A New Teacher

Chapter 1: That's Professor Darkell

             From the gigantic window, teachers could easily watch their future students entering their beloved school, Alphea, while talking about their new time tables, others trying to recognize their old pupils in the crowd.

A little group was standing on the side, there was a young men clad in black tight pants and a white shirt, a tie hanging loosely around his neck. His pale skin contrasted completely with his jet black messy short hair and his hazel eyes, he and his friend, an elf with long brown hair hiding long pointy ears and wearing mostly green were listening politely to a nostalgic gray haired woman.

             "It's been so many century's since I've been one of them, yet it feels like yesterday..." However they were unknowingly blocking the view of a short legged man with an enormous green hat on his head. He was jumping in the air, calling them hoping that they would nicely move on the side.

"Professors! Excuse me! I can't see a thing..." but unfortunately his pleas weren't heard. Suddenly he had the idea of transforming into a little rodent skipped to land on the shoulder of the lady. However he had just enough time to jump on the elf before seeing the woman faint from the shock. Thankfully she was caught in extremis by the young dark haired teacher.

               "Oh, professor Wizgiz, you should be a little more cautious while using your transformation magic!" Said the elf teacher.

"Or just don't transform at all." Added the pale teacher rolling his eyes while trying to wake up the woman in his arms.

                 The door on their left was suddenly opened by a beaming Mrs. Faragonda, Alfea's kind and loved director. But her smile quickly vanished at the sight of one of her subordinates knocked out.

"Mr. Wizgiz, Mr. Palladium, Mr. Darkell... what happened to Mrs. Rosalyn?" 

At these words, they all looked like dears caught in the head lights. And Faragonda predicted that her two oldest but most immature teachers and the youngest professor in the school were going to be a trio hard to handle. She looked at them one by one, noticing at the same time that Professor Rosalyn looked completely fine. And said with an exasperated sigh:

"Never mind, just lay her down on the couch, and let's go meet our new student. They are waiting for us down stairs"

                While that was happening, those exast same students were listening to Mrs. Griselda's traditional start of the year speech. Well actually not all of the student's focus was on her. A few of them were listening to a pretty blond girl briefing her fiery red headed friend on Alfea.

" And there goes Mrs. Griselda and her annoying. You know, she does this every year. She probably hates every students that enter these gates."

" Stella, you're exaggerating, she would'nt be working here if she hated all her students."

Explained her friend while checking if the strict woman herself could hear them.

" You'e maybe right Bloom, but still, I know she at least hates me."

Bloom chuckled at her friends irritation. She added:

" Well, you did blow up the potion lab..."

" It was an accident!"
" Don't worry, I was just messing with you."
Blurted Bloom  between laughs. Her blond friend choosing too just move on an other topic. She just continued to ramble on the ups and downs of the school, including the teachers:

"Anyway our other teachers are pretty cool. Professor Wizgiz's classes are never boring, and potions with professor Paladium are pretty much hour long recesses. And ost importantly this year we have Mr. Darkell!" at her last words, Stella jumped in the air, beaming. 

Bloom really hoped that Mrs. Griselda, when she saw her on the other side of the courtyard, scolding a girl because of her really short shorts, she asked curiously:

" Who's Mister Darkell?"

" He's the new history teacher that just arrived last year. I never had him in class before but I heard that his lessons are really interressing and most importantly he's..."

Unfortunately she was interrupted by the arrival of a group of teachers led by Mrs Faragonda with a welcoming smile on her lips.

" Welcome to Alfea, the best fairy school of Magix." She said proudly to the girls.

" Also the only one." Added a male voice. It was coming from behind the principal. And when the owner finally showed himself, most of the girls attention was on him. They were all staring at his smile and fit figure. His colleagues were rolling their eyes in the back ground all knowing that their co-worker was completely aware of his effect on the girls and used it quite often too gain the favors and love of his student.

Stella just had time to whisper to Bloom. "That's Professor Darkell." Before they were led in by Mrs Faragonda.

For most of them it was a new year and for some just the beginning.