Alasinda ~

I took a deep breath in front of my mirror. "Tomorrow you're actually going to a public school. Don't freak out," I told myself. I quickly went to my scrying pool to get a view of the school. The school was about the same as the other public schools I got kicked out of for pouring oil on my P.E teacher. I hate P.E. I hoped that we didn't have P.E in this school. Suddenly, I remembered that I needed to replenish my oil supply so no nasty intruders would find my lamp if I was out on a midnight run. I started to scry the area around me when suddenly I saw a girl in red rush past my lamp.

Am I the only one who's writing?

Alasinda-

The morning was damp. I hopped on my flying carpet and told it to go to my new school. As I walked into the hallway, I picked up my schedule. It said:

P1

Arithemetic~ 7:00 - 7:30

Science~ 7:30 - 8:00

Woodshop~ 8:00 - 8:30

FP~ 8:30 - 8:50

P2

Music~ 8:50 - 9:00

Home Economics~ 9:00 - 9:30

Library~ 9:30 - 10:00

History~ 10:00 - 10:20

P3 

Study Hall~ 10:20 - 11:00

Geography~ 11:00 - 11:30

Free Writing~ 11:30 - 12:00

Lunch~ 12:00 - 12:25

P4 

D.E.A.R (Drop Everything And Read)~ 12:25 - 12:50

Magical Creatures~ 12:50 - 1:30

SS (Social Studies)~ 1:30 - 2:00

P5 

Spelling~ 2:00 - 2:10

Magic~ 2:10 - 3:00

Extracurriculim (Optional. See sign-up sheet)~ 3:00 - 4:00 

I went over to the sign up sheet and found a list of activities. I signed up for the Community Helpers Club. I walked over to Arithemetic and saw a girl dressed in red with large glasses, a short girl with a ginormus bow, and a boy with blond hair and blue eyes that were already here for arithemetic. I looked nervously around the room as I took a seat. "HI! I'M YOUR ARITHMETIC TEACHER, JACKIE HILL!" screamed a voice. I jumped mentally and physicaly. "TAKE OUT YOUR MATH BOOKS!" shouted the teacher. He certainly shouts a lot. "NOW, CAN ANYONE RECITE 23 DIGITS OF PI AS A WARMUP?" he screamed again. I raised my hand and said, "3.14159265358979323864246." "VERY WELL!" he yelled. I wasn't listening. I was scanning the room's occupants. There was the girl in red. She had light brown hair done in a pixie cut and green eyes that looked owlish because of her glasses. A red sweatshirt identical to the one I saw in my scrying bowl was on her. The other girl was quite short with reddish-brown hair that was reeeally curly with a gigantic bow in it that matched the rest of her outfit. The last person in the room was the boy. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and tanned skin. I couldn't make out anything else because I had to squint whenever the teacher shouted, which was always. I sucked in my breath. Now, I apparently "liky liked" him. 

Sorry if I controlled you too much, Embers, Cho, and Joss. Especially Embers because I showed what you were doing after school too. But doesn't Red do that every day? *Shrugs shoulders in confusion* Also, how many people "liky like" Arthur now? BTW, Jackie Hill was supposed to be Jack from Jack and Jill Went up the Hill.  

Oh. Umm... Cho and Joss both left. Embers is still here. I'll make a come back thread!

So, what happens to Arthur and  Mufette? Should we ust post as them and make descisions about them together?

I say yes. 

~Azure

I spend lunch in the library again. I'm so bored of reading all of the same books! 

Greta~

In gym, the one intresting thing happens. We are studying fencing, and it's the blue-haired girl Azure's turn. She beats the boy who tried to cut of her wings. Interesting. Shnitzels. It's my turn.

@UNSUSPECTINGSTRYTLLR is this okay?

Yes, it is okay.

~Azure

I smile as Jack hand me the books. He's a nice guy. My smile widens when I see the titles. "Thank you!" I say. "It's... It's just what I needed!" He shruggs, a bit embarassed, and smiles back.

LATER-

We're learning fencing. My opponent: the bully. Turns out I'm pretty good at this type of thing. He, on the other hand, has practically no skill at all. I find it kind of funny, seeing that he's the one who's bigger and has a muscular build an also a reputation for stuffing others in trash cans. I mean seriously, when you look at my size(tiny), my build(skinny), and my reputation for hiding, you'd think that I'd be on the floor and out of breath. I catch another girl looking at me. Hey... Wasn't she with the girl in red the other day?

The second bell rings. It's now officially period three,, and I'm now officially late to class.       Algebra II. Who cares?

I manage to slide into class without the gray-haired teacher noticing. He's too caught up droning  ON and ON about THINGS that I will probably never use in LIFE. As he's babbling, a text from Shenzi pops up on my phone, which I'm actually not supposed to have in class.

hey scar wanna grab eats @ jin's l8r 

I smile. Shenzi's uncle Huojin runs a small sushi place downtown. It's really called South Ocean, but over the years, people have named it after the manager. 

yeah sure shenz, get eddy ill meet u @ 1

I slip my smuggled phone back under my dest and into my backpack. I spend the rest of the lecture carving KING SCAR onto my desk with my unsheathed claws.

At 12:30, instead of heading towards the cafeteria, which reeks of week-old fish, I slip out the window of the first-floor girl's bathroom. I take a bus downtown, and find Ed and Shenzi sitting on a bench outside. 

The bell jingle as I walk into Jin's restaurant.

"Hi, Jin," I exclaim.

He smiles, and when I'm close enough, I toss him a ten dollar bill folded into a paper plane. 

"The usual, Sarah? Same for you, Shenzi? Ed??"

We nod, and my friends and I enjoy the rest of my lunch period happily. 

Alasinda-

Why?! WHY?! Why do we have P.E and why is it not on the schedule? My mother always told me to refrain from pouring scalding oil on the P.E teacher but I can't! The girl in red was looking at me after I looked at her in arithemetic. Who is she?

My CAPTCHA says verb. First time Gigi actually said a word.

Gigi: Gigi WANT OREO !!!! 

Greta~

Azure's bag is sitting on her chair. I slip a note inside it saying,

Meet me at the red ribbon cafe after school.

-Greta 

Alasinda-

When the bell rings, I'm immedietaly out of my chair and out on the street. I head down Bakers St. to all the bakeries. I walk down the street and look at the signs. I see Jack Horner's Plum on the Thumb pie shop, AppleWhites, Penny Chicken Preztels, Blue Boy's Bakery, and finally, my mom's bakery: Genie Sweets. I push the front door open, slap a wad of money on the counter, grab a muffin, and leave without saying a word to my mom. We had a little disagreement, okay, a BIG disagreement, and we haven't talked since. I duck into the alleyway with my lamp in it and grab the lamp. I head off toward the Village. I heard about it from the teenage gossip grapevine. I knock on the door of a random house and waited. Amazingly, the girl in red answered the door. "What do you want?" she asked crossly. I asked her "Do you have space enough for this lamp?" "Yeah, why?" she said. " Because I live in it." I answered. "Alright put it in the closet." she said. "By the way, what's your name?" I asked her."Red." She said, and I knew by the tone of her voice that conversation was over. I went ahead and placed my lamp in the closet and transported me into it.