Outside of the city of empyrean was an academy for gods and goddesses. It's where me and my sister Nimana lived along with her friends. The academy teaches us about how the current gods and the past gods in most dimensions hold their regiments. How they came to be, what to do, and how to do it. It's to prepare for our own dimension where we will be sent to. We will grow our world and our own population of people. Then at some given point, then we will be seen as myths to other dimensions and be gifted a title as part of the mythology.
        I was in my dorm room. Lying on clouds, and hugging them as I stared at my sister who was finishing up an essay on a scroll. It was cold, but in a goodway. The room was partially dark. My sisters desk light was on. I comfortably hugged a pillow.

        Tomorrow is Genesis Day and my coronation day. That's all I could think about now. My stomach felt twisted inside at the thought, and I felt full. Almost as if I had eaten a big buffet. I hope my title isn't going to be something too horrible. Like imagine being goddess of cockroaches or the goddess of peanut butter. That would be ridiculous. I rolled onto my back, and I looked at the ceiling.

       I can't sleep.

"Nimana." My voice held a concern tone.

"Yes Nimue?" She respond.

"What was it like for you on your coronation?" I take a deep breath. I was so nervous that I could feel my chest cave in and my breathing slowing with each syllable that left my lips.

"I was scared." Nimana says to me.

"It's okay to be afraid Nimue." She went on.

"But what if I trip when I get my halation? What if my title is horrible.." I held my face.

"The title you're given is something you'll love. I haven't met anyone who hated their title." She turn her head to look at me. I wasn't going to say it was a lie, because it was true. I motioned my body up, sitting up on my cozy cloud bed.

"Can I see your halation?" I ask her. I heard a groan coming from my sisters mouth.

"Please." I held my stare. She turns from her seat, keeping a sentimental gaze. She let out a small sigh as she got up slowly. Creaking the floors as she walked and rolling onto my cloud.

"You do know that I have to turn this essay in the morning." She says to me.

"Well maybe you should quit procrastinating." I said to her. She crossed her legs, staring at me.

"I know, a very horrible habit." She'd smile. I would return that smile.

       I watched as she sat there, and stared at me. A sudden light emits from out of her skin, and a halo forms behind her head. The halo was so thin that it seemed like a white line circle with sparkles. She was so beautiful, well, she's always been beautiful. Now she's just more ethereal than before.
      The thing about Gods. At night their skin sparkles. The sparkles are stars, with patterns of star constellation across their skin. When I get my title. I'll get my stars too.

"Thank you." My voice was soft.

"Yeah because I would love to see my sister in pain on her most important day in her life." She say as she jumps off my cloud and went onto her side of the room. She was lying on a large flower. Smooth and comfortable. Using the large petals as a blanket, and turning off the lights. The only thing that glowed was the constellation on her skin.
       I can't wait for tomorrow. I will wear a beautiful dress, and I will look like a star. My skin will glow just as bright as my sisters did.

"My title is definitely going to be something out of this world!" I rose my voice. My sister chuckled.

"Yes it will. You're gifted. You have a brain of a philosopher. Your grades can prove that Nimue." Her voice was gentle.
      As the thoughts flashed through my head and my mind wandered, eventually, I fell asleep unexpectedly.

****

     Funny enough I had unexpectedly woken up in the middle of the night. I was sweaty and dehydrated. I get up from out of bed. My feet touching the cold wooden floors, and so I immediately put on my slides which happened to be made out of clouds too. I make my way out of the room. My sisters snores were so loud that I heard them outside in the halls.
      As I walked down the halls I had to hug myself because it was oddly very cold. I walked down the staircase. Passing my classrooms while I walked down the hall. I had to stop when I heard the words 'Coronation'

    The headmaster was talking to one of the professors and a woman in a different room.  I looked through the skinny window shaped like a rectangle on the door.

"Lock him up on the day of coronation. We don't want a repeat of last year." The headmaster seemed furious. The way he was staring at the short woman was pure aggression.

