13 Days of Darkstar: Monsters High Darkstar Diary
Monster High Michael "Darkstar" Morningstar Diary
July 5
I received my acceptance letter in the mail today. Through some research, I was able to find a school I could attend. They have a reputation for accepting...unique students. From the sound of it, I won't stand out like a sore thumb. I'm not sure how to feel about that.
I packed up my bag today. There wasn't much. It is strange only packing clothes and supplies for school and not...extracurricular activities. I'll be staying in the dormitory. They have one for students who have long commutes. That counts me, too. I don't want to bring anything to suspicious, though I am not sure what qualifies as that in a place like this school.
August 12
I had my student interview with the Headless Headmistress Bloodgood today. She's definitely interesting. She is very thorough in her interviews. She asks a lot of questions to make sure that students can be properly accommodated. I answered honestly when I wasn't implicating myself. It was almost an hour of questioning. In the end, I received my dormitory assignment.
August 13
I moved into my dormitory officially today. It isn't much. A small bed, a bathroom, a desk, a window, and a kitchen. It isn't fancy, but it suits my needs. At least they don't make us have roommates. It is bad enough having neighbors that want to socialize all the time. I am...out of practice in social situations. I'm not used to not having the mask on. I'm not used to people being able to see and read me. It's only been a little over a year, but I feel so vulnerable and on display without it...but here, I would get more attention if I wore it. People here...are different...and it is nice to not be a spectacle...but it feels odd for this to be...normal?
August 19
New student orientation day.
I really didn't want to go, but it was mandatory. I got placed in a group with a werewolf and some kind of mummy monster. Our student ambassador was the school casketball star, Deuce Gorgon. He seems quiet and got at public speaking. I see him going into politics. He wasn't overly inquisitive and seemed to actually respect privacy...unlike some other ghouls there.
August 20
First Day of School.
Never a pleasant experience, but I suppose it could have been worse.
It is very surreal, moving around in a place where no one stares at you despite your...less than stellar physical appearance. I suppose when you are walking down the hall between a minotaur and a plant lady, corpse-like face just doesn't seem very eyecatching in comparison.
First Class was Home Ick. There's a witch there who wreaks of mana. It isn't as strong as Gwen Tennyson's but it isn't terribly far off, either. Sitting in the same room with her isn't all that fun. It is like being starving and sitting in a room full of fresh pizza and being told you can't have any.
It turns out her name is Charmcaster and her uncle is making her attend school as some form of punishment. I have to wonder if he isn't actually punishing me.
The class itself is fairly standard home economics kind of things. The sewing is new for me, but a lot of it, I've done over the past two years since I've been on my own. Works for me. I'll never complain about an easy A. Charmcaster on the other hand, complains loudly.
I made sure to sit in the back and not attract any attention.
I also have Human Studies. Human Studies? This is a class? Another easy A. Still...there was this girl who kept looking at me. She felt very familiar in terms of her mana scent. I felt like I should know her, but something was off.
I didn't get to think about it much more because afterwards, I had Physical Deaducation, which is like Phys Ed, except it is like torture because it requires me to expend more energy than I'd like. It is right before lunch, too. I think I would be better to have it after. In any case, I'll make due.
Rounding out the classes are Enghoulish, followed by Pre-Clawculus, and History.
This isn't so different than regular high school. There are just more zombies.
August 25
I don't know what I've done to attract the affections of Charmcaster, but she goes out of her way to annoy me and it is very taxing. She bumps into me in the hall, sits on my desk during Home Ick, and follows me around asking me asinine questions. I don't see why I'm suddenly so interesting to her. It is very annoying. She seems to also enjoy following the online gossip rag, the Ghostly Gossip and seems convinced I should care about it.
August 27
I was up in the belfry reading today when I found an injured owl. Her left wing was in pretty bad shape. I got her some water and set her up in a little box with some blankets and towels that I found in a janitorial closet. I splinted up her wing using some first aid skills we learned in Home Ick. At least I am learning things I can actually use. I'm grateful monster home life is...err...interesting enough to warrant teaching something like that.
August 29
The owl seems to be getting better. She can stand again. She looks at me when I am around. Yesterday, she couldn't even open her eyes. Her wing is still in a splint, so she's not ready to fly yet. She won't be for awhile, but that's alright. I fed her one of the three eyed frogs from the Biteology lab. I...took care of it for her and fed her the pieces.
September 1
Today I started caring about the Ghostly Gossip Blog.
It was all Charmcaster's fault.
She practically launched herself at me and wrapped her arms around me, saying how glad she was that I accepted her affection. She wrapped her arms around my neck and as I tried to get her off, there was a flash and a click from a phone camera and before I knew it, everyone in the school got an auto-update from the Ghostly Gossip blog that said "Love is Magical~New Boy and Mana Witch Cast A Spell of Romance," I turned a humiliating shade of purple.
It just isn't true!
Charmcaster of course, was tickled pink and spent the rest of the day bragging about her conquest.
I spent the rest of the day telling everyone that it was all out of context and was completely wrong.
September 3
I got invited to a party at Cleo De Nile's house. Via the Ghostly Gossip. I'm not going. It feels like a set up and I'm not interested in being humiliated any further. I feel like I have had enough of that for one lifetime and don't feel the need to expose myself to situations where that would be...anticipated.
September 5
I stayed home and read up in the belfry with Sitara. I brought her some raw meat from the Creepeteria. It was fresher than what they had the other day. I did some extra credit for Pre-Clawculus. Then, I wrote my mother a letter to let her know how I'm doing. You know, aside from the whole "school thinks I'm dating a girl I'm really not" thing...things are going pretty well. It is kind of nice to have some semblance of normalcy. I haven't had it for a long time and there is something really comforting about that. I think I'm actually going to enjoy going to this school this year.
