[ WP ] In the world of magic , some people discriminate against others based on what type of magic they use . You , a closet necromancer , are about to come out to your devout holy mage parents .

As I opened the door to my favorite bar like I have so many times before, this time the air was different. I felt like all of the patron's eyes were fixed upon my very soul.. as if they somehow knew my secret. I shook off the cold, closed the door behind me and scanned the bar for my friend. 
 
 `` Hey idiot, I'm over here!'' bellowed a voice from the back of the room. 
 I nervously walked in between the tables and booths to make my way over to my friend, careful not to make eye contact with the people, as some of them might recognize me.. like it's a big deal anyways. I drink and act stupid here all the time.. why was I making a big deal of this? Oh yeah... `` that''.. 
 
 I took off my coat and sat down in the booth opposite Ryan. Ryan's been my friend for over 10 years, and he was the only person I could think of to air this `` situation'' out to. Looking at my friends big goofy smirk as he is about to consume his giant sugary drink, I thought back on our friendship. He came from a large family of frost mages and they are considered a `` well-to-do'' family. They were n't a celebrity name by any means, but their names carried a bit of weight in certain frost mage circles. He's tall and lanky.. not really intimidating by any means. A know-it-all who is incredibly timid until you get to know him. I'm one of the... fortunate.. ones to know how much of an asshole he can be sometimes. Still... this guy was my best shot at learning how to open a dialogue. 
 
 Lost in thought, he was done eyeballing that `` manly'' drink of his and he looked at me 
 
 `` Hey dude.. you alright over there? You gon na order something or what?'' 
 
 `` Yeah man.. sorry about that. Lot on my mind'' I said quietly. 
 `` Whats on your mind? That why you wanted to meet up?'' he said overly loud. 
 
 Right before I could give him a dirty look him and shush him, a waitress approached the table. 
 
 `` You havin' anything to drink sweetie?'' she asked in a perky voice. 
 `` Umm.. I'll just have a light beer.. whatever you have on tap'' I replied without making contact. 
 
 `` Sure comin' right up darlin!'' 
 
 Ryan looked at me with this ridiculous smile and said `` Dude, she's hot! You should talk to her. She's just your type.. look at that red hair!'' 
 I was known for having a thing for redheads. 
 
 `` I had n't even noticed..'' I muttered while taking an awkward glance in her direction. 
 
 `` Something MUST be wrong with you if you did n't notice a cute little fire-crotch TWO feet from you'' he said sort of smugly. 
 
 `` Well there is.. I need to tell you something that's difficult.. and it will be more difficult to tell other people. I ca n't hide it anymore. I ca n't put off going to magic school anymore.. I'm already 2 years behind'' 
 
 `` Do n't worry man.. lots of people do n't go to magic school, or start late. I only went because of my old man.you know how my family gets. If I'm not showing him how wide my cones of cold can get, or making my mother icicle chandeliers, I get the riot act.'' 
 
 
 `` So whats up man? You can tell me..'' he said in the best friend voice that only your best friend can convey. 
 
 `` Well.. as you know..'' I stopped as the waitress sat my beer down in front of me. 
 
 
 As she left the table, I looked around... as if I was being followed or someone was listening. There were about 20 people in the bar, and literally not one of them ever gave a shit about me or Ryan..but my paranoia was in control today. 
 
 I continued to Ryan `` As you know.. my parents are holy mages. They do n't ever miss meeting with their circle, and their entire lives have been devoted to their craft'' 
 
 `` Well DUH man.get to the freakin point already'' he said with a small grin on his face. 
 `` Alright alright. so I know you have n't seen any of my spells. You probably just assumed that I was just like my parents, and since you and I literally never get into any trouble, I've never had to heal anyone.. or cast any protective wards'' 
 
 Ryan just stared at me with anticipation and this giant goofy grin on his face. 
 
 `` Ok here goes. I'm not a holy mage'' I said very quietly as my voice shook a little bit. 
 
 `` I KNEW IT!!'' He stupidly screamed. All of the patrons turned and looked at him and he waved them off and said `` Sorry...'' to them all. Then looked at me and said `` sorry.I could n't contain it.'' If I were a warlock, the look I had given him would have cursed his silly ass for eternity. 
 
 After a moment or two, I leaned across the table a bit and asked ``..you did? What do you mean?'' So many thoughts were racing through my mind. 
 
 `` Well'' he said in his know-it-all voice, `` I knew you were n't like your folks. I do n't know exactly what your skill is, but I knew it was n't holy. I've known for years. I'm glad you are finally telling people.. wait.. am I the FIRST?!'' 
 
 `` Yeah stupid.who else would I tell first?!'' I snarled sarcastically at him while I sat back and crossed my arms. 
 
