Chapter 1: A dream coming true
Jason was an ordinary, nineteen year old boy. He lived on earth with his parents. He had everything,
yet he felt like something was missing.
His entire life he believed in magic and in fairies, witches, warlocks and other magical creatures.
He believed that there was a world out there somewhere, where magic bloomed.
He always had this feeling, that he was magical.
Almost every night, he dreamt that he had wings and that he was flying.
Sometimes he even dreamt about fighting evil. Every one knew about his believe in magic.
Some people teased him with it, others became his friends because of it.
There was Jared, who was his best friend. He also believed with all his heart.
The two often talked about how it would be if they actually have powers.
"well I guess it will always stay just a dream" Jared said, while throwing a pillow to Jason.
"HEY! DON'T SAY STUFF LIKE THAT! ARE YOU MAD?" Jason replied angrily.
Jared knew that Jason would get mad, he hates even the smallest sign of disbelieve.
"I'm sorry, okay? It's just that I'm already 22 and your already 19, if we are magical, we must find out real soon, or I'm afraid it might never happen. If we are too old they won't want us anymore" Jared said silently.
"I know, I know" Jason replied irritated. "It's late I should head home"
"ok, I'll see you soon" Jared waved at Jason.
"sure, I'll call you" Jason said while shutting the door.
"Jared is right, if we don't get anything soon… It's already September the day after tomorrow! It must happen now. But he's probably right about the fact that it will probably just stay a dream… NO, that can't be.. I have magic! I just know it."
"Mom, Dad, I'm home!" he yelled when he entered his living room.
"Good, how was your day?" his mother asked from the kitchen.
"Fine, I guess. Nothing really happened." Jason said to his mom, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "How was your day mom?"
"Fine, didn't really do anything, I just went to the store that's all. Oh by the way, there was a letter for you!"
"A letter for me? Where is it?"
"right here" His mother handed him a letter. "I think it's a love letter" said his mother
"who would send my a love letter mom? I mean come on.."
"well I don't know, the envelope is pink so what am I supposed to think?"
"ok, ok your right" Jason said
He opened the envelope and a hologram appeared.
It was a rather old woman, her hair white, some triangular glasses on her nose. Jason thought that she looked kind.
"what the hell?" said his mother astonished. "what's going o.."
"mom, shut up already. Let's just hear what's it is about ok?"
The woman began to talk
"Dear Jason, My name is Faragonda. I'm headmaster of the Alfea school for fairy's.
Your dreams have come to our attention, your believe is right. you are magical. And not just magical, we believe that you have the potential to become a male fairy, which is rather rare.
Therefore we invite you to come to Alfea collage. We are terribly sorry about the delay, but we had to make sure that you had the gift. We know that you are 19 and most of our students start at the age of 16. But we promise that it will not cause any trouble. Inside the envelope you will find a pink whistle. Blow it when your ready to come to Alfea, make sure that your holding your baggage. Please blow the whistle on the last day of august. It will transport you here. We hope to see you soon. With kind regards Miss Faragonda."
The woman's projection disappeared. Jason was smiling, he couldn't believe what just happened.
"mom, do you know what this means?"
His mother stood there looking like she could faint any minute.
"y-y-you where r-r-r-right…" she whispered "I-I-I think t-that you better start packing!"
His mother smiled "I'm happy for you son, don't worry about your father, I will explain it to him,"
Jason went to his room, threw his suitcase on his bed. He ran to his closet and started to throw all his clothes into the suitcase.
He couldn't believe what just happened. "I really am magical" he thought. "All these years I was right!" When he finished packing Jared just shot through his mind.
"I have to tell him!" he thought. He entered Jared's number on his cell phone.
"Jason! You will never believe what happened!" Jared yelled.
"Well neither will you!" Jason yelled back
"Wait, did you receive a letter for the sorcerer collage in Magix?" Jared asked.
"No, I got a letter for the Alfea collage for fairies."
"WHAT! Collage for fairies.. aren't fairies like.. girls?"
"Well apparently male fairies exist too Jared, I got a flute to blow on the last day.."
"Of august! I know I also got on. Can you believe it? We better start packing!" Jared said enthusiastic.
"I just finished packing" Jason replied.
"whaaaaaaat, your always faster then me. That's not fair. But think about it Jason, we will learn magic together! Just like we always wanted!" said Jared.
"Yeah, together, but still separated. We will be at different schools, remember?"
"Oooh, that's just an insignificant little detail, we will still be able to see each other, I'm sure of it, we just won't each other at school anymore, but we will see each other outside school.. like in the weekends!"
"Your right, Jared.. like most of the times!"
"yeah, well I better start packing! Bye Jason!"
"Bye Jared!"
Then It was finally there, the last day of august. Jason and his parents went to Jared's place.
He was already waiting, with his parents.
"well it's time!" Jared said upon Jason's arrival.
Both said goodbye to there parents, then they said goodbye to each other.
"well, I'll see you next weekend!" Jared said
"Of course you will, you wacko! Don't even dare to think that I will get of your back that easily, your not my best friend for nothing you know!" Jason replied.
"ready?" Jared asked
"ready!"
"on three?"
Jason nodded and Jared started to count.
"one… two… three!"
Jason and Jared both blew the whistle and light started to engulf them, the light was followed by a flash and they weren't in Jared's house anymore.
Jason was falling in what seemed like a tunnel of rainbows and stars. He was nervous.
"I wonder how it will be like" he asked himself.