bythelght: Hey! This is my first fanfiction ever. Pease don't be too brutal and I hope you enjoy!
The front door slammed behind me. This was it. I was really in Europe, about to attend one of the most prestigious schools ever. I'd flown over from Colorado three nights ago and there I was. And I was nervous as hell.
A new school in a whole new continent? At the age of 12? How could my mother- I stopped myself. It was time to go to school. It was bound to be boring as usual.
I ran straight to the top of the street and took a look around at the people surrounding the bus stop. All dressed in a blue cape like me. A boy broke away from the group and, noticing that I was all alone, sauntered on over.
"You new here?" he asked with a friendly smile.
"Yeah," I murmured.
"Well, I'm Fidelio. Friends call me Fido. And you are?"
"Jackie." I took his hand and shook it.
When a blue bus came around to pick us up, Fido and I were in a deep conversation about tubas. He sat next to his buddy whom I soon was introduced to. I took the seat in front of them. We traveled to Bloor's Academy while I met some people.
There was a gangly guy named Gabriel and a boy who looked like he was going to be sick. His name was Dagbert.
Once the bus reached Bloors, all five of us strolled over to the Bloors Academy front entrance. The place was huge and made entirely of stone and slate to my pleasant surprise. The main doors were wooden and intimidating. No way to get past those. It's funny, but Bloors looked more like an old beat-up castle rather than a school.
Just as we were about to enter, a strong hand firmly grasped my shoulder.
bythelight: Not so great, but the next one will be better. If there is one.