Sparring knights

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Day 1

“Again, Again, Again!” I heard my teacher say as I was sparring with my brother. I have always wanted to be a knight, but I am just a peasant. No hero goes to a nobody school on the planet of Chryueli. The closest thing to being a heroic knight is protecting someone from the school bully, Jack, and got a cut on my cheek. My name is Julius Drake, and I am sixteen. I am sparring my brother, Harry, in a wooden weapons match at my school, the school of battle and magic. As you can tell by the name,we have experience with weapons and a little with magic. Only thirty percent of our classes are educational. Everyone here are boys and love violence and we have to train at least one beastly pet. I chose a griffin. Harry chose a young chimera, a stupid choice.By the next week, our bedroom will be destroyed.

As I said, there are no girls at my school, other than teachers. That is why I am surprised that a girl just qualified into our school! The girl said her name was Lauren and as soon as she came she came up to me. “My name is Hazel, come with me please,” She wasn’t shy at all. and for some reason she took me to the boys rest room. “Drake! You are the chosen one, our hero. He’s back!” she whispered sharply. “What? did my sister Emily ask you to prank me?” she had to be pranking me. Simply she said “There are no pranks. The king is back…” Suddenly someone, Harry, walked in. Hazel muttered some words and became a boy. “You’re good at spells.” I whispered. She thanked me for the compliment. “Is everything okay? asked Harry. “Yeah I’m fine. Just talking to uh… James here.” They greeted each other. Harry left. “Hazel turned back to her normal self. You are the only one that can save us from the vampire kings. I’ll give you more details later.” She noticed the cut on my cheek and touched me on my cheek. “We’re counting on you!” As she left the room I noticed that my face was healing. Dang, my face was looking cool with that. I also notice how powerful her magic was. Wow, and she was dreamy too. Blond hair, weird-pointy ears, eyes changing from blue to yellow-that’s strange, but cool. She was in great shape too. I went to the bathroom for while lost in my thoughts.

As soon as I walked out of the door of the bathroom, Harry slammed me against the wall. “What the heck Drake, I called dibs on Hazel. You tink !” “She touched me and healed my wound with her magic, it wasn’t my fault.” ” I know you’re up to something, hiding something from me. We are twins, I know you more than anyone. Plus I have a way to find out almost everything you are doing.” “I know how to block your mind reading spell, and you know it. I said it wasn’t my fault.” Harry smiled. “It isn’t the spell, it’s something else,” he pushed me and started walking away. “And this means war!”

I fell to sleep thinking about how Harry had a chance to get almost any girl he wanted his age. He had brown hair, starting to grow facial hair, blue eyes, buff, and he had scars to show off. Harry would always get in fights with the bullies too, he’s only lost to Jack the Skinner. A punk that is in my grade. Back to the point, I look kind of like Harry, except I don’t have visible facial hair, I don’t have cool scars (at least not anymore), and I’m not as strong. After those thoughts I soon ended my day, falling asleep. ZZZ…