As usual Ayumi was awake bright and early, right when the sun began rising along her window. She sat out from her bed, which had been moved up to the attic ever since she had turned six. In fact, Ayumi had gone through a lot of sudden changes at that age. So many, that going through puberty didn't even seem half as bad. Her feet dragged along to the mirror that hung barely on the wall, combing down her messy hair. She wanted to give a good impression today, since it was her first time enrolling into a boarding school. Surprisingly, her mother had accepted for Ayumi to sign up. Ayumi guessed it was probably because it was a school of "circus freaks" and she was hoping the teachers would heal her from her "curse". Anyways, that didn't matter at this point, she was already packed and ready to leave for nine monthes, so there's no turning back. Her hair was neatly pulled back into a high ponytail, leaving out her bangs. It made her soft baby-round face look a little more mature, and that's exactly what Ayumi had hoped for. She gazed at her reflection for a little and quickly went walking down the staires.
I hope she isn't awake yet, she thought, glancing around to see if anyone was in the kitchen.
A voice came from behind Ayumi's small frame and it sounded suspicious, "What are you looking for?"
Her body turned around swiftly, startled by the sudden appearance from her mother. She swallowed loudly, her body unable to move from the doorway, out of fear. Her mother's eyes locking their gaze together made Ayumi much more terrified, she saw hatred forming inside the lady's eyes. It was so intense that Ayumi almost wanted to call for help, for she knew what was going to happen next.
The woman growled out, glaring at the young teenager, "For heaven's sake child, answer me."
Her hands gripped around Ayumi's throat and began thrusting her around vilolently. The girl didn't fight back, despite the way her mother was acting. She knew it was her own fault, she was different and the lady couldn't understand what her child had turned into. She kept yelling things at her, throwing her down to the ground and hitting her. Perhaps it had been five minutes or an hour, Ayumi doesn't know but her mother had stopped tiredly and went back upstaires mumbling something about, "coming home on school breaks."
Letting herself relax for a minute she glanced at the clock on the wall, and sighed quietly. Ayumi was going to be late if she didn't leave now so she forced herself up, despite the jolts of pain that begged to lay back down and wiped her teary face, tip-toeing back up the staires and into the attic. Originally, her plan was to take the bus to seem normal but clearly she didn't have any time to waste so she clumsly bandaged her wounded neck, hoping nobody would ask questions and joined her neatly packed luggage, near her dresser. She gently held onto her newborn dragon's cage with her free arm and with her other, used her staff to cast a teleportation spell. Instantly, it envelopped everything into a light blanket of sparkling dust and dissappeared. Before dissapearing, she couldn't help but hoped her mother would be alright without her.
She reappeared quickly, but inside the auditorium of the school. She blinked and looked around at the halfly filled room. Luggage and pet in hand she walked down the isle not letting this morning's accident slip into her thoughts. Finally settling down next to a girl listening to music, Ayumi decided that was the best idea. The girl didn't seem interested in other people, so she probably wouldn't ask questions. Although it seemed rude to not introduce herself, so Ayumi smiled a little to the young girl attempting hard at making a good impression, " Uhmm, Hello. My name's Ayumi Hanakaze, may i know yours?"
Her little dragon snored in response, sleeping deeply.