《Witches of the North Book 1: Winter Journey》Ch1 November: November, viii
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Despite the fact that Chris tried to show as little enthusiasm as possible, he was secretly looking forward to it. It was going to be a nice change of scenery and a good break from his usual routine. On the other hand, Chris couldn’t help but sigh over the fact that he was going to spend his holiday with a lovey-dovey couple. The last time he’d gone to Brasil - it had been, again, courtesy of Daniel’s mother - Daniel still hadn’t begun dating Julia and he and Chris had taken two other boys with them: the laid-back Milo Furman, their current roommate, and a boy of the name Jared Amaryllis (who had been transferred to another school a few months later for unknown reasons and they hadn’t heard from him since). They’d all had a good time even though the hotel had been of a questionable standard.
Chris scrunched his nose. The upcoming holiday was the only one they ever got aside from the summer break. Mixed schools like theirs gave only one vacation around New Year’s due to the insistence that Witches had to study more than the other students. Daniel often moped about it, but Chris wasn’t one to complain: the vacation started on the 3rd of December and continued until the 2nd of January. Chris remembered bitterly that this was going to be his last good break for a while: things for the twelfth grade would look grim from January until their finals in May. The holiday dates seemed more reasonable to him even though he knew that it would all probably end with him and Daniel sitting around in gloom over their final months at the school and the pressure of thinking ahead. Neither of them was certain of what they wanted to do after high school - Daniel had expressed a desire to get into a business-oriented university, but didn’t seem to have his heart in the idea. Chris didn’t even have a lead.
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But they were probably going to have fun anyway, and Chris would at last have one final break where he’d be allowed not to think about his future.
He heard the teacher enter the room and focused his eyes on the board up front.
Just a bit more.
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No More Respawns
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