Chapter 1: First Day of Term.

The new school came into view, three stories with white washed walls. So this was Kara's new school? It looked fine... It looked much better then her old one; a collapsing ruin with rusty gates. This one held promise in Kara's heart.

All of the students she passed in the corridors wore their school uniforms, just like hers; black leggings, white shirt, red tie, black blazer. But there was a difference; only Kara's still had the school emblem on it, no-one elses did. She noticed she recived quite a few strange looks from the students that she passed on her way to the headmaster's office, though she did not understand why.

The headmaster she found at his desk, he reeked of alcohol, bloodshot eyes finding her uncertinally. 'Wha...? Who are you...?' he wondered.
'Er... I'm Kara Wilton, I transferred here from-'
'Oh! Ye...Yes, come... Sit.' he motioned for her to take a seat at the front of the desk. He was an odd looking man to be sure; long, greasy white hair, blood shot eyes struggling to notice her, as though he was nearly blind. Dressed in scruffy clothes that looked like he had been in for a while. His desk was scattered with papers scribbled with writings that Kara could not decipher. 'T- this school's been going downhill for a while now-' his eyes found Kara's school emblem.' AAH! TAKE IT OFF! TAKEITOFFNOW!' he screamed, leaping to his feet.
'What?'
'The emblem! Get rid of it!'
'What? Why?' Kara wondered, looking at it.
'Haven't you heard? If you wear that emblem it disfigures you forever!'
'O... OK...' Kara whispered, picking at the threads until the emblem finally peeled away from Kara's blazer. She passed it over to the headmaster who immediatly threw it into the bin. 'There. No harm done.' he assured her with a nervous laugh, sitting back down slowly.
'Ok, Mr...' she looked at the nameplate on the desk. 'A. Thoth? I'm glad to be at your school.'
'Yes... Yes. I'm sure you will. Now here-... Here...?' he scoured under stacks of papers, searching for something in particular. 'Here...' he passed her a paper. 'Is your school timetable, unfortunately I'm too busy to show you around, so just... ask the students if you need anything. Goodbye, Kara.' he waved her off gently before resting his head to the desk and snoring loudly as he fell alseep immediatly.

The library was where Kara went first, hoping to find the needed texts for her science lesson; A massive room with bookshelves on each wall. 'Dad-'
'Not now, Wilbur, I'm busy...' the man behind the librarian desk assured him, sliding his glasses back up his nose before facing the computer. 'I shall speak with you later, Wilbur.'
The aformentioned teen lowered his head, defeated; he was an odd one, chinless, with sharp angular features. Kara waited until he had left before approaching the librarian; a man with hair a startling shade of bright pink and sharp eyes behind amusingly large glasses. 'Yes?' he wondered.
'Errr... Hi, I'm new here and I haven't had time to buy any new books-'
'Hrmm...' the librarian sighed. 'Is it too much to ask Az to send out a copy of the needed text along with the application acceptance forms?' He reached under the desk scouring for something. 'I suppose I could give the library's refrence copy, but I will need you to sign for it.' A dusty battered tome was left on the counter along with a notepad and pen for library purposes.

'Sure, thanks.'
'Uh-huh...' the librarian muttered as he returned to his computer.