Chapter 12: XII · I Want Gold. Give Me Gold!
Mass release: 7/25
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"I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to look at you, I don't want to even breath the same air as you. Is that enough for you to understand? Shall I try in German? Maybe Greek?"
Even Dior and Saoirse gasped in dismay at her daring words. He definitely did, given how his jaw dropped and his eyes darkened, his hands clenching into fists, and his eyes turned into extremely thin slits, like when a feline is in a bad mood, offended.
"I think that cleaned it up, right?" She mocked him further. "I am no bitch trying to get your shitty attention by playing hard to get, ignoring you. Get that inside your head. I want nothing to do with you. Stay on your side, I'll stay on mine, because if we cross paths, it will not end good. You lived your whole life in that place at the top, surrounded by the protection of your lil circle of phoenixes and some shit I couldn't care less about. So, do us both a favor and stay there, nestled away from the actual hardships of the real world, like the spoiled nepo-brat you are."
Inhaling and exhaling deeply, she blinked, and her eyes widened as she realized she didn't explode, then down to her bracelets.
"Oh my Goddesses!" She cried loudly. "Jade, Peridot, you see this? You… oh my Goddesses," she raised her wrists up, staring at it, then burst out into laughter, feeling tears welling up in her eyes.
"What the hell?" Someone gasped, but she couldn't care less.
"Is she insane or something?" Another asked.
But Saoirse smiled softly looking at her, "She was never able to get angry like this. To just… explode like we do. Exploding and scream and voicing her anger like this meant destruction to her, it meant putting the lives of everyone around her in danger. A city even, if small sized."
"Saoirse," Emerald cried, turning to her with a big smile on, but as Saoirse smiled back, she remembered they weren't friends anymore and her smile died, then she swallowed and looked away, back to her wrists. "That's bittersweet," she said under her breath. "I…" she turned to the headmaster who was eyeing her weirdly. "Hey, don't look at me as if I belonged in a psych ward, old man. I long lost the luxury of being able to just get angry like this with no consequences, okay? Let me enjoy."
He scoffed, "I didn't said anything. I'm just stunned at how you are actually unstable as you just said. Seems like you're going to need some extra mental care. I also never seen anyone be volatile enough to be unable to get angry without hurting someone with their power."
Shit, I showed too much. Not my fault if that jerk pissed me off. Hah, how could he suggest fucking me like that? Selene help me, my father is right here, even if they don't know. I'm his master's daughter, damn it. "I am not your normal witch," she scoffed. "And I'm not saying in a sense of oh-I'm-crazy-and-not-like-the-other-girls-you-have-met, not in a pick-me way. I'm just… well, the word would be a freak," she chuckled.
"Your mental instability said that much!" The headmaster mocked.
"How did you meet Dior and her daughter,… Emerald?" Her dad asked and when he tried to hold her left forearm, Jade and Peridot hissed.
"No!" She yelled at the serpents.
["But he wassssss gonna grab you,"] they hissed together.
"I said no!" She hissed in such a deadly way that even Lord Rhys felt chills down his spine, which meant everyone, including her father, did too. Though she didn't even notice her effect on them, she never does. But that was enough to make the serpents recoil, and she let out a sigh of relief, anxiety creeping in again. "Choose your battles," she told them. "This one ain't yours. He's a Chancellor, do you wanna get me killed?" He will kill me if he knows it's me.
"How did you meet these… beasts, Emerald?" He tried again.
Clenching her jaw, she swallowed her fear, trying to sound as much as a normal person would, "I was starving, they got me food, we bonded."
Dior choked on a laughter, but swallowed, "Oh, Gods."
"You were starving?" Her father gasped.
Hah, I doubt he would act like this if he knew it's me. "Didn't you hear Dior? I am an orphan, I've been on my own since I was a child. What do you think orphans go through in the streets?" She mocked. "I'm a brown antisocial witch with anger issues and an explosive power. I'm THE outcast. I hiss more than I speak, and I have no patience for non-magical humans, even less magical ones. Only Selene and Nyx know what I had to go through survive until I became an orphan in Australia."
"You wanna know how I met Saoirse?" She mocked. "She was the first human, magical and non-magical, to save my life. I hadn't eaten in more than a month, I had barely drank any water, I was malnourished, under-weight, I had made it until 17 and I thought I was going to die. Saoirse found me nearly dead, in the edges of a forest in freaking Australia which is the same as being throw in the mouth of a monster's den, with a horrible fever in the middle of winter, she took me in, took care of me, helped me build a place to live in the woods, and kept helping me every time she was home. That's how!" It's the truth.
"Then why aren't you friends anymore?" Emerald recognized the girl as Florence instantly, not just by her Korean features and uniform, but by her dark blue hair.
"That doesn't concern you," she hissed at the girl. "Whatever did happen between me and her, is between me and her. And for all I know, you are nothing to her, neither to me. That cuts you out of the list of people who deserve any kind of word from me, Florence Mangjeol Savva!"
Florence narrowed her eyes, "How do you know who I am?"
"Blue hair, purple uniform, Korean, tattooed, looks like trouble," Emerald cocked an eyebrow, since her eyebrows can be seen above the eyeglasses. "Tall, small boobs, slim, tiny waist, pale. It's all I know."
The girl turned cherry red, "My boobs ain't small."
Tilting her head, she stared down at her own tits, then back to the girl's, staring shamelessly, then to her face that was now fuming. "Mine are bigger, they ain't big in my eyes, thus yours are small. In a sense that they are smaller than mine, not small overall. I can only compare to mine, those are the only breasts I see constantly." She said bluntly. "I don't want to offend your body or anything. In fact, you're very pretty. Your boobs suit you and bring the attention to your tiny waist and wide hips. It's attractive."
Florence's eyes widened, "What the," she gasped. "Are you hitting on me now? I have a boyfriend, don't flirt with me."
She blinked confused, "I complimented you, I didn't flirt with you. Neither did I hit on you, I didn't even touch you. I just cleared up what'd look like me offending a fellow witch. I don't do that kind of shit. Besides, I am not into girls. And even if were, you wouldn't be my type." A wave of shocked and mocking gasps took over the crowd, and Emerald cursed. "Not that you're unattractive, because you are very attractive, but because of personal preference."
"You are making it worse," Dior chuckled.
"Fuck off, Dior," she snapped annoyed. "Okay, maybe I do offend a woman in special," she turned to Florence, who's jaw was slack. "But I guess my Goddesses won't mind this one. Anyways, that's how Saoirse described you to me about an hour ago."
"She only told you about us an hour ago?" The blonde boy gasped.
"They left the less important things at last. Didn't sound interesting to me," she mocked in the bluntest way possible. "I take that you're Rowan Kayserling Hrisoverghi. Well, duh, Emerald," she mocked herself, "he's the only blonde dude in their lil cult."
"Cult?" He squeaked offended. "What kinda shit did you feed her?"
"Shit? Well, that would be info on you, peacock," she mocked him.
["I though the plan wassssss not to messsssss with them!"] Jade chuckled amused. ["Not complaining. I love chaossssss."]
"Well, too late," Emerald chuckled anxiously and took a sip of her drink that was very… ineffective. Then, since everything was already chaotic, she began to sing the song that was on her mind, not giving a shit anymore, "I'm friends with the monster, that's under my bed. Get along with the voices, inside of my head. You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath. And you think I'm crazy, and you think I'm crazy, well that's not fair," she sang The Monster by Eminem and Rihanna, dancing with her shoulders softly, then she paused to drink more of the tea potion.
["I want to eat gold. Give me gold,"] Peridot insisted.
"Peridot," she growled. "You can't eat gold. Stop."
"Oh, heavens, she's nuts and a ticking bomb. Amazing," Lord Rhys gasped, covering his mouth with his hand. "At least she can sing," his last remark made everyone gasp.
"I can do anything," she grinned wolfishly.
"Can you leave?" He giggled anxiously.
"Of course, after you measure my power. The old witch told me I will get a single room, I like privacy," she tilted her head, as if she hadn't just affronted all the new witches and wizards in the Snake House.
And to make it worse, she got back to singing.
Another Rihanna song. "Na, na, na, na, come on. Na, na, na, come on. Na, na, na, na, na, come on. Na, na, na, come on, come on, come on. Na, na, na, na. It's so good being bad. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. There's no way I'm turning back. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh," but before she could keep on singing S&M, the headmaster gave in.
"Gods have mercy on me, and I thought Simon was a pain in the ass," he growled. "Fine. Fine. Fine, we'll measure your power and see if you're really all that, or just another arrogant kid with severe mental illness. Look at you as if you should be in a psych ward? Emerald, you should be in a psych ward!"
Ignoring his offense, she kept singing, just to provoke him because she was already there anyways. "Cuz I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it. Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but chains and whips excite me. Na, na, na, come on, come on, come on. I like it, like it, come on, come-" Saoirse again, was there with her hand firmly shutting Emerald up.
"She's not usually like this, I," gasping, she jumped away from her when Emerald bit her hand.
"I didn't even get to the best part of the song," she snapped and got back to singing. "Ohhh, I love the feeling, you bring to me, when you turn me on. It's exactly what I've been yearning-"
"Gods, someone use a spell this ill girl up, please. I'll give you 5 extra points on the finals if you do. Just make her stop," in no time, Saoirse quickly threw the silencing spell on her, and jumped away before Jade or Peridot could bite her, gasping. "There you go, you got 5 points on your finals, Saoirse. Just pick the professor whose subject you want the points on later, and-"
Saoirse chuckled anxiously, "No need to think. Mr. Grayson Qin."
This bitch really- Emerald glared at her, and don't she couldn't see it, she could feel her glare burning her skin. She shut me up for points? For real? Hah, I'll pay her back for this.
["Let me bite her. I've been dying to bite her,"] Jade begged.
I don't want her dead, Jade, Goddesses above. Emerald groaned.
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