The Grass was a green kinda green. The Same green grass tended to be, in my experience. I was lying flat on my back in a sea of it, all perfect green, in front of the dormitories. There was a line to get in as usual. Here at Menzai, all the kids had to get scanned before entering the Seaward Student housing. I wasn't waiting twenty minutes staring at the back of some other kid's head to get patted down and tagged over, so I waited on the grass, letting the cool wind molest me, hoping the line would die down in a few minutes.
The Tennis match had ended 2 hours ago, and I had spent that time at the student library, balled up in a nice, hard oak seat with Riconzi in my lap. I had to say I was in kind of a good mood, almost dazed by the day's events. The disspell I used at the tennis court, the people in the crowd's reaction, the effectiveness of it all. It hit me just as the burst of light energy must have hit the two brawling boys on the field. I was getting good, and Rizo was the reason why.
The Sun was steadily setting, and people and music were bantering around me. I could relax for a minute, cause as soon as I got upstairs, I was in for more studying, more learning, more improving. Yeah, I'm a nerd…I guess. If the noise in the C-ward wasn't too bad tonight, I'll study right up until 'Deconcentration." With another huge Spell book under my head like a hard pillow, I turned to watch one of the Security guards run a Thyno scanner over a blond girl who stood impatiently waiting till the red light went green to let her pass. Thyno's are scanners used to scan for restricted para-implementation devices. Or should I say magical tools? I guess I should. The other scanner is a medical and chemical detector. Such items are restricted in Dorms; both Seaward and Skyward Student Housing facilities are designated as restricted areas, which means no spells, no machines, no superpowers, and no fighting. The Dorms are the only place in the school where the kids seem at their most normal.
Though it is a little disappointing that I can't practice some cauldrons and incantations in the dorm, I understand why that rule exists. The tennis court was a mess after today's activity, but other parts of the school have suffered worse consequences after a fight. If the dorms weren't bound, we wouldn't have a dorm. Plain and simple. We would light the whole place up with magic and machinery, we'd have to all sleep in the woods somewhere because the dorms would never survive. Besides, the truth is, with that much freedom, I'd get lazy anyway. I wouldn't practice couldren's or incantations or blah blah if it was so easy to. I'd be asleep, listening to music all night or watching reruns in the lounge or something.
I wasn't looking forward to the night, though, I had a lot of studying to do and the noise before deconcentration was defening. Deconcentration is also known among the students as "lock up", it starts 10 pm on the dot. First, we're told to go to our rooms by the R.A. and the Assistant R.A., and our doors are locked for an hour. During that hour, our rooms are pumped with some sorta gas that makes us sleepy, and all the lights are dimmed, and soft music plays in the hallway. I'm serious, like elevator music, Elton John kind of shit. That's deconcentration. Most of us are knocked out asleep by 11pm. Since I have practically no bodily tolerance, I'm usually snoring by 10:15
Sigh. Yes, this is home. My sweet Menzai home. This school was supposedly made for the strongest and brightest kids in the world. A perfect school on a perfect Island, where the grass is always a green kinda…grass..green.
This school, this plant, this was home.
But how long will it be before I-(we)-I get chased away from here too?