[center][@Celaira][/center][color=8493ca][i][h1][center]Esyla Algrea[/center][/h1][/i][/color]

Pausing just as she was about to open the book they'd been reading last class, Esyla focused her gaze on their teacher, Mr. Moriss, as he entered and made his way to the automated board. Sighing softly she allowed her chin to fall on her palm and forced herself to listen, she loved English but this book, this single book had been made to bore her to death.  Turning absently to the page that appeared on the screen, Esyla mentally shook herself, it'd taken her nearly two hours a night within the last two weeks of last month to finish all five chapters during the summer, she could never manage to stay awake for it. 

Groaning mentally as the board zeroed in on the highlighted paragraph, Esyla forced her gaze to follow, reading quietly as Mr. Moriss' voice filled the air. She wouldn't last long this way, a yawn escaped her lips as she tried to read along. 

She didn't feel when her eyes closed a few moments later. 

[i]Esyla paused before reaching the end of the stairs, her head tilting at the voices that filled the air, her small hands tightening into fists as she slowly made her way towards the living room. She paused before entering, her eyes widening when she saw her parents and a small bundle sitting between them on the couch, silence filled the air as her mother slowly glanced up and gestured for her to come closer. 


She did hesitantly and paused before the couch when ethr bundle moved and a pair of blank rose-colored eyes met her own. She wobbled forward a few paces and instinctively reached forward, her mother's voice softly filling her ears as Esyla's focus stayed on the girl slowly emerging from the worn-looking jacket wrapped around her small shoulders. 

[color=fff79a]"Meet your new sister Es, can you say hi to Whyspe?"[/color] Esyla offered a smile and flipped her hand over until it was facing palm-up instead of just reaching as it had been before. 

[color=8493ca]"Hi, I'm Esyla. Nice to meet you."[/color] She offered softly as Whyspe's warm hand takes her own and squeezes softly. 

Her mouth opens to reply...[/i]

Esyla jerks awake at the bell and blinks her eyes blink owishly for a moment before she moved into action, lifting her book and notebook before rising from her seat and making her way towards her next class, Esyla forced her hazy mind away from the memory. Her left hand absently tucking stray strands of silver hair behind her ear as she continued on her way towards Gym, her fingers absently stuffing the objects in her hand into her bag.  

It'd been awhile since she'd had a memory of the past, she dodged a group of students and made her way down the stairs and toward the Gymnasium, she couldn't help the unease that filled her gut as she passes a group of freshmen.  She didn't even look to see who they were, shaking her head she attempted to clear her hazy mind. [i]Hopefully nothing goes wrong today, she deserves a normal day. [/i] She thought with a frown as she opens the Changing room door and enters. The feel of unease remaining as she moves to her locker and tugs it open. She needed to focus now, Ms. Paula had asked she practice over the summer, she'd be expecting something new.  Sighing she began to change out of her uniform and into a pair of gray sweats and an old black tank top. It was telling to face the music.