Hey guys! Here's another...I don't know, human warriors fic thingie? And yes, it's about Ivypool! However, it is not the same Ivypool in my warriors middle school one that has teachers that threaten to kill students with yardsticks - its a whole new Ivypool! More emo-ish, but more badass. And no more gender-bender, since this time Dovewing will be a girl!

This is boarding school...and Ivy and Dove are in ninth grade!

Enjoy!

Third Person POV

Ivypool twisted a lock of messy black hair around her finger. It was around four in the morning, and she couldn't sleep. Instead, she spent the whole night laying on her bed, thinking.

About what, you might ask. It's about school, but not just any regular school — it was a new boarding school in Washington. Ivypool and her twin sister Dovewing were forced to go to boarding school since Birchheart, their father thought it was a good experience for them and their mother, Whitestream, didn't care either way though she would miss them. The family lived in California where it was hot and never rained, and Ivypool was eager to experience winter in another state where that were actually a lot of snow everywhere and not just on the mountains.

The suitcases were already packed — Dovewing's large pink suitcase that was bulging with dresses and regular clothing and StarClan knows what was in there, and her small purple purse that she brought everywhere with her. Ivypool had a light blue suitcase that contained regular clothes - underwear, T-shirts, jeans, a few jackets, a dark blue sundress (just in case it got hot) her spare pair of combat boots (and sneakers) and her flute and guitar. She would also bring along her favorite blanket in the suitcase while all her school stuff was in her backpack. Dovewing also had her own backpack, but she put it in the suitcase so she didn't have to hang onto it on the plane.

The twins looked similar, but they had very different personalities. Dovewing was very self-conscious and sometimes self-centered. A narcissist. She would wear makeup everywhere and made sure to look "pretty" as she called it while Ivypool was the opposite of her sister. She was more like a tomboy, and flinched away from the mention of dresses. They were both very shy, but both in different ways. Ivypool would rather hide in her room and practice her guitar than hang out with friends while Dovewing was always shy around boys.

Ivypool sighed and glanced around from her room's blinding white walls to her old guitars. She would miss it, her room and her friends, Anna and Paul. She wanted to go somewhere else anyway to have a fresh start in a new place where people wouldn't judge her at first since they didn't know her. She'll still end up as an emo loner kid, although she wasn't at all emo.

Her parents were going to drive her to the airport at seven in the morning, which was approximately three hours away. That also meant three more hours of staying awake doing nothing uless she did something right now.

Going over to her wooden desk, she opened her laptop and played . It seemed like she only played for twenty minutes when Whitewing knocked on the door to her room to wake Ivypool up. She was awake already, but she got up, slammed her laptop shut, and got dressed in an old pair of ripped jeans and a loose black t-shirt that said "happy Halloween" even though it was in the middle of summer.

"Dovewing, time to get up!" Whitestream's voice echoed from outside Ivypool's room through the hallway, and Ivypool rushed out of her room to relieve herself and brush her teeth. She tied her hair up in a messy ponytail just as Dovewