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others. You’ll figure it out.”
Eva turned to leave but I grabbed her arm. She looked at me, puzzled. “I don’t think I ever thanked you for coming back for me. You saved my life.”
“I like it better when you owe me one,” she said. “Now get to sleep.”
We waved at T-Rex as he left with Eva. Will and I climbed into our beds. After the craziness of the last day, lying down in an actual bed felt amazing.
I closed my eyes and felt my aching bones settle into the mattress. I then took a deep breath, and let sleep wash over me.
What felt like a second later, a great crashing sound filled the air. I leapt out of bed, ready to battle whatever monster was making such an outlandish noise. But instead of a monster, I saw three older boys walking down the middle aisle of the beds, banging swords on metal shields and making a racket. Pale strands of first light filtered in through the windows.
“Come on! Up and at ‘em,” one of the boys cried.
“Bunch ‘a pansies. Sleep is for the weak. Let’s go!” said another.
I swung my legs out of bed and was rewarded with Will’s feet smacking the top of my head as he crawled out of the upper bunk.
“Sorry,” Will mumbled. “Hey, did you get one of these?” He held out a folded set of black clothes. The same style Eva and Daniel had worn.
I searched my bed and found my own set underneath my blanket. “Yeah, I’ve got a pair.”
“So cool,” Will said. “So freaking cool!”
I smiled at Will’s enthusiasm, thinking for the hundredth time how thankful I was to have him on this journey with me. I wondered how T-Rex was doing in the Ratling’s dorm.
As if on cue, a deep bell sounded outside. Everyone stopped in mid-activity, then made a mad dash to the windows and doors to look outside.
“Who is it?” mumbled a dozen different voices. “Who’s missing?”
“Strange; it’s first thing in the morning,” someone else said.
Will and I followed along and went outside just as the second chime reached our ears. Of course, we already knew who it was. In the distance, perched awkwardly on a boulder in the center of the training field, T-Rex struck a large bell for the third time with a heavy-looking, two-handed hammer. Bacho stood next to him and helped him down.
“Just what we need—another Ratling,” a thin hunter with red hair mumbled.
“What’d ya think?” asked a squat, muscular boy with terrible acne. “That he was goin’ for tha Cave ‘a Trials? That’s a lark.”
“Makes sense,” a hunter said nearby. “The fat one never would have made it.”
“I doubt any of them will make it,” said someone else in the crowd. The hunters nearest us looked embarrassed by the comment. Will stepped forward but I held him back by the arm. The last thing we needed was to get into a fight on our first day of school.
Within seconds of the last bell, the room was back to being a flurry of activity. Soon, there wasn’t a single person left in their bed; everyone was busy putting on their clothes and stretching the sheets tight on their mattresses. Will jumped down to the floor beside me. “You’ve got to make your bed,” he said. “Hurry up.”
I made the bed quickly. It was easy enough because I had slept so hard that I don’t think I actually moved once during the night. Will had found out from one of the boys that the bathroom was in the back, so we went there and waited in line. No one spoke to us, but there was no shortage of curious looks and sidelong glances. After we had our turn in the bathroom, we followed the migration of boys out of the barracks and into the courtyard.
The Academy looked completely different by day. While the flicker of campfires and torches the night before had made the courtyard seem mysterious and foreboding, the bright morning light made it look more like a working farm than a secret hideout for monster hunters. Well, a working farm with extensive fortifications and battlements, that is.
The layout of
Eva turned to leave but I grabbed her arm. She looked at me, puzzled. “I don’t think I ever thanked you for coming back for me. You saved my life.”
“I like it better when you owe me one,” she said. “Now get to sleep.”
We waved at T-Rex as he left with Eva. Will and I climbed into our beds. After the craziness of the last day, lying down in an actual bed felt amazing.
I closed my eyes and felt my aching bones settle into the mattress. I then took a deep breath, and let sleep wash over me.
What felt like a second later, a great crashing sound filled the air. I leapt out of bed, ready to battle whatever monster was making such an outlandish noise. But instead of a monster, I saw three older boys walking down the middle aisle of the beds, banging swords on metal shields and making a racket. Pale strands of first light filtered in through the windows.
“Come on! Up and at ‘em,” one of the boys cried.
“Bunch ‘a pansies. Sleep is for the weak. Let’s go!” said another.
I swung my legs out of bed and was rewarded with Will’s feet smacking the top of my head as he crawled out of the upper bunk.
“Sorry,” Will mumbled. “Hey, did you get one of these?” He held out a folded set of black clothes. The same style Eva and Daniel had worn.
I searched my bed and found my own set underneath my blanket. “Yeah, I’ve got a pair.”
“So cool,” Will said. “So freaking cool!”
I smiled at Will’s enthusiasm, thinking for the hundredth time how thankful I was to have him on this journey with me. I wondered how T-Rex was doing in the Ratling’s dorm.
As if on cue, a deep bell sounded outside. Everyone stopped in mid-activity, then made a mad dash to the windows and doors to look outside.
“Who is it?” mumbled a dozen different voices. “Who’s missing?”
“Strange; it’s first thing in the morning,” someone else said.
Will and I followed along and went outside just as the second chime reached our ears. Of course, we already knew who it was. In the distance, perched awkwardly on a boulder in the center of the training field, T-Rex struck a large bell for the third time with a heavy-looking, two-handed hammer. Bacho stood next to him and helped him down.
“Just what we need—another Ratling,” a thin hunter with red hair mumbled.
“What’d ya think?” asked a squat, muscular boy with terrible acne. “That he was goin’ for tha Cave ‘a Trials? That’s a lark.”
“Makes sense,” a hunter said nearby. “The fat one never would have made it.”
“I doubt any of them will make it,” said someone else in the crowd. The hunters nearest us looked embarrassed by the comment. Will stepped forward but I held him back by the arm. The last thing we needed was to get into a fight on our first day of school.
Within seconds of the last bell, the room was back to being a flurry of activity. Soon, there wasn’t a single person left in their bed; everyone was busy putting on their clothes and stretching the sheets tight on their mattresses. Will jumped down to the floor beside me. “You’ve got to make your bed,” he said. “Hurry up.”
I made the bed quickly. It was easy enough because I had slept so hard that I don’t think I actually moved once during the night. Will had found out from one of the boys that the bathroom was in the back, so we went there and waited in line. No one spoke to us, but there was no shortage of curious looks and sidelong glances. After we had our turn in the bathroom, we followed the migration of boys out of the barracks and into the courtyard.
The Academy looked completely different by day. While the flicker of campfires and torches the night before had made the courtyard seem mysterious and foreboding, the bright morning light made it look more like a working farm than a secret hideout for monster hunters. Well, a working farm with extensive fortifications and battlements, that is.
The layout of
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