"He's not an animal Thalo. It's not his fault he was gifted. The universe sent him for a reason." The woman seemed hurt. Also, did she just call the headmaster by his first name? They must be close somehow.
     My gaze became cold.

"What happened last year?" I wondered. Nothing horrible went wrong last year? Right? I thought about this as I tried connecting the dots in my head.

"Stalking the headmaster? Someone became a rebel."
     I turned at the familiar voice. It was Akal. I gasped and my voice hitched.

"It's not what it looks like." I raised my voice and immediately Akal grabbed my wrist. He pushed me into the next room. The Janitors closet. I found myself sitting in a mop bucket. I wasn't happy about it either.

"Seriously?" I muttered. He shushed me as he crouched down and covered my mouth. I heard footsteps. My eyes widened as I saw the shadow in front of the door when I glanced down. My gaze shifted to Akal. His head slightly turned. He had a sharp jawline that curved up to his ear. His lashes were long too. I didn't even notice that whoever was in front of the door had left.
     He turned his gaze. He had slowly moved his hand away from my mouth.

"Sorry. I just couldn't allow your loud ass to get me caught too." He says as he got up. He helped me up, and held out his hand. I obviously took it.

"I guess I am not much of a rebel when I suck at hiding." I let out a chuckle. Akal laughed at the comment. He opens the door slowly and checks the halls. We then immediately walked to the cafe.

"Why the cafe?" I asked. We were in front of the display case. It was filled with pastries that were probably as old as time. I watched as Akal slowly slid it open.
    My nose wrinkled.

"You're really not going to eat that right? You could get sick." My voice fell into a whisper.

"You were so loud earlier. Almost like you wanted to get caught." He held a cupcake in his hand. The frosting was melted and it looked like it used to be pink. I held my mouth with my hand.

"You're so disgusting Akal." I said.

     While he held the cupcake. I watched as it gradually shifted into a fresh baked cupcake. It was as if someone had used stop-motion.
      Sometimes I forget he could do stuff like that. I smiled. His skin was glowing with stars.

"I can't believe you really thought I was going to eat a spoiled cupcake." He said as he bite into it.

"In my defense. It was technically spoiled." I argued. He would smirk.

"You want one?" He asked. I stared at the display case. Eyeing the molded crepes that look to be drizzled with honey? I assume. Maybe it was carmel. Either way the crepe seemed to have looked good at some point.

"I will take the crepe." I swayed. He would grab the crepe with a napkin and I watched as the mold disappeared off of the crepe and the honey became more glossy. He hands it to me. I accidentally grabbed his knuckle by mistake and I felt this electric spark. He gazed at me for a moment. I stared at him and then I slowly took a small bite out of the crepe. He averted his gaze and replaced it with an awkward smile.

"So, why are you up?" His brows shifted upwards and his mouth straightened.

"I can't sleep." I said before taking another bite out of the crepe.

"Tomorrow is my coronation day and I'm just so excited." I let out a small breath. Akal sat down on the cafe table. He was staring at me again.

"You know. On Erasmus coronation day. He fell off stage. I am sure you're going to be fine. You're a smart girl." He says to me. I laughed at that. I remember that day. He was being such a goofball on stage and fell right onto the mayor.

"Didn't he have to clean the streets for two weeks after that incident?" I asked.

"Four weeks." He corrected me. I smiled and disappeared slowly as I thought about this. I can be clumsy at times. What if I fell on the mayor too. My body began to tense at the thought. I stopped eating my crepe.

"You're going to be fine. You are literally the number one academic achiever in our class. How can you mess up?" He says. I placed my crepe on the table and I held my face.

"You're so bad at this." I muttered. Akal would chuckle. He separates my hand away from my face and I would begin to laugh as I tried to stop him. But he was so strong. He held my wrist now. Pushing them above my head. His face is close to mine. It has become quiet now. He suddenly released my hands.

"I am going to head to bed. But, it was fun." He said to me. I watched as he walked away. Why did he do that?
      My smile left my face. Maybe I made him uncomfortable. I crossed my arms.

     I went to bed that night. The thought of coronation left my head. But Akal never did.