[b]Madison[/b]

[i]So he[/i] can [i]follow directions,[/i] she thought, judging Vlad from where she stood as if she were his teacher as well. Maybe he a chance of passing his first year in the academy, regardless of the level of expertise he may think he had. Madison had a smirk on her face from the moment she stood on the sidelines to watch Vlad, but her expression quickly changed to disgust when he made his dowel dissipate into ashes right above her head.

Something in her snapped, almost as quickly as a light switch. Maybe it was the fact that Vlad somewhat reminded her of Damon, or maybe it was the fact that she disliked him too much already. Or both, honestly.

"What the hell is your problem!" she yelled at Vlad while simultaneously throwing a fireball at him as she would a baseball. At this point, she didn't care if they were in class nor did she care that Mr. Kessinger was bearing witness to her initiating an attack against another fellow student. Madison regularly wasn't this reckless, but when her anger got the better of her, it was another story altogether. 

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