencil from the white coffee mug that rested not to far away from the name plaque. The mug was a standard handle mug with a little printing on it, the print was a calendar being turned and the words, "I hate mondays." on it just over the calendar in red block letters. "through fridays." was printed under it in the same red block lettering. She took out a dark blue pencil and scribbled the name, writing it out again with a smile to Storm, "I apologize, Ms. Herdale, they spelled it wrong on here." She commented and placed the pencil back into the mug.

After the seating was set and everyone was quiet, or quiet enough. She started to pull out papers from the top of her desk and started to pass them out column by column. She took one herself and placed the rest of the papers back on her desk. The paper itelf was a standard sized paper of 8x11 with a person on it meditating. The person itself was mainly a silhouette while there seemed to be blue limes representing veins, blue dots were put as a way to show pressure points. On the side of the paper, next to the figure, gave instructions on how to properly meditate, control and compose. She smiled a bit and looked over the papers herself before looking over the students.

"Now," she pipped up before the groans of the students started, "I didn't set this paper, this was made from the school's library and I'm not going to make you do this now, this is a practice sheet on explaining proper meditation, this is something I would like for you to do outside of class." She started to walk and smiled a bit as she studied over the paper. Her icy eyes scanned over it for a moment or two more before she looked up again, her eyes connecring with Storm as she was head down. She cleared her throat to get her attention, "Ms. Herdale, music will be allowed after I am done with our talk." She smiled a bit as she tapped the side of her head gently near her ear, her bangs that gave a good frame to her face was nearly in the way of the contact of her finger to her head, but it didn't matter, the gesture was good enough to know what she wanted.

Storm didn't notice the sheets that were being passed out, or that Ms. Katame was trying to get Storm to take her headphones out. Instead she just kept her headphones in, the song changing a minute or two later to a new song. She didn't notice the stares of students around her, all wondering why she was ignoring the teachers request for her to take her headphones out.

Juni was not annoyed, she was the person to never be annoyed by anything, at least not easily. She saw that Storm was very ignorant of the area and situation, with being a new student-or so she assumed-it was not much of a surprise that this would hapen. Juni was expecting someone to do this to her and she supposed that picking out dominance over the class was something she would have to do sooner than later, considering it would be more hectic later than now. The situation was a minimal one so it would't be like the class would be front and centre just because she decided to put down an enforcer at the first day, though it would definately help out for her.

She didn't walk over, but placed her papers and clip-board down on the desk she had. She turned to Storm while she was stationary in her chair, clearing her throat for a second and tapping the toe of her heel gently on the floor. As this happened, another Juni formed from the ground and flowed right next to Juni, looking identical to the original still at her desk. The students might have been in shock or surprise, but she wasn't playing attention to the students.

The clone of Juni walked over to Stationary Storm and leaned forward, ever so gently touching her elbow. But the act didn't seem as harmless to everyone else. It seemed like a gentle nudge. But inside Storm was a chilling touch and a blast of screams that sounded like Juni's, it was a shriek of pure anger that could have broken her ear drums if it went on any longer. It would certainly wake her up or at least would hope to be a jump start. Otherwise this would be a long class.

Storm thought everything was fine until something shockingly cold touched her elbow, shocking her to the floor with her hands to her ears. "GAH!" She practically screamed, her earbuds forgotten next to her on the floor. To a normal person Juni's touch would have been chilling and the scream tolerable but annoying, but to Storm the touch was like fire on her skin and the screams were ten times worse than she could bear. "Shit, Shit, Shit." She moaned, not caring that everybody in the class was staring at her or that there was actually two of Ms. Katame. Her hood had also fallen back to reveal her shockingly white hair and her equally shocking eyes and complexion, both of which she has no clue where she got them.

The clone of Juni was standing there with a soft smile, her face was not oo far away from Storm's. The icy blue eyes looked to her pail silver orbs, for it was the only thing she could look at with such poximity. Her pretty pink lips were formed into a smile that seemed oddly alluring and seductive, despite there was no reason to be. A soft laugh was made from the distance and it could be heard very clearly, despite the possible ringing in her ears that was sure to be fading soon.

"It's time to wake up." Juni comented smoothly and tersly to Storm as the class seemed to be dead quiet. It was odd, it seemed like everything around them was at a stand still and was no longer moving, for the time being. "You may sleep later after class is over, Or you and I can have sleeping arangements fixed up another time, for now I want you paying attention. You are here for a reason." She commented. Though it was weird to see Juni so coose and not move a muscle on her face and still be talking to Storm.

