Everyone has their own ideas of what a 'dream school' will be like. Lexi's was this amazing place where the dorms would be full of students happy to be there, and there would be fields of green, ready to be used to train on, and so many other amazing things. Shadowhunters Academy was basically nothing like what she imagined. Outside of the school it was very… dull. There were almost no colors except for the blue sky above, and the green grass below. The campus seemed to be almost empty. Lexi went into the girl's' dorm and saw that there still weren't many people there. Though the outside was awful, the inside of the dorm wasn't. It was actually quite nice. The furniture was new and unused, everything was bright and cheery as if the person who decorated it forgot that, we are girls, we are first and foremost shadowhunters.

"Alexia Ashdown?" Said an unfamiliar female voice from behind her. She turned to see who had said her name. There was a girl standing before her with dark brown hair, and equally dark eyes. She had a friendly, and happy sort of face. She smiled. "Oh, good. You're Alexia. That would have been awkward if you were someone else." Lexi smiled at her nervous ramble. "Well, I'm Aline Penhallow, you're dorm matron, just call me Aline, though."

"Uh, it's nice to meet you." Lexi looked down at her luggage, then back up at Aline. "What room am I in?"

"Oh, by the Angel, I can't believe I forgot to tell you." She looks at the clipboard in her hand and scans it. "Alright, Alexia, you were originally supposed to be in room seventy-two by yourself, but you got reassigned to room…" She looks down again and trail her finger down the paper, searching for something. "Ninety-five.""Thanks," Lexi said, wondering why she randomly got reassigned to a different room. She grabbed the handle of her suitcases and started to make her way to the stairs leading to the rooms. Before she could take more than five steps, Aline called to her again.

"Oh, Alexia, about room ninety-five…." Lexi looked back at her over her shoulder to see her face. It looked uncertain and apologetic. Lexi got this nervous feeling in her gut as she turned back around, knowing that face isn't a good sign. Probably bad news.

"Yes?" She said skeptically. Aline hesitated. By the Angel, Lexi thought. This really must not be good. But what could it be? "Aline, just tell me already, these bags aren't going to get to my room on their own."

She smiled at her sarcasm. Wow, Lexi thought. She must be used to kids. If I said something like that at home, I'd likely be grounded. "Well, as you know, this is the high school dormitory and the Headmistress separates the grades to different floors, but this year the amount of ninth graders has gone up immensely and they won't fit on just the first floor so… they are getting half of yours and you all have to share a room with at least two other people." She said this all in a ramble like she was dreading her reaction….

Ugh, Lexi thought. One of the good things about coming here is that I finally won't have to share a room with Ryan. But of course she would never say that outloud to Aline, she seemed too nice.

"Okay," she said out loud, instead. "Who am I sharing a room with?"

"Oh, good, you aren't angry. I was a bit afraid there that you would be angry," Aline said and looked back down at her clipboard checking something else. "Well, Alexia, it looks like you will be sharing a room with two people. Let's see here…" She read two names off of the list. "Jessica Carstairs and… Genevieve-"

"-Blueheart?" Lexi filled in for her.

Aline snapped her head back up to face her, startled.

"Umm… yeah. Yes, how did you know?"

"I know because I live with her. Outside of school." Lexi could not believe this was happening. What were the odds? She finally gets rid of Ryan, just to have to share a room with Genna? What next, her parents turn out to be teachers?

Genna couldn't wait to start at Shadowhunter Academy. Unlike her friends and family, she actually liked school. Well, maybe she didn't like it, but she loved starting a new year. Every new school year was full of new opportunities. Who would want to pass that up?

She had woken up early that morning, too excited to eat breakfast. Buzzing and fluttering around the kitchen, she was like a human butterfly, somehow wrapped up in her thoughts and still on earth at the same time.

Already dressed, Genna grabbed a waffle off the table, gave both of her parents a quick kiss on the cheek and was out the door.

Right after that she remembered her three bags of luggage and she went back inside to retrieve then she was on her way to the beginning of a brand new year of love and life. Of friends she could possibly end up spending her entire life with, and maybe secrets and adventures and something special she had never even thought of.

Pshh, and to think that Lexi called her sappy and attention-seeking.

She had walked to the front desk with a big smile on her face, which probably scared the office woman.

She was pretty, with dark brown hair and eyes. And raised eyebrows at the sight of this giddy young girl.

"Hello." She said, glancing down at the stack of papers at her desk. "Name?"

"Genevieve Blueheart, ma'am. "

The woman looked up at her, curiously.

"Alright." She opened up a drawer and pulled out a brown clipboard. "Room ninety-five."

Genna frowned. No name? No smile? No life-changing matron-given advice for a young and intuitive mind?

She shrugged.

