《Red Moon: The Beginning》Chapter 1 Part two
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After Roxanne's last class, she went down to the cafeteria to find Dawn. The cafeteria was at the end of Westwood Academy and easily can be seen. The reason for this was it rather extravagant decoration and its rather large size that can fit 2 full houses. Dawn, as always, was in the left counter of the cafeteria sitting with Michael Harrison II, Dawn's frequent companion though out the 4 years in the academy. Why he there that is something that Roxanne doesn't know.
Roxanne enters the cafeteria and immediately can feel the stares of her fellow classmates. It seems they found out about the letter, she thought. She takes her steps slowly toward Dawn table and everyone including the teachers from the second floor was quiet.
Finally when Roxanne gets to her table. She slowly sits herself down in between Dawn and Michael. Then people started to talk again but this time it was loud. They start to talk behind her back thinking that she cannot hear them.
"Why she gets to go," whined the girl behind Roxanne.
"Isn't dangerous for us to be around the other Immugus race."
"She won't survive, not even a day."
"She not that talented."
Hands slam on the table. Everyone was silent and looking at Roxanne standing up with her hands clench up to a fist. Roxanne looks at every one of their faces and can not help to feel this hot boiled of anger.
"I know that y'all think of me as an outsider and I know that you see me as an abomination, but this is the opportunity of a lifetime," Roxanne explained.
"Yes, it's dangerous and I don't know that I would survive," Roxanne continues, "But you, me, and everyone else in the world know that we are at the bottom of the food chain. That we are limited with our powers and never use our full potential.
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Roxanne pause to look at the second floor where the headmistress was sitting at and continues to explain.
"The headmistress chose me to go because I can withstand the criticism and the hatred but...," She smiled making others around her feel more conformable. "This is possibly our only chance as the next generation of our parents and grandparents to bring peace to the immugus and the human race like before. And also prove that we are immugus and human and that we are good enough to stand by them."
Silence fills the cafeteria but soon after one clap for Roxanne's speech and that someone is the headmistress herself. The headmistress finish clapping and stands up to get her student's full attention.
"That was a wonderful speech Roxanne, "said the headmistress praised Roxanne. She sits back down, and Roxanne did the same.
Everyone talks among themselves again obviously still talking about Roxanne going to Dulore and the possibility that she might die.
Dawn slaps her hand on Roxanne's shoulders which causes her to wince in pain.
"Well you try your best," said Dawn try to comfort Roxanne by giving her two more shape slaps.
"Can you stop doing that," Roxanne yelped as she moves shoulder to the side.
Dawn simply smiled at Roxanne but quickly gone away when Roxanne kicked her shin.
"Ouch!"
Dawn rub her shin and said, "I deserved that." In which makes Roxanne simile.
"I think they should've listened to you," Michael commented.
"Ah finally you speak up," said Dawn as she put her arm around Michael's shoulder.
Roxanne scoffed, "They would never listen to a mage." And this disappoints Roxanne. How can she bring peace among the students of Dulore when mages are banned in society?
"They just suspect you are a mage. They are jealous of your ability as a Healer," Dawn explained, "And besides there a difference of being a mage and being a powerful witch."
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Roxanne looks at Dawn expectantly and Dawn looks right back to her.
Dawn points at Roxanne and said, "You have to do the same there as you do over here. You are a witch. A powerful witch with the capabilities of a mage. The other students in Dulore don't know any better than the adults because they never meet a mage before."
Dawn's plan sounds convening, and she was right. Roxanne did it here why she can't do it there.
"But I have not decided to go yet, so what's the point of planning," Roxanne signed.
There was silence between three of them until their food arrives by the servers. The severs put down spaghetti for Roxanne, a turkey sandwich for Dawn, and salad for Michael. Before eating Michael decide to speak.
"Do you wanted to go to Dulore," Michael whisper afraid that Roxanne would yell at him.
"To be honest... I would like to go," Roxanne admitted. Both Dawn and Michael sharply turned their heads.
"Why," Dawn blurted out.
Roxanne looks down and looks back up again and said, "It's my home. It where I came from," She pause and look at Dawn with teary eyes. No matter how sad Roxanne is she will never let it fall not even once. "Sometimes I miss it. Sometimes I wonder. Sometimes I even ask how my family and where are they ... but back then I thought I would never go back home. I guess now that I have the opportunity to go back. Now I wonder why I would give away this opportunity that can possibly bring my family together again," Roxanne shakes her head, "But there is a risk of me being there."
Roxanne digs in her food while staring at the wall. Michael gives a shrug to Dawn, but she looks back at Roxanne out of concern.
Can I..., Roxanne thought.
The rest of dinner time flew past fast and Roxanne can only remember the possibilities of going back to Dulore. Roxanne went back to her room and laid down on her bed. She let out a large breath and turned towards the photo on the nightstand. She grabs the photo and looks at the two figures. Every time that Roxanne looks at this photo it brings her comfort. So, Roxanne brings the photo to her chest and eventually went to sleep.
When Roxanne wakes up. Light from her windows shines upon her and her photo is missing from her arms. She quickly gets off the bed and looks for the photo. Eventually, she found it under the bed unharmed. She grabs the photo put on her nightstand and quickly grabs her everyday clothes.
When she finishes getting dress and school supplies packed. She glances at her photo once more and realized something that she never thought before.
I can do this, she thought. The more she looks at the photo. The more she believes in herself and knowing that this opportunity would bring her more happiness than Westwood Academy. This brings a rare simile an upon her face.
Not realizing that time had passed. The academy bell rings for the first class. This wakes Roxanne out of her daze. She quickly grabs her school supplies and makes a quick check before going to class. In the flash, Roxanne went out the door in a rush. Knowing that this would be her last day.
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