Storm glared intently at the, fake?, Ms. Katame and just got up, ignoring her additional comment. Feeling embarrassed, She tucked her headphones into her pocket and stared rather blankly at a point above the real Ms. Katame's shoulder, seemingly paying attention more than she was.

The ringing in her ears had faded into the dull throb of a headache, and the fire like sensation faded into a pins and needles sensation instead. Storm looked around at the other students in the classroom, noticing that they were all trying hard not to stare at her, but failing miserably.

(I feel like crap with these short posts.... I'm sorry for the shortness and lack of details, I'm a bit rusty since I haven't had internet for around three weeks)

Juni smiled a bit and leaned back against her desk, the clone of Juni getting up and walking back to the desk and doing the same thing, it was the two of them leisurely eased on the desk that made them seem like they were twins of the same moment. Except one of them talked, the other didn't seem to have much if a mouth, just lips.

"Now, Ms. Herdale," she commented softly while the clone watched the rest of the students, "there is no reason to panic or to be embarrassed. I won't punish you for this, though I should, and I will let this little slip up go. Just focus on the class, be prepared for whatever may come and I will be a pleased woman." She smirked a bit with her last words, she shouldn't be so wrong minded, especially with such an audience, but her nature is not something she controls.

The clone snapped a finger and the room seemed to be the same calm and slow atmosphere. The class was back to normal and most were confused why the student was standing. The room seemed to be frozen the whole time the two were in the midst of that. What kind of power was used there to keep that place frozen? Perhaps it was just an illusion. But what could be certain about this.

Juni took her clip-board and smiled a bit to the class as she looked around to the students. "So does anyone want to read the paper?" She asked softly, trying to bring the attention back to her instead. Looking back to Juni also was a interesting thing now that there was only one of them standing at her desk instead of having a mirror of her surveying the area.

Nodding absentmindedly, Storm sat back down in her desk as if in a trance. Her hair was disheveled from falling on the ground and she was probably blushing deeply from the embarrassment, unnoticed by everyone but her and the teacher. How had she frozen time like that? Could I possibly do that with enough practice. Questions rolled through her mind like a steamroller, the bigger ones always overpowering the smaller questions.

Lost in her own thoughts again, she hardly noticed the rest of the class around her. Just the teacher and her mysterious powers, which could be felt by everyone in the room at some degree. I have to find out what kind of powers she has if she can freeze time.... Storm's thoughts jumbled together until that single thought remained.

As Juni looked around and saw that no one wished to read the paper handed. She chuckled and nodded, "yeah, don't worry, I'm not to interested in reading any of this either." She placed the paper down on her desk with an elegant touch and turned back to the class, a smile on her pretty pink lips, "just place this on your desk or in a folder to use for a later date, for now I wish to see what all of you have as forms of control in the means of magic." She smiled more as she started to walk to the area all of the other kids sat at in the beginning of class. The sound of her heals clicking ever so gently on the floor was emanating over all other noise. It wasn't even a loud noise, but it was certainly the only one despite the people talking around the class. They didn't seem to make noises when talking either, just making lip movements.

She stepped onto the wooden platform that elevated above everyone and walked over the the center of the training room. She looked to the students with a smile and waved them to follow her onto the platform with a calm and slow gesture. She seemed to have a good lead on the class and knew what she was doing, but her way of getting around this stuff was odd and unorthodox, especially for a teacher with such a well formed and classy looking room. She never seemed like a person outside of being calm, collected, nice, and pleasant; but this was thrown out the window within the first few minutes of class.

"We'll just go right to practice, then, I don't think that it would be much a problem to see what you are capable of and what you can do." She mused to the idea practice and magic. She loved using magic and loved to tamper with illusion. She favored ice and could never remove herself from the idea of trying another element. She had a wonderful kind of power, but possibly only in her eyes. To the others of the world, she was probably crazy and destructive.

Few people came and went with their practice, making a ball of fire and playing with it, making a Light ball and making the class brighter. One student even use electric magic to make small sparks and light up a bulb in the users hand. Juni thought these were cute little impressions and giggled softly to each one, she applauded each impressions and moved on with the list until she stopped at one person.

"Ms. Herdale?" She looked up to Storm and smiled a bit more, gently waving her hand again in the same manner, "please, come show us what you can do." She commented with a smile, somewhat interested in what she had ability of doing, but only time and power could tell how well this would go for them.

