A/N: Hey This is my first fan fiction and It is kind of a Charlie Bone book 4 ½ ummmm…. If you want to be or have a character made for you please PM me with a description(if needed please look at my profile which has a description guide on it) this may go on until about April 1st 2011 so please PM me about that… my story has a slow start but I am already writing chapter 8 and the story gets better and since I don't have a web enabled PC hooked up right now I am going to use Amma's laptop when possible so…. Please read and review flames accepted as well as compliments so without further ado:

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Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie Bone. Just this story and Ivie Rowan.

I put lines in between points of view.

A New Girl

Charlie Bone was running down the cold street towards the blue Bloor's Academy bus. It was November First 2001 and only one thing was on his mind "The Ruin Game!" Last year when Charlie had begun Bloor's Academy he had played the ruin game and nearly died.

Charlie Climbed onto the bus where other students in the music department sat. His friend Fidelio Gunn was waiting for him "Charlie!" he called out. Charlie sat down next to his friend "This week's the ruin game right Fido?" asked Charlie.

"Yep!" Fidelio cheerfully replied "But don't worry_ unless you've accepted any gifts from your aunties that is." He grinned and Charlie replied "'course not, you know I wouldn't"

What Charlie didn't know was that his clothes had been secretly replaced my clothes that his Great-Aunt Venetia had made.

Venetia Yewbeam was sitting in the small room in her sister Eustacia's house until Venetia could afford to have hers rebuilt. Her no good brother and meddling great nephew had burned it down that June and they would have to pay. Of course Charlie would be paying this Wednesday in the ancient castle ruins, she had made sure all of his clothes_ excluding his cape as he may suspect it after last year's "accident"_ were bewitched to draw Asa Pike_ in beast form_ to him without alarming him.

That had been her mistake last year she had bewitched his cape to magically glow he had figured out what was happening and took off the cape. Asa found him eventually of course but by the time he had, Charlie's dreadful friends had begun to head out to rescue him and Charlie had been saved.

This year_ just in case_ Charlie's friends would be locked in their dorm's with Venetia's new endowment proof poison smeared on the door.

Her sister Lucretia_ the matron at Bloor's_ had promised that she would lock them in and smear it on the poison on the door. Venetia cackled. Yes, her life would be much, much easier with him out of the way. She was almost one-hundred percent certain that nothing could stop her.

Charlie was on his way to French class when he felt a hand on his shoulder he turned to see Manfred Bloor. "Come with me Bone" he said

"Why?" asked Charlie that wasn't the best thing to say.

"Because the headmaster wants you" he replied dragging him towards the west wing. "not that it's any of your business" he added coldly.

"Um…. I think it just might be my business if I have to come"

"Well then you're not using your head are you Bone?"

Charlie wanted to protest but figuring it would only make things worse for himself said

"No Man_Sir" he remembered just in time that Manfred must now be called 'Sir'.

Manfred pushed Charlie through the door of Dr. Bloor's office, closed the door, and left.

_A bell chimed through Bloor's Academy. Manfred recognized it as the doorbell and he was compelled to follow Weedon to the door.

Once the door was open Manfred could see a girl who was most likely to be eleven or twelve standing on the porch.

"Who the heck are you?" asked Manfred.

"Ivie Elizabeth Rowan" the girl replied. She spoke with a strange accent_ maybe French or American_ I just moved here from the United States and would like to go to school here." Manfred scowled at her. "You can't just enroll in the middle of the year girl…" she just stood there, she seemed to be considering what to say next.

"GET LOST!" shouted Manfred. Weedon began closing the doors.

"Wait!" called Ivie "What?" snapped Manfred "I'm endowed, you can't just leave an out of control endowed child out of the school running around the city and abusing their talents now can you?" it was now obvious what she had been thinking about a moment ago… what to say so that she made no slip ups "Have you got money to pay the fees?" he asked her doubtfully. "Of course!" she said "how did you think I was going to enroll?"

"Never mind come with me" he commanded, she followed him to Dr. Bloor's office gaping and exclaiming at everything they passed. Once at Dr. Bloor's office if you were listening you could just here Charlie Bone shouting a line he had said around one million times. Manfred knocked.

"Enter" said Dr. Bloor. Manfred went in and Ivie followed him gazing around the office in awe. "Who is this?" he snapped pointing to Ivie "Ivie Elizabeth Rowan." she said smiling. "I wish to enroll here" Dr. Bloor's response wasn't much better than Manfred's. "You may enroll in January at the beginning of the new term!"

"She's endowed." Manfred put in.

Dr. Bloor raised his eyebrows.

"Charles Bone you are dismissed"

Ivie took a quick glance at the boy beside her and smiled "Rowan!" snapped Manfred

"Yes sir?" she looked away from Charlie and looked at him.

"He is supposed to be leaving you are slowing him down."

"Sorry sir."

Charlie left and Manfred closed the door Ivie was to tell them more about herself and here is her enrollment sheet:

Name: Ivie Elizabeth Rowan

D.O.B.: August 6th 1991

Mother: Anna Rockwell Rowan

Father: Jeff Rowan

Department: Drama (but I can do all 3)

Signature of student: Ivie

Signature of Headmaster: Bloor

Ivie paid her fee's for the rest of the term and also bought herself a purple cape.

She was then warned not to get close to 'Bone' then she was told that Charlie Bone_ or 'Bone' as… the man in the ponytail called him Ivie was curious, sometimes too curious for her own good.

"Sir?" she looked at Manfred

"Yes Ivie"_ he was doing the best he could to smile but he wasn't very good at it.

"What is your name sir?"

"Manfred_ but you are to call me sir"

"Yes sir… I just kind of wanted to know your name so that when I think I don't have to think of you as the man in the ponytail or the extremely handsome man" she had gone a little pink towards the end of that statement.

Manfred handed her a timetable and she was dismissed but on her way out of the west wing she ran into an extremely old man in a wheelchair. "Oh my gosh I am so so so so so sorry sir" She picked up the blanket that had fallen off of his lap and handed it back to him but he wasn't a very forgiving man apparently "Who in the name of Borlath are you?" he snapped

"I-I-I-Ivie E-E-Elizabeth R-R-R-Rowan the new endowed st-st-student." the old man suddenly looked interested. "Endowed?" he asked her

"Y-Y-Yes sir" she said

"And what is your endowment miss Rowan?"