Wysteria wasn't for Olivia. For starters, she was a 'human' wizard, whereas her classmates were all pig-people as she called them. Except for a few, like her roommate, Nalia Dunestrider. Nalia was a cat-person from a world called Mirage, who talked like an Arab. She was alright, but more of a by-the-book, goody-two-shoes kind of girl. The opposite of Olivia. Olivia once managed to get Nalia to shoot their tempest teacher with a Frost Blast, but that was the worst she'd ever done. One day, Olivia was the most bored she'd ever been in Wysteria, and it showed. Her classmates had gone on a trip to Krokotopia, to learn about the pharaohs of Krokotopia. But Olivia wasn't aloud on the trip, because the teacher running it had had a 'row' with her, when Olivia shot a Snow Serpent at Ankhu. Which he called 'disrespectful' and that Olivia couldn't go to his home world where honour was important. In return, Olivia threw down her staff, swore & ran to her dorm. Belladonna Crisp had spent the past few hours trying to open the door, and Olivia now sat in her office.
"Assaulting a member of staff," the Headmistress droned, tired of having Olivia in her office, "Swearing at a member of staff, & not doing as I asked, i.e, opening your door. This wouldn't normally be more than a single severe punishment and a harsh warning, but this has happened too often. I'm afraid you cannot stay at this school any longer."
Olivia would've been pleased to hear that, except she was too surprised to be joyful. All she could manage was: "But. How? What?"
"Yes Olivia," Belladonna spoke, with a cruel smile curling around her lips, "I have already arranged transport to a Marleybonian boarding school. Where discipline is necessary, unless you wish to face even more severe punishments than here, and possibly going to jail. All needed resources will be paid for from here, but your life will not be luxury, as when I said discipline, I meant discipline. Heironimus Bunch will be escorting you to Marleybone via airship. Pack your bags, you leave in a few hours."
Olivia couldn't think of a comeback, there wasn't any amount of swearing, begging for forgiveness or anything that could change Crisp's mind. Wysteria had got its own back after all of the hell Olivia put it through. She was beaten, she'd go to Marleybone, confine to the law and live a boring orderly life, or she'd go to Marleybone, rebel, and spend hell in jail. Either way, she had only two choices, hell or hell.
Later that day:
"Are you all packed?" Heironimus asked, he'd always been Olivia's favourite teacher, as chaos had always been her favourite subject. "I don't want you leaving anything behind. You know, it's a shame, you leaving. You were always my best pupil."
Olivia enjoyed the compliment, but was sad it was the last one she'd ever hear from him. Even if her plan didn't work. Belladonna had known that if Olivia left tomorrow, she'd easily devise a plan, if she had to leave in a few hours, she couldn't make a very good one. Olivia still thought she'd done a fairly good job though. She first needed to get an excuse to get the airship to go down. As she boarded it, she saw a toilet, which removed her first through seventh plans. But her eighth still might work.
The airship gained altitude, and was flying over Mooshu in no time. When they were floating past Avalon, Olivia said the most chaotic thing that came to her mind: "An imp's about to attack!"
Even the chaos teacher was shocked, and turned to the glass window to look. In that instant, Olivia smashed the window opposite, and jumped.