Barbara Palvin as Vera Augustine
Alexander Ludwig as Colin Royce
My name is Vera Augustine. I’m a fairly normal typical girl. Or at least, I thought I was. Everything seems normal about me; my long brown hair, my fair skin, my long dark eyelashes. The only thing abnormal about me would be my eye color. That is, if I actually had one. My eyes changed color all the time, weirdly enough only when my emotions would change. My friends and people at school would always ask me why my eyes changed to abnormal colors every time I was angry or sad. I always gave them some excuse like the sunlight hits my eyes or that they must be seeing things. Sometimes I would say “I don’t know,” I felt embarrassed. I didn’t understand why I couldn’t be a normal girl. When I was younger I remembered coming home crying because several of the kids at school would make fun of me and call me a freak.
I was seventeen now, and I wanted answers. As well as my mother. That’s probably the reason why I was sitting in my living room staring at these two strangers that my mom had called because they were proclaimed to be experts in abnormal abilities like mine. The two strangers in my house looked to be fairly normal, and professional. One of them was a woman and the other was a man. They appeared to look like teachers or college professors.
The woman reached out to shake my hand. Her warm smile made me at ease. “Hello. I’m Lydia. It’s nice to meet you,”
Lydia looked to be around her late 20s or early 30s. She looked rather young to be a professor, but I guessed she was smart because of the way she looked and acted. She had blonde hair in a neat bun and she was wearing glasses.
“I’m Vera. It’s nice to meet you too,” I returned a small smile. Once Lydia went to go greet my mother, the other man came over to me and offered me his hand as well.
“Hello, Vera. A pleasure to meet your acquaintance. My name is Marcus.” He shook my hand.
I decided that I liked Marcus. He seemed really nice and proper. His accent sounded British, which made him sound even more formal. He was around his mid 30s, and he had shaggy dark hair with a short beard.
“It’s nice to meet you too,” I replied.
My mother and I went over to sit on one of the couches while Lydia and Marcus sat on the couch across from us. I briefly glanced at my mother. She was fiddling with the end of her dress as she looked up to stare at Lydia and Marcus. She looked nervous. I realized that her main fear was that they would want to take me away to test me like some lab rat, which was my worst fear as well.
I tried to hold in a sigh as my eyes turned green. A usual color for my eyes whenever I was scared or nervous.
I was expecting Lydia and Marcus to freak out or be shocked, but their reactions were quite opposite. They remained calm, and Lydia even smiled at me.
“There’s no reason to be frightened, Vera. We’re not going to hurt you.” She explained.
I blinked at her. Now it was my turn to be shocked. “How do you know..?” I faintly asked.
“I have studied a lot about your type of ability. We have had others like you,” She assured.
“What do you mean others like her?” My mother immediately spoke up, her eyes full of confusion and worry.
“Ms. Augustine, we know this must be very confusing for you. But I must assure you that we are not here to cause your daughter any kind of harm. We are not here to cure this ability as you were possibly hoping,” Marcus casually explained.
My mother swallowed.
“Her ability is quite special. We are here to ask you if you would consider having us take her to our academy that we run.”
“Academy?” My mother questioned, raising her eyebrow at Marcus. I was equally confused.
“You see Ms. Augustine, we are not merely just professionals for these types of unique abilities like your daughter’s that you thought we were, we are also professors of a unique academy for people that have special abilities as well.” Lydia replied.
I felt my eyes suddenly peak interest as they widened. “Really?” I whispered, a smile forming on my face.
Lydia nodded. “Yes, dear. I also have a special gift as well as you. And so does Marcus.”
My mother and I gaped at them. Marcus smiled.
“What is it?” I excitedly asked.
“I’m a telepath. I can read minds,” Lydia explained, while giving my mother a mischievous smirk. My mother immediately shrank back against the couch, feeling embarrassed. Her thoughts might have been somewhat insulting towards the two.
“And I am a shape-shifter.” Marcus calmly spoke.
“Are you serious!” I exclaimed, however my mother seemed to doubt them.
“Show us, then.” My mother crossed her arms.
Marcus gave a sigh before exchanging glances with Lydia. She nodded her head and he shrugged in reply. In one second, Marcus doubled over and his body began to rapidly phase into a smaller figure. Within a second all of us were staring at a shaggy black dog sitting on the couch.
