Turns out, there was a fifth person. She didn’t talk to or acknowledge anyone. All she did was silently grab her plate and go back into her room.

When Willow asked, Amber just shook her head sadly.

“No one really knows her. She’s just… there. She’s like, super advanced though and has a dragon of her own.”

Willow’s eyes widened.

“Her own dragon? Really? Wow! Have you ever seen her dragon?” Willow said, leaning forward in her chair for the answer.

“Yeah, I have. It’s gorgeous. He has dark scales and amber eyes that almost seem as if they are piercing into your soul.”

“What’s his name?”

“Him. And his name is Midnight.”

Willow sat back; her immediate questions answered.

“You all! We’ve got to go! We’ll be late!” Violet told them, standing up with her plate. She put it in the sink, and the others followed suit.

When they arrived at Skymaster, it took the breath away from Willow. (It always seemed to do that sort of thing) It was made of polished marble, had stained glass in the windows, and it had four towers on each side.

She opened the door, and it was just like the exterior! The floor was redwood, had high marble walls, and crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling. There were many corridors leading in different directions.

She looked at the schedule that she had recently found in the map. 1. Balance-Beginner Room: A-1 it said.

Okay, where is A-1? She thought, taking out the map of her school that magically showed where she was.

She was so focused on the map that she accidentally bumped into someone.

Willow helped her up and apologized.

She found her class. She opened the door and there was stuff everywhere. There were beams that hung from the ceiling, and something that probably was supposed to simulate riding a dragon.

She sat at one of the desks that were scattered around the room. She and her roommates had compared schedules during dinner, and Willow had class with none of them. The bell rang.

“Everybody! Today we are going to work on our balance.” The teacher said in a high voice. “First, get in two lines, make them even!”

Everybody followed her instructions. Willow was in the first line, second in the front. She was annoyed that she was so close to the front.

“Now! Everyone! Class! The first person, step forward. By the way,, my name is Ms. D No, I am not going to say what the D stands for.” The class snickered. The teacher, or Ms. D, called, gesturing with her hands for them to come forward.

The boy in front of me, an auburn-haired boy, stepped forward.

“Now, you boy! Go to that. And you, girl, go over here.” The boy in Willow’s line moved to the simulator. The girl in the other line moved to the beam. “Right! Now, you, girl, and other girl! Girl one move to this one! And girl two this one.” Willow moved to the second simulator and the other girl walked the second beam.

The rest of class continued like that until everyone had had a turn on both the simulator and the beam. Ms. D glanced at the hourglass on the table. The last of the sand was trickling through. Right on time!

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“All right everyone! Time to head to next class!” She shouted.

Willow proceeded to leave with the rest of the class.

She entered her next class, care, and the auburn hair was with her. He was her partner, too. Her next class, also with her. Next one, he was next door. But in her last class he was with her again and she knew that he was up to something.

She had just come back from the bathroom when she saw the note that said,

Meet me at the green bird dorm ten hourglass out

Willow smiled a little as she knew who it was from. The Auburn-haired boy. She frowned slightly as she realized that she didn’t know where the dorms were. She realized that hourglasses mean time, probably.

She realized that she could just ask her dorm mates then shrugged and sat down.

After class was over, she queried her dorm mates about her questions. They explained that the time here is strange. School lasts until 12:00 and there are twelve hourglasses to represent 12 hours. Each time an hourglass is out, an hour has passed.

She also asked about the dorms. They explained that there was two types of dorms. The drakes, which are the boys, and the wyrms, which are the girls.

Each dorm has a color of the rainbow in accordance to it. For instance, they were the blue wyrm.

When the 10th hourglass was out, Willow felt ready. She had put on the nicer-looking weekend outfit and set off to Auburn-hair’s dorm.

When she arrived, Mr. Auburn was there, calmly waiting for her. She smiled. That was sweet of him, Willow thought.

“Follow me,” Mr. Auburn said sweetly, reaching out his hand.

“Why should I follow a stranger?”

“Am I a stranger?”

“Uhm… Yeah you totally are. I don’t even know your name.”

“Fair enough.” He smirked. “But not here. Now actually follow me.”

Willow sighed, giving in, as she knew that arguing would get her nowhere. She took his outstretched hand and grinned broadly.

He took her to a treehouse of sorts. He gracefully pulled a lever and a ladder fell.

“Ladies first.” Mr. Auburn said, bowing majestically. Rolling her eyes, Willow climbed up.

The first thing she noticed was the treehouse was not made of marble. The other stuff she noticed was that there were two comfortable-looking chairs, a round table, with a separate connected porch with a bucket that had been filled with water, and a paper on the wall. She glanced at the title: *To do list*

Mr. Auburn followed her, standing in front of the paper before Willow got a chance to read the contents. “Take a seat,” he said, gesturing curtly to one of the chairs. She sat in the chair facing the paper accordingly.

He sat in the chair opposite her, blocking the paper again.

“Will you finally tell me what your name is, Mr. Mysterious? or Mr. Auburn hair, as I like to call you?” Willow said, leaning slightly to the right to see that paper.

“Yes. Well, my name is-” He was cut off by a loud BOOM! That rattled the few windows as red light shone through. “GO!” Mr. I-STILL-haven’t-heard-that-name screamed, pointing to a pole in the very right corner.

Willow darted towards it, pushing over her chair by accident. She streakedlid down the pole, with the back of her mind screaming, WHY?!??! I JUST WANTED HIS NAME! I DIDN’T ASK FOR THIS TO HAPPEN!! She mentally nodded, barely containing herself.

“I’ll be right behind you, just run as fast as you can, and DO NOT look back!” Mr. Why-can’t-I-hear-your-name yelled over his shoulder.

She followed his brief instructions, and ran for her life. She was screaming in fear. She didn’t slow until she got back to her dorm and was inside, breathing heavily.

She slowly walked back to her room, collapsing on the bed out of exhaustion. She quietly cried to herself in her bed. She let her pulse calm down before she wondered why she couldn’t look back. She shrugged it off, wanting not to think about such things until she got a good night’s sleep.

Eventually she fell into a fitful sleep.