Her room was perfect. Or at least it was in her opinion. It was almost twice as big as her old room back at the Ashdowns'. A light beige colored paint covered the walls. Perhaps she'd go over them with shades of blue and silver, with permission from her roommate of course. Oh yeah, and the administration too.

Soft carpeting… large windows… scented soaps in the bathroom? Oh yeah. She was going to love living here.

The carpet was currently the color of a wolf's fur. Genna would have to bring in some colorful rugs to lighten things up.

One thing confused her, though. There were three bunk-sized beds, lined up against the west wall, opposite the bathroom.

Why three? To Genna's knowledge, the usual number of girls sharing a dorm room was two. Why were there three beds in the room? Genna had thought that she would only have one roommate.

Genna was looking around and exploring the room when the door opened. She turned to see who her roommate was. She gasped. For what seemed like eternity compacted into a couple of seconds, she was staring into the striking blue eyes of her adoptive sister.

"Lexi?! What are you doing here?"

Genna couldn't tell whether she was happy, or disappointed. One thing was for sure though, she was thoroughly astonished.

On the negative side, Lexi looked mad. Very mad. The fists at her sides were clenched tight, and her shoulders were set back rigidly, like they had been the time Ryan had thrown her favorite leather jacket into the dryer, resulting in it becoming too small for even Genna's petite little sister to wear. By the end of the week, he had been complemented by the senior citizens around the block again and again on his "tasteful" pink hair. Although the shaved eyebrows really set the whole look off.

Alexia Ashdown wasn't mad. She was furious. And Genna and everyone who had ever stayed in the Ashdown house knew that nothing good could possibly come out of that.

Jess was not having the best day. She had woken up happy, and eager for the day that was to come. But when she went to brush her hair in front of the mirror… yikes.

Her little sister, Chloe, had put baby powder in her hair. And it was everywhere. Her usual silky brown hair was now the color of dirty snow. Who wants dirty snow for hair? And on the first day of school? Ugh, Chloe. Now she would have to take a really quick shower, and risk being late. Thankfully her mom had badgered her until she had finished all of her packing the previous night. So she didn't have that to worry about.

Jess quickly ran into the bathroom and showered as fast as she could.

Granted, it took around three or four shampoo washes to remove every last puff of powder, but determination (and also fear of her angry mother's wrath for being late on the first day) kept the adrenaline pumping. She was out in five minutes. She was dressed in another two and a half.

With messy, not yet dry hair, a purple cardigan and yoga pants, she grabbed her two bags, a green apple, and shot one last glare at her "wonderful" little sister as she tripped her way out the door and into a brand new world.

When Jess arrived at the massive school of Shadowhunters Academy, she was breathless, bruised and scratched up, from running up the twisting paths leading all over the campus.

Thorn covered vines had occupied every inch of the southern pathways, and she had quickly become closely acquainted with each one of them. She got to the girls dorm panting and sweaty. So much for that shower, she thought bitterly.

Making her way into the building, she quickly scanned the lobby for someone who could lead her to her dorm room. There was only one person who was in the lobby. She was on the shorter side, and had brown hair, with brown eyes. She also looked as if she was waiting for someone…

Suddenly, the woman looked up from her clipboard and noticed Jess standing there for the first time and looked into the eyes of the run down teenage girl, whose facial expression could only be described as; "deer caught in the headlights," for the first time. She got up and walked over to her, not looking happy in the least.

"Are you Jessica Carstairs?" She asked, narrowing her eyes. Jess couldn't seem to make her mouth form words so she simply nodded in answer to the scary looking lady's question. "By the Angel, where have you been? All of the students for this dorm are already here and in their rooms unpacking!" The lady was practically shouting at her. All of a sudden, she seemed to take in Jess's appearance, her eyes scanning over the bruises and scratches.

"You took the south paths?"

"Yeah." Jess took a deep breath.

The woman sympathized her expression and apologized."I'm sorry Ms. Carstairs, my name is Aline Penhallow and it has been a rough and worrisome morning." She took a deep breath and added, "Your room is number ninety-five and you'll be sharing it with Genevieve Blueheart and Alexia Ashdown. Have a nice day." She then went back to her chair, crossed something off her clipboard and didn't say another word.

Jess took her bags and went up to her new room, eager to meet her new roommates. Hopefully the rest of her day wouldn't be as horrid as the beginning.

As Jess walked up the hallway, she counted the golden numbers engraved into the doors. Eighty-nine, ninety, ninety-one, ninety-two, ninety-three, ninety-four, and finally room ninety-five.

Please be better than Chloe, she thought. Anything better than Chloe… She cautiously opened her door to - a stand off?

Two girls - who must have been Alexia Ashdown and Genevieve Blueheart - were standing directly across from each other. The tall blonde one had piercing blue eyes and a look of fury upon her face. The other was shorter, and had black hair with gray-ish eyes and had her chin up high. It all looked like trouble.

Uh oh, Jess thought to herself. I miss Chloe.

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