I held in a laugh as I grinned at the dog on the couch, amazed. My mother nearly screamed.
The black dog phased back into the normal body of Marcus. He patted his suit and glanced back at the two of us. “You don’t know how long it took for me to phase back with clothes on,” He chuckled, causing Lydia to smile. “We teach the shape-shifter students to try and do that but most of them fail,”
“So you have shape-shifter students?” I excitedly asked.
“Yes,” Lydia nodded.
“What types of students do you have, exactly?” My mother uncomfortably shifted against the couch, before clearing her throat to try and get over the fact that Marcus had just turned into a dog before her own eyes.
“We have shape-shifters, fairies-” Lydia began, but I interrupted with a gasp.
“Fairies? Like the ones that you read in fairytale books? Are they really tiny?” I had so many questions.
Marcus laughed. “No. But they are considered to be short for an average human. The average height for female fairies are five feet tall. The younger ones are a few inches shorter. I would say that the tallest female fairy would have to be 5’4. For the males, their average height usually consists around 5’3 or 5’6. However, much like the fairytales they have fragile wings and their abilities mainly consist of magic.”
“That’s so cool,” I breathed. My mom smiled beside me. She seemed to agree as well.
“We also have vampires…and lycans. Or werewolves, as legend folklore calls them. But we refer to them as lycans.”
“Vampires? Werewolves?” My mother gasped. “Aren’t they dangerous?”
“Very,” Marcus solemnly spoke. “However, we teach them how to control their violent tendencies. They are not allowed to harm the other students by any means, because if they do, it will result in immediate expulsion.”
I bit my lip. As much as I wanted to learn more about vampires and werewolves, at the same time I wanted to avoid them because they seemed deadly.
“And then we have the specials. Humans with unique abilities like you and me,” Lydia stated, keeping her gaze on mine. “There are only five classes of specials that exist. There’s Telekinesis, which have the ability to move objects with their mind. There’s Pathokinesis, which have the ability to sense or change emotions. There’s Photokinesis, which have the ability to absorb or reflect light. There’s Telepaths, like me. And then we have Metachrosis, like you. They have the ability to change color with their emotions like mood rings. Lucky for you, we rarely get students with that ability. We only have one student at our academy with Metachrosis, and her hair changes color with her emotions. Their hair changes color for the majority of the people with Metachrosis. However, we’ve had some students whose skin changes color with their emotions, and two whose eye color changes. Like yours.”
As soon as she spoke about all of the other abilities, I thought mine was far less important than the other ones. All I could do was change color while the others had unique powers. However, I decided that it would be less complicated for me if I had an easy ability that just happened without my control.
“What’s the name of your academy?” My mother questioned.
“Ellen Moon Academy,” Lydia explained. “It’s a boarding school located in Colorado. It remains hidden from the humans who are unaware about the magical world,”
I glanced at my mom, hoping that she would consider having me go to this school. “Please, mom?” I asked her.
“What about your normal school?” She asked me, slightly worried about having me going to boarding school.
“Oh come on, mom. I’m not normal, so why should I go to a school for normal people? I never fit in anyways.” I urged.
Marcus and Lydia seemed to agree with me.
My mother finally gave in. “Fine,” She sighed. “I’ll talk to your school.”
“Thanks mom!” I beamed, before quickly hugging her. My eyes immediately turned golden, a sign that I was happy.
My mother smiled and embraced me back, before turning her attention towards Lydia and Marcus. “So, when will she be starting this academy?” She asked, her voice slightly shaky.
Lydia blinked. “Tomorrow,” She replied.
“T-tomorrow?” My mother stuttered.
“Yes, classes already started about a month ago. We don’t want her to get behind. It’s best if she gets started as soon as possible.”
My mother glanced at me. “So we’ll leave tomorrow morning, then. It’ll be about a six hour drive from Wyoming to Colorado. You’ll have to pack up all your stuff tonight.”
I nodded as Lydia and Marcus smiled at me. I felt nervous and excited at the same time. I was going to be six hours away from home with a bunch of people that had unique abilities and some who weren’t even human at all. I was excited to meet all of them and to see what kind of classes the academy would be offering.
I was going to Ellen Moon Academy.