Kaethe, a short-haired skinny 14 year old, sat at the railway station at a deserted fountain drawing in her notebook. She looked out of place in Germany because she dressed in the fashions of the states. She wore flared jeans and cute tops. Besides being only 5'3" she had shoulder length honey blonde hair that was always poofy except for those rare days that it would lie smooth as glass except for the end that always seemed to flip out.
She had gray-green eyes that sparkled with her personnel fire, though hardly anyone saw it in them. Her glory was in her artwork. Even though she wasn't lacking in the chest area, she was always wearing cute sweaters, or jackets and no one ever saw her tiny waist and beautiful figure.
At the moment she was waiting on the train that was going to take her to her new home, Feuer Schule aus Mädchen, the closest translation was "Fire School of Girls".
As Kaethe stepped off the platform that serviced the school, the train went straight to the school, she stood in awe of it.
A huge castle stood before her, complete with towers and ramparts and even a stable!
"What have I gotten myself into?" she whispered.
"Only the best school in Germany!" a loud rather dreamy voice called out to no one in particular.
Author's Note
If you haven't guessed already, they're speaking German. But I am writing it in English so you all who don't know the glorious language can understand it.
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