Storm followed everyone else up onto the platform, preferring to stay in the back than be at the front. Her hair was no longer disheveled as she watched the demonstrations of powers from the other kids, a pit of orry growing in her stomach with each demonstration. Not a single kid had failed at showing some degree of power, each one showing at least a small bit with ease.

Biting the inside of her cheek, she hardly noticed when Ms.Katame waved her up on the stage. Stepping forward, she stuffed her hands in her pockets and stared down at the ground. She had never been able to control her powers, they only came out when she was emotional to an extreme degree. Shuffling her feet a bit, Storm muttered something like "Ican'tcontolmypower.", blushing deeply.

Juni nodded and smiled a bit, chuckling gently as she mentioned these words. "I'm certain you can't, but that is why you are here." She spoke gently, she signaled for everyone to back away from the area and pulled Storm closer. To her side, her touch was slightly less cold, not enough for damage to be made, just some chills. Her eyes were calm and quiet, matching her warming smile and giving a notion of calm.

"I know that you're a bit off with control and I am sure you are not the only one here. So I want you to try and make a good impression with your powers. Just stay within this area and be careful." She gently rubbed her shoulder with her slender hand., then motioned her to move into the centre of the training area.

She motioned everyone to back away, to which all the students followed their orders and moved back into the class again. Juni stood at the edge of the training room, more prepared to stop a problem from occurring if it were to. She just stood in wait with a smile on her pretty pink lips. Her eyes were calm and quiet, matching her warming smile and an odd, yet welcoming, expression. She was certainly aiming to comfort, but how much good will come ofit?

Storm nodded, still paying just a little attention to the teacher while zoning out at the same time. She hadn't noticed that she had gotten pulled closer to Ms. Katame, or that all the students backed into the classroom.

Now actually listening, Storm nodded and moved into the center of the training area. How will I stop it if it gets too bad again. She wondered, her mind flashing back to the last time she had used her powers at her last school. It had still been snowing badly when she had left.

Taking a deep breath, she let all her emotions she tried so hard to suppress boil under the surface of her skin. She clenched and unclenched her fists, her face a mask. Suddenly as Storm unclenched her fist one last time, ice spread from her fingers to the floor. It spread all across the training area and the classroom, going up the walls and stopping before it got to the ceiling.

Juni watched her prepare for this work and wondered what she was really aiming to do. perhaps this was some sort of meditation, perhaps she had some kind of power she was storing the whole time, maybe it was emotion based and she was breaking some sort of wall of emo-

Before she could finish the rest of her thought, she felt the cold flowing from her body and now exiting her, quickly escaping the vassal it had held inside for so long burst from her body and onto the ground, then spread quickly to the floor and then to the class. She watched the people around them quickly freeze and halt their actions as they were solidified quite quickly before they could even make due with something to try and fix the problem.

The room was now a full fridge, though it probably only effected everyone but the two standing in the training room. Juni was slightly shocked and confused, she turned around and looked to everyone with worry on her face. She saw that everyone was frozen and quickly turned to Storm, placing her hand on her and freezing her feet to the ground. She moved out to the people and quickly defrosted them-her being with such powers of ice magic, she simply had to touch them to gain control. In fact, the floor beneath her was defrosting with every touch she made with her heels. She started to maintain the room with her control as she walked around and cleared it.

After everyone was cleaned up from the miniature problem, she walked to Storm-frozen in place or not she would most definitely be standing still-and patted her shoulder gently.

"I think the two of us should have a chat after class, you need some work on your control." She gently spoke to Storm as she leaned forward. Her voice was a seductive and smooth as normal, though it seems now that she can't fix this problem.

Storm watched as each student was frozen solid, their faces stuck in the exact expression they had the moment before Storm released her power. I knew it was a bad idea, yet I still agreed to do it. Storm thought as Ms. Katame came up to her and froze her feet to the ground, preventing her from going anywhere. Even if she had wanted to and had complete control over her powers she wouldn't have, she needed to know if the rest of the students were ok.

Watching Ms. Katama walk around the classroom, her feet leaving trails of unfrozen ice wherever she walked, Storm watched as she unfroze each student and checked for more serious damage. It looked as if everybody was ok, this time.

Storm nodded, noticing that the ice around her feet was thawed as Ms. Katame spoke to her. "Yes Ms. Katame." She mumbled, walking over to the back of the classroom and sitting down in the very last seat in the corner.