Happy chuckles, "it's really nice meeting Buch's one and only good friend".
"I will really love it of you all pay attention in class", the smiling teacher looks directly at me as she said those words.
"Today we will start with the basic, and after we morph into the main power controlling".
The class is awash with colors of the different sizes, most swirls while others dance.
She motions for some students to bring a table with twelve unlit candles on it.
"We will start with the witches and fire starters", she calls out the names of eleven witches and fire starters in our mist, "High prince Buchim, please of you will join them".
I look around in fright, my eyes meeting that of the gleaming mistress.
"Me?" I ask to be sure am the one she's talking to.
"Yes you", she smiles, "as you've not yet unleashed your powers, we don't know on which category you fell on, it's only fitting if you join the entire groups in practicing for today. Who knows if you will discover your powers today".
Her words would have made a lot of sense to me if am not the one who's on the hot seat.
"Okay", I slowly rose from my seat. I shared a look with Happy and Kwofo, who seems to share my nervousness with me, before I proceeded to stand with the others.
Its funny I happen to be the only guy in the mist of eleven girls; it's actually comical when you think of it because if not for the manly robe am putting on today, you would have classified me as a female.
"For fire starters, their powers comes from deep inside them, the way it is unleashed defers from the other magical Elements", she walks round the table, with us in the middle.
" To fully master the arts of Fire starting, you have to focus on your inner being. Your focus should be entirely on your source of power", she moves to stand in front of us, " with your eyes closed, picture a little fire deep in you".
I inhaled deeply before closing my eyes like the others.
"Picture the little fire", she says
I pictured a little fire, but instead of a little fire what appeared was more like an inferno.
"Allow the fire to move round your body", her voice flits into my subconsciousness, "allow it to freely move and grow".
The hot fire in my body started moving fast as if dancing to a tune only it is privy of.
"Allow it to slowly dance round your body",
Slowly dance?
My fire is freaking dancing like a pro.
"The more faster it dances, the more power you possess", she says, " now picture the fire leaving your finger tip, channel the entire power to the candle in front of you".
i point my finger towards where I know the candle will be, but instead of my crazy dancing fire to race slowly, it zoomed with enough force I blinked my eyes open.
My breathes leaving me in gasps.