He’d never been that into architecture. Sure, buildings were cool and all, but they were meant to be functional first and pretty second. And yet, here he stood, staring up at a big statue and the enormous building beyond it. Beacon Academy.
Just the thought of the name was enough to twist his stomach into knots and send a chill running down his spine. Here he was, at his new school, with no idea what to expect. Sure, this wasn’t the first time he’d entered a new school, but that didn’t make the experience any less terrifying. And this was Beacon! Everyone knew Beacon, and gaining entry to the school came with high expectations—expectations Callen wasn’t confident he’d be able to meet.
Feeling restless, the teen ran his hand over his chest, stopping on the strap that secured Aries, his weapon, to his back, and immediately felt a bit calmer. Even if everything fell apart, Aries was still here with him. The boy cherished the crossbow, though he’d only had it for a short time. They fit together, and he was eager to prove that he could be a competent Hunter. Unfortunately, his chance to prove himself would have to wait. For now, he’d continue staring at this statue. Maybe it would offer up words of wisdom. Or maybe he’d just get bored. At least it was something to do while he waited for something interesting to happen.