July 5
I received my acceptance letter in the mail today. Through some research, I was able to find a school I could attend. They have a reputation for accepting...unique students. From the sound of it, I won't stand out like a sore thumb. I'm not sure how to feel about that.
I packed up my bag today. There wasn't much. It is strange only packing clothes and supplies for school and not...extracurricular activities. I'll be staying in the dormitory. They have one for students who have long commutes. That counts me, too. I don't want to bring anything to suspicious, though I am not sure what qualifies as that in a place like this school.
August 12
I had my student interview with the Headless Headmistress Bloodgood today. She's definitely interesting. She is very thorough in her interviews. She asks a lot of questions to make sure that students can be properly accommodated. I answered honestly when I wasn't implicating myself. It was almost an hour of questioning. In the end, I received my dormitory assignment.
August 13
I moved into my dormitory officially today. It isn't much. A small bed, a bathroom, a desk, a window, and a kitchen. It isn't fancy, but it suits my needs. At least they don't make us have roommates. It is bad enough having neighbors that want to socialize all the time. I am...out of practice in social situations. I'm not used to not having the mask on. I'm not used to people being able to see and read me. It's only been a little over a year, but I feel so vulnerable and on display without it...but here, I would get more attention if I wore it. People here...are different...and it is nice to not be a spectacle...but it feels odd for this to be...normal?
August 19
New student orientation day.
I really didn't want to go, but it was mandatory. I got placed in a group with a werewolf and some kind of mummy monster. Our student ambassador was the school casketball star, Deuce Gorgon. He seems quiet and got at public speaking. I see him going into politics. He wasn't overly inquisitive and seemed to actually respect privacy...unlike some other ghouls there.
August 20
First Day of School.
Never a pleasant experience, but I suppose it could have been worse.
It is very surreal, moving around in a place where no one stares at you despite your...less than stellar physical appearance. I suppose when you are walking down the hall between a minotaur and a plant lady, corpse-like face just doesn't seem very eyecatching in comparison.
First Class was Home Ick. There's a witch there who wreaks of mana. It isn't as strong as Gwen Tennyson's but it isn't terribly far off, either. Sitting in the same room with her isn't all that fun. It is like being starving and sitting in a room full of fresh pizza and being told you can't have any.
It turns out her name is Charmcaster and her uncle is making her attend school as some form of punishment. I have to wonder if he isn't actually punishing me.
The class itself is fairly standard home economics kind of things. The sewing is new for me, but a lot of it, I've done over the past two years since I've been on my own. Works for me. I'll never complain about an easy A. Charmcaster on the other hand, complains loudly.
I made sure to sit in the back and not attract any attention.
I also have Human Studies. Human Studies? This is a class? Another easy A. Still...there was this girl who kept looking at me. She felt very familiar in terms of her mana scent. I felt like I should know her, but something was off.
I didn't get to think about it much more because afterwards, I had Physical Deaducation, which is like Phys Ed, except it is like torture because it requires me to expend more energy than I'd like. It is right before lunch, too. I think I would be better to have it after. In any case, I'll make due.
Rounding out the classes are Enghoulish, followed by Pre-Clawculus, and History.
This isn't so different than regular high school. There are just more zombies.
August 25
I don't know what I've done to attract the affections of Charmcaster, but she goes out of her way to annoy me and it is very taxing. She bumps into me in the hall, sits on my desk during Home Ick, and follows me around asking me asinine questions. I don't see why I'm suddenly so interesting to her. It is very annoying. She seems to also enjoy following the online gossip rag, the Ghostly Gossip and seems convinced I should care about it.
August 27
I was up in the belfry reading today when I found an injured owl. Her left wing was in pretty bad shape. I got her some water and set her up in a little box with some blankets and towels that I found in a janitorial closet. I splinted up her wing using some first aid skills we learned in Home Ick. At least I am learning things I can actually use. I'm grateful monster home life is...err...interesting enough to warrant teaching something like that.
August 29
The owl seems to be getting better. She can stand again. She looks at me when I am around. Yesterday, she couldn't even open her eyes. Her wing is still in a splint, so she's not ready to fly yet. She won't be for awhile, but that's alright. I fed her one of the three eyed frogs from the Biteology lab. I...took care of it for her and fed her the pieces.
September 1
Today I started caring about the Ghostly Gossip Blog.
It was all Charmcaster's fault.
She practically launched herself at me and wrapped her arms around me, saying how glad she was that I accepted her affection. She wrapped her arms around my neck and as I tried to get her off, there was a flash and a click from a phone camera and before I knew it, everyone in the school got an auto-update from the Ghostly Gossip blog that said "Love is Magical~New Boy and Mana Witch Cast A Spell of Romance," I turned a humiliating shade of purple.
It just isn't true!
Charmcaster of course, was tickled pink and spent the rest of the day bragging about her conquest.
I spent the rest of the day telling everyone that it was all out of context and was completely wrong.
September 3
I got invited to a party at Cleo De Nile's house. Via the Ghostly Gossip. I'm not going. It feels like a set up and I'm not interested in being humiliated any further. I feel like I have had enough of that for one lifetime and don't feel the need to expose myself to situations where that would be...anticipated.
September 5
I stayed home and read up in the belfry with Sitara. I brought her some raw meat from the Creepeteria. It was fresher than what they had the other day. I did some extra credit for Pre-Clawculus. Then, I wrote my mother a letter to let her know how I'm doing. You know, aside from the whole "school thinks I'm dating a girl I'm really not" thing...things are going pretty well. It is kind of nice to have some semblance of normalcy. I haven't had it for a long time and there is something really comforting about that. I think I'm actually going to enjoy going to this school this year.