Disclaimer: Hey don't sue me Im a fan some of this stuff doesn't belong to me it belongs to JK Rowling. Most of the characters teachers and Goliathian school is mine. Thanks for reading(

Chapter one: Meet the Crew

So, Krisen was a suburban Punk Rock chick. She had a shit load of a friends and family that cared about her. Her summer holidays were so boring though. She was invited to parties and went on a short vacation but, she always liked just being by her self sitting in her basement just listening to some rock and roll. Even though this seemed boring to her she preferred it over the wild life, and getting drunk with her friends every night.
Krisen was fifteen years old, she had blue eyes and blonde hair, with a streak of blue on each side, and she was very pretty her parents always told her she was ruining her appearance by putting blue in her hair. Though, with her all her teenage angst she just thought well fuck you but, in a nice way. All she cared about was music, playing her guitar, writing some songs, poetry and short stories. Her clothing attire usually consisted of tight blue jeans, a worn out concert tee she had gotten at her favorite concerts or some shirts with her favorite bands on them sometimes cutting them up to her style and adding a big pair of bright colored earrings and a pair of converse... She had always felt a lot different then all of her friends except for two she felt connected to.
Her two best friends Jess and Lisa were different then she was they were all distinctly different. Seeing how Krisen hung around everyone Jess and Lisa were not that great of friends from two different groups Jessica being popular and Lisa being a "lower class." Krisen didn't care much though seeing how she used her popularity to befriend everyone.
Jess had long Hazel-Nut brown hair with bleach blonde streaks; her eyes were a clear, bright green. Her interests were basically reading up on witch-craft and vampires. She bought comic books and made her own chunky jewelry which was all beyond beautiful she really had an amazing talent for it. All her hand made jewels hung from her wrists and around her neck.
Lisa had strawberry-blonde hair which was rather short and poofy. She was rather thin and pale; she never wore make-up but, possessed a natural beauty. Her teeth had braces and she preferred her blue horn-rimmed glasses over her contacts. She was into her studies a lot; she bended to her friends needs and was always ready to help out with a problem. She never judged people before she knew them and was always searching for ways to make people feel good. The only reason Krisen thought she was not the most popular girl in school was because she associated her self with people that were low class and geeky, and didn't bend too much to show off some cleavage or wear some eyeliner. She was also very shy. Her outfits were usually jeans or a kaki skirt followed by some super preppy collared shirt in a bright color.
One day Krisen was sitting on her front porch steps in suburbia staring at the street as cars passed. Phone clutched tightly in her hand she always talked on the phone with people while sitting outside on the porch, she still held the phone even though she had hung up with Jess. She could smell the flowers her mom planted in the yard and the colors were all over hanging from flower stands and all over were flower beds leading to the side walk before you hit the street. She waved at one of her friends who had passed on a bike and then leaned back a little and stared at the sky.
Then, she saw something in the sky clearly seen how the sky was cloudless. It looked like a bird and it was coming straight for her. She exclaimed.

"What the hell?!" as the golden bird looked as though it was going to crash into her.

She could see now as it was close that it was a golden owl, the sun reflected off of its feathers. She moved out of the way just as it landed not even where she was sitting but on an old wagon wheel next to the porch, her mom kept it in the yard for decoration or something.
It was clutching something tightly in its beak; it looked like a letter of some sort sealed in the back with silvery wax.

She thought to herself. "I better not touch that thing, it might have a disease or something it's already stealing mail it must be insane!"

The owl dropped the letter clicked its beak and flew away. Krisen looked at the letter puzzled, and a bit scared. She was looking down on a letter that was addressed to her, but it didn't just say Krisen Burkant. It was addressed to 134 Chimneys Blvd. front porch next to the telephone. The telephone was right next to the letter right on the front porch of 134 Chimneys Blvd.

She looked at it for awhile debating weather or not to run to her parents screaming "there's a psycho killer after me watching my every move and he loves owls and uses wax to seal envelopes call the cops!"

Instead feeling safe on her rather busy road and when the neighbors were out watering their lawns and people passing on bikes she doubted anyone could see her open it, come to get her and no one would notice the fight. She picked up the letter without a return address and ripped through the envelope.
Pulling out a piece of parchment that had handwritten words on it:

Miss Krisen Burkant,
The witch and wizard association of America proudly states in the following letter that you have been noticed to receive and outstanding education in the topic of sorcerery and Golianthions School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I bet you have never heard of us, fear not my child all the answers you seek are in the following piece of parchment.
Krisen then pulled another piece of parchment out of the torn envelope, it stated:

Goliathians School of witchcraft and Wizardry is a highly honored and elite school. We are located in a secret location you will have to take a "portkey" to get there. A Portkey is a piece of trash that when you touch it, it will take you to you desired location, this is no regular piece of trash so don't go searching in your dumpster. It will be an old boot located down you street in front of Frankie's Pizzeria (We have it in with them.) The portkey will leave at exactly 9:00Am September the first. Now, back to the school, yes. We have noticed you have obvious magic power though you may not have physical proof, you feel different yes? Not, just by looking different but, the way you do not associate yourself with your muggle friends very well though they want to spend time with you. Yes, Miss Burkhant we have indeed been watching you and we expect to see you soon! Oh, and Miss Burkhant you may tell your parents about this but, non of your muggle friends. Muggle meaning Non-Magical people dear. Of course they will wonder where you have gone, you excuse boarding school. You will be aloud to keep in touch after all. Another piece of parchment in the envelope will show you supplies needed and assortment of things you can bring along also where to get them. I feel your parents will have an understanding of the significance of the education. Thank you for you time darling.

Gercank Holdings Headmaster Gercank Holdings Sireena Falson Headmistress Sireena Falson