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by My Guineapig Ships Megstiel

Valerie Harp has only wondered a couple of things in her life: a)who were her parents b) why wasnt she like every body else and c) where did her weird thoughts keep coming from when a blue box turns up on her doorstep, she and her magic friends are given a choice, see the stars, or work for Australias sancturay.

The world doesn't end because the doctor dances… a voice in her mind echoed

Of course it doesn't want a stupid statement, she thought bitterly

Of course the statement didn't make her upset, nor did any of the other voices filling her lonely thoughts. she only had two other friends, and since not having magic she was the odd one out. The one who couldn't make the bullies trip over air, the one who couldn't lift the moisture of her clothes when someone spilt drinks on her, the one who couldn't escape teachers glares by walking on the walls and making them think themselves insane. She was bitter because she didn't have magic; she was bitter because she didn't have anything.

She had some looks, for example, she looked slightly Asian, with a sharp jaw line and high cheekbones. Her hair was natural, but looked like it had been dyed blonde, and her body was more or less desirable. But that was it, and the sad thing about that was, people didn't want her personality. They wanted to hang out with the pretty blonde girl, they wanted to look good, and for this exact reason she couldn't have a boyfriend. She was allowed one, after all living without parents had some advantages, but she wouldn't allow herself. She was pretty sure the only boyfriend she would ever have would have to be blind.

And that is why Valerie Harp was bitter; she was nothing but a pretty pink flower to society. She did get good grades and she was fairly smart, but she was pretty sure some of the teachers were hitting on her.

Her friends burst through the door, locking it and pressing their back to it, as hell hounds pounded against the crappy wood.

"with stand." The boy muttered and the door was instantly still, no matter how much pressure was put on it, it wouldn't budge.

A blind boy and an equally pretty girl, both with magic, both with skill, but if they had to live off their own food- they would die. Dinner was already on the table, tender apricot chicken and rice. It was pretty good food considering they were one slip away from homeless. Valerie had already put the kids to bed; because of course, what was an orphanage without children.