My Name is Samantha... Sam for Short

We walked into the infirmary to see Madame Cross tending to a different student, “Okay, you’ll be better after tonight.  Just stay off that leg!”  The other student nodded her head and flew out of the infirmary.

Madame Cross turned to look at us.  “Oh hello Mrs. Celeste!  Who do we have here?” Madame Cross let out cheerfully.

”It is Sam Holt, and she was scratched by an Everfar tiger,” Mrs. Celeste said gravely.

A dark look came across Madame Cross’s face. “Then you have brought her just in time.  Come on Sam.  Sit on this bed,” she told me.

I did as instructed and Madame Cross went over to get a purple liquid from her cupboard.

“Come now, drink this,” she said.

Let me tell you... it was not the most appetizing thing in the world!  I could feel the medicine go through my body. It gave me chills when my cut started to heal.

“Just lay here and the scratch will recover. You’ll just have a temporary scar,” Madame Cross told me.

“What about the poison?” I asked, my voice a bit trembly.

“We caught it in time, don’t you worry.  Now sit back and let the medicine do it’s work.”

I laid down and started to think about Diamond’s face. ‘Was that a look of... fear?’  I thought to myself.  ‘Nah.  Probably wasn’t’.’   I shook off the thought as Madame Cross came over to me.

“Alright, Sam!  The scar should be gone in a few days. The only thing that will be wrong is the fact that you’ll have a red streak across your face!” she said with a smile.

I gave Madame Cross a sweet (but fake) smile as I left the infirmary.  A red streak was all I needed.  It was just another reason for everyone to make fun of me.