Chapter 14: Others
Mako stumbled back onto her feet and dusted the wet grass off her trousers. “My classes are done for the day,” she said.
He was enormous; Mako barely reached his midriff, and his black hair reached his sharp angular jaw that was set in a hard ache, he looked quite threatening.
He glowered at her from under his wide brimmed hat. “You look like a first year.”
Her head titled. “That’s because I am,” she said. “But you don’t look like a professor.”
His dark thick brow lifted. “That’s because I’m not,” he retorted. “I’m the headmaster.”
“The headmaster?” She crossed her arms and he did the same. “I think you’re confused, Sir” -she started to assemble her bag and strapped it over her shoulders- “this school’s headmaster is Professor Caden Wiggin.”
He chuckled. “That old goat,” he mumbled.
She threw him a baffled look. “He’s not an old goat,” she exclaimed before she turned to leave.
“What’s your element, kid?” He asked quickly.
She grumbled at the irritating question before her voice went echoing through the hollow chamber-way. “The same as yours!”
Who the hell was that? Mako thought.