 `` Ok ok.so tell me. what is the skill? Is it fire? that would be cool! We could have some epic spars!'' he said as his voice raised. I looked at him again and he sank back down with an apologetic look. 
 
 `` Well not exactly.'' I muttered. Before I could get another word in he gleamed and had this almost evil smile on his face and he asked ``....frost?!'' 
 
 `` Haha you wish dude.besides you would n't want me frost. I'd be better at it than you!'' I gloated. 
 
 `` HA! With my family and training?! in your dreams buddy!'' he excitedly replied. I could feel the mood lifting a bit. I knew he was the right choice to tell. A moment after the laughter decided, I smiled and was ready to tell my secret. 
 
 `` I'm a necromancer'' There it was. My heart raced.. 
 `` Wow.that's heavy man. I knew it was different.. but not THAT different.'' 
 `` Well are you ok with that? I mean you do n't have any prejudices with this.. do you??.'' I asked sort of angrily. 
 
 `` No no no no.. absolutely not man.. you should know me better than that.'' He snapped at me. `` It's just a lot to take in is all. You're my bud, and I'm here for you through thick and thin.'' He said to my relief. 
 
 
 `` How the hell am I going to tell my parents man'' I asked him as I started to tear up. 
 
 `` Just tell them. They're your parents. They'll understand.I hope''. He started to chuckle at that last part.. as did I. We shared a good laugh because we both knew that it would n't go over well. 
 
 I sarcastically said `` It's going to go over light a drunk wind mage in a china shop.'' Our laughter got more boisterous and jovial. I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked at my friend again with a more stern look. 
 
 I asked him `` What am I going to do.. they're going to disown me''. 
 He replied `` You're always welcome at our house. The cold and the dead sort of go hand in hand. Also, since we're sharing secrets..'' he leaned in and looked around the room as he motioned for me to lean in as well and whispred..'' My grandfather used to harbor necromancers before the Magical Rights Accords.'' 
 
 I was shocked.. I leaned back and looked at him and said `` YOUR family did that? Some of the most respected frost mages of our area did that?'' He nodded smugly. `` I have a whole new respect for your family.'' 
 
 At this point the waitress came over to check on us. `` How you boys doing? Need anything else?'' She asked in her perky voice again. 
 
 Ryan looked at me waiting for my cue. `` No just the check. I'll get his drink as well.'' Ryan definitely pleased with that said `` Thanks bro!'' 
 The waitress smiled and said `` I'll be right back with the check.'' 
 
 Ryan gathered his belongings and said `` Thanks again.. and remember, I'm here for you and so is my family. I'm going to call my father and let him know so we can get a room ready for you just in case. Seriously man good luck''. He gave me a quick hug and left the bar. 
 
 As he left, the waitress came back with the check. She looked at Ryan's empty seat and looked back at me and said `` Boy he left in a hurry did n't he?'' 
 `` Yeah.he's excitable sometimes.'' I said with a silly grin on my face. 
 
 She looked around the clearing room and slid into the booth next to me to my surprise and leaned in close `` I'd be exited too if I found out my friend was an unholy master of the dead'' she whispered with a sultry smile on her face. 
 I froze. I had no idea how to respond. After a few moments of her staring at me I asked her `` You heard that? Oh god.how many other people heard'' 
 
 She put her arm around me and said `` do n't worry sweetie, nobody but me heard.'' She snapped her fingers and a little blue flame came out of them. As my eyes opened wide the flame started to flicker and glow purple and with a small poof, a tiny little ethereal butterfly appeared and fluttered around my face and then landed on her finger. 
 
 `` I'm a druid'' She said with an increasingly beautiful smile on her face. `` I can conjure spirit animals and other life forms as well as master nature itself.'' 
 
 `` I see that..'' I said with a dumfounded look on my face, still not getting it. `` But how'' I started to inquire, and she cut me off. She slid the check closer to me, grabbed my hand and placed it on the paper. She looked me in the eyes and said `` You looked interesting..and you have an air about you. It piqued my curiosity and I had my little friend eavesdrop a bit. Sorry for the intrusion, but us druids get our power for the ancient Dryads, and we can be a bit mischievous at times. I hope you do n't think less of me.'' she said in a pouty tone as her butterfly fluttered around and then faded away. 
 
 `` I'' I could n't even talk. 
 `` Cellest.'' she said with a smirk. `` It's my name, and under your hand is the check, which I expect a decent tip on'' as she winked at me'' and my phone number. Call me sometime, and we can summon some spirits together.'' She bounced up out of the booth and waved at me as she went about her duties. 
 
 I picked up my coat and left the bar and started to walk. The cold was biting my face.. but I looked down at the receipt with her number. The thought of telling my folks about this all was still gnawing at the back of my mind. But every time I looked at this number I thought `` maybe this wont be so hard after all.'' 

