Chapter Eleven

Natasha

The ballroom was like yin and yang, but with a color theme of black and beige. I walked in nervous, unsure of what to expect, as the warning from my principal lingered in my head. Students of the Dark Realm Royal Academy were dressed in black, while our rivals wore beige, giving the hall a striking aesthetic. I settled into a quiet spot, looking around, aware that this spot was part of the party ground but not where everyone wanted to be.

Barely anybody could see me, but I could see everyone.

Nobody really wanted to see me anyways, as the party was more like a crowd of strangers waiting for the arrival of their bus at the bus stop. They barely smiled at each other, and when they passed by each other, it was either a sudden COVID-safe distance practice or a shove by the shoulder to start trouble. It started to seem like there was unity when the principal of the rival academy walked in. All heads started to turn towards the same direction. Barely interested in the speech, I s