Hey, it's me, POMCPH2OLover. I updated the account because I was in sixth grade(!) when I made it. I am now in tenth. I will do my best to continue to work on my old story along with this new one, but to do that, you will have to bother me on Google Plus (Danielle Jewell) to remind me to get on here.

GREENHAVEN ACADEMY: PROLOUGE

Flames covered my hand. It was a usual occurrence.

I just wanted to make it to the admissions office. I didn't want my excitement to burn down the school.

As I ran to the door, I fell into a brick wall.

A HOT brick wall!

It's the first wall I've ever seen to have raven black hair and piercing blue eyes -

It's a boy isn't it?

"Where are you going in such a hurry, Ms. Heat?

I looked down at my hand. It was still on fire. So was half my arm.

I looked back up at him and gulped. "T-the admissions office."

"Well, boys, looks like we've got a newbie."

Boys?

Oh.

There were 3 boys standing behind the not-wall.

There was a geeky looking guy with a shirt with a weird blue box on it, holding a clipboard, an adorable blonde who seemed to be considerably younger than the rest, and a boy in a tee that read "Fall Out Boy" and tattered jeans holding a stick of dynamite.

I didn't want to ask about that.

"Just calm down a little," box boy suggested, "And we can take you there."

That sounded like a great idea, except...

"I've never been to a school like this before. Or to any school, actually. I've been homeschooled my whole life." So, yeah. It was kind of hard to calm down!

"Private, can't you do something?" asked not-wall looking at the blonde.

Private. I'll have to remember that.

"I suppose." He looked at me. "Are you okay with magic?"

"I dunno. Should I be?" After living under what might as well have been a rock for the past fifteen years, I wasn't sure how to answer that.

Wall boy sighed. "Considering your arm is on fire, I believe the answer would be yes."

I looked down. Yup. Now my whole arm is on fire. Great.

"Alright, I was just asking. I don't know how well the spell would work if it would just freak her out more.

"Cessabit." *

I instantly felt better. I don't know what Private did, but I didn't care. All I knew is that I was going to make it to the admissions office and not burn the building down.

And that made me feel good.

Wall boy and his friends started walking away. "Come on, aren't you coming? We're taking you to the admissions office right?"

And that made me feel great.

Here you go. It's chapter 1!

I'm excited to share this with you. I decided to post it on here for two reasons: 1) I really should be on here. 2) I want this to be a published book and I need feedback. I already have the characters actual names (Marlene will be Cassia, Skipper will be Hunter; they are shipped.)

* I have absolutely no creativity when it comes to spells, so generally they will be Latin. Cessabit is "become calm".**

**At least according to Google Translate.