
To his day, Monday, April 04, 2050.
Starting today, I am officially a student of the Magic Academy.
I saw the reflection of my figure in front of the mirror that was already wearing my new school uniform. The Magic Academy uniform, dominated in black, with gold-colored embroidery on its collar and wrist-worthy stripes. For the school uniform Princess itself consists of a plain white shirt with long wrists, coated with a blazer that is also black with gold embroidery, the skirt part is quite short, the size of the thigh with the frills of a skirt that is quite splashy that adds to the impression of cute. In the neck collar section decorated with a bright yellow bow tie. There are additional decorations in the form of short robes about the size of a wrist, which adds to the impression of a witch in medieval times.
In addition to uniforms, there are also handbags whose bag size is only enough to enter the notebook and some stationery. The academy also gives black slip shoes, for the socks themselves it seems the academy does not provide special rules, we students are free to choose the type of socks to wear. To adjust to my appearance, I choose to wear a stocking that covers my entire leg, of course, the stocking I choose is also black.
After being content to inspect all the corners of my new uniform in front of the mirror, I nodded in satisfaction with my appearance. My long silver hair I had also combed neatly, so there was no such thing as 'not tidy' in my appearance.
I went out of the room while carrying my bag, which already contained a complete book and stationery. I am very excited to get into a new school this time, especially the school that I entered this time is a superior school, and also the uniforms provided by the academy is also of high quality, makes no reason for me not to sting into school.
Downstairs, to the living room, I was greeted by my family who were already sitting in the dining room with a table that was full of food that was not too heavy for the stomach.
For breakfast, our family usually does not provide heavy food, bread and milk is a breakfast menu that must always be provided in the morning.
My father, mother, and sister Mia greeted me and praised my figure who was wearing the Magic Academy uniform. After that light compliment, we all focused on eating, spending the breakfast that had been available on the table. It's customary in my family not to talk while eating together. Father said it was useful to appreciate the sustenance provided by this world-regulating entity. As good children, my sister Mia and I followed our father's advice and didn't talk much while eating.
After finishing our meal, our breakfast continued with a glass of milk, after all my family members finished our food and drinks, then a conversation occurred, which was opened by my father.
"Mia´s. How's your rep?"
"All grades pass through KKM, although I still can't get a place in the top ten." First my father asked my sister for the value of the repetition, after hearing the answer from my sister, my father inserted his advice to my sister. "Keep learning, I pray in the next repetition you enter the top ten."
After giving my sister a short piece of advice, my father continued the conversation by questioning me. "When will your school bus come?"
When the academy gave the uniform yesterday, they also inserted a notification that all students will be picked up by using the school bus that will come to the place of each student. With flying bus technology that is quite commonplace today, picking up students one by one is a simple matter.
"It's coming soon." Answer me to Dad's question. As before her, after the father asked, she would continue her with a short piece of advice. "We're very happy and proud that you got into Mira's top school. Study diligently and seriously while in school, don't waste this opportunity Mira."
"Good dad."
After my father gave me his advice, by chance an invitation bus came in front of my house. I can tell her from the special horn sound.
Say goodbye to my family, I went out to the bus for an invitation. As I entered the bus, I saw Natasha in the back seat, waving her arms at me. I chose to sit one seat with her. For an introvert like me, sitting in a chair with a stranger makes me uncomfortable, for this reason I chose to sit with Natasha, someone I've known even though I've only known him for a few days.
"You're so eye-catching no matter where you are Mira." Those were the first words he said to me today.
Natasha was praising me as she said that, but in reality she was not praising me at all. Natasha was just talking about the fact that happened when I first set foot on this bus.
Perhaps looking at me who looked like a child, I caught my eye when I entered the bus just now. The faces of the people on the bus seemed to wonder "Why are there children here?" This is obviously quite strange. They should have seen me at the announcement of the entrance examination, so they should not have been surprised to see my appearance.
"Maybe they're too focused on the principal, so they don't realize you?" Natasha guessed the reason why everyone was surprised to see me.
"I'm pretty sure it's not just your child-like appearance that makes you attract the attention of Mira's people."
"Can you stop reading my mind?"
"I don't have that ability. Your face is so easy to guess Mira. When I first met you, your face was so flat that I couldn't read your mind at all."
During our two light conversations, the bus started walking on the asphalt before its end actually took off into the sky.
***
Although not as fast as the car that I rode during the entrance test, the school bus was able to take us to the academy in a short time, in just a matter of minutes. More precisely twenty minutes. (Bus does not go directly to the academy, still have to pick up some students during the trip. If the bus goes directly to the academy, it is likely to be shorter.)
When the bus landed in front of the academy building, we all got off the bus regularly. Natasha and I got off at the very end, considering the location where we were sitting at the very back of the bus.
"I didn't expect this school to be this big."
I didn't realize the Magic Academy would have such a magnificent school building. It was because yesterday we were teleported directly to the exam site, and also when I landed at the academy park, I was too focused on my car attacker, so did not pay much attention to the surroundings.
The Academy building is mostly dominated by beige, with the building having three levels. The front protrudes slightly forward, with a height of two levels, has a triangular roof with tile made of marble, the rest of the back of the academy is level three, and the, it has a box-shaped building like a multi-storey building in its public.
Walking up to the front door of the academy, two 5-meter-high doors made of brown teak wood greeted us. The door is designed with a Pring Sedapur batik pattern. Passing through both doors, we were greeted with a large room like a hall at a noble dance that I often see in fantasy comics. This large room is connected to the corridors, at the end of the hall there is a staircase to the second floor. The room like this hall is so crowded through by people who use uniforms or people who use official clothes.
"How do we find our class in a room this big?" Natasha muttered with a amazed face while looking around.
I took a piece of paper from my bag. The paper is a room plan that has been inserted by the academy before. I realized the existence of this paper on the bus before her, when I opened all the bags in my bag.
"Our class is on the third floor. This first floor is used by our seniors, more precisely his third grade. Then the second floor is used by second-grade children."
"Where did you get that?" Ask Natasha.
"Check your bags!"
Perhaps lazily checking her bag, Natasha did not heed my words, she just followed beside me while occasionally glancing at the paper I was holding.
I am breaking my statement before. The stairs that I assume brought us to the second floor turned out to be wrong, the stairs that we are currently climbing did not stop until the second floor, the stairs still continue until the third floor. Without saying much, I, Natasha and the other new students continued to climb up the stairs until the third floor.
When we reached the third floor, we were greeted with a long corridor whose floor plan was quite complex. Fortunately I still hold the academy floor plan, so I don't need to check the corridors one by one.
Taking the left corridor, I continued walking until I reached the second branch road, one turned right and one continued forward. Taking the right path, I continued walking until I reached the front of a room above her doorway that said "Class 1-A."