The bus was loud and noisy. Excited chattered filled the air and buzzed around me. After all, we were all headed off for our tests to see if we were fit for the Magisterium, or at least, those of us who came from families of mages knew that. I didn't know what the rest of us had been told.
I was sat apart from the rest of the group, my eyes lazily watching the scenery outside through a window. Landscape and cars filed in and out of my sight, flowing continuously like a river. My eyes slowly closed and I allowed the atmosphere of the bus wash over me, filled with both anticipation and nervousness.
I wasn't particularly distraught, like some others. I would do my best to join the Magisterium's ranks, of course, but I had displayed magical power before, so I need not worry whether or not I possessed the skill, but whether or not I was good enough.
My eyes shot open when a particular conversation reached my ears. One about magic. I only heard a bit of it, when a girl in a leather jacket mentioned her preferred magic was chaos magic. She was surrounded by kids who probably all knew the truth about where we were going, seeing as how they reacted to her statement with uncomfortable faces and a few edged away from her nervously.
The girl rolled her eyes and leaned against a window, looking out over the sea of kids in the bus. Eventually, her eyes met mine. I didn't turn away, but instead observed her curiously. Chaos was the element with the most sinister reputation, but despite her leather jacket and piercing blue eyes, this girl didn't seem particularly evil.
I broke my gaze and looked towards the front of the bus as it finally came to a halt outside a building. I turned my gaze to get a better view of it. It looked abnormal enough to stand out among regular places, but it also didn't look especially magical.
Now that we were really here, my nerves flared up a good deal more than they had been on the bus. When we stood up to exit the vehicle, I shoved my hands in my pockets and clenched my jaw apprehensively. The next few hours could either change everything, or leave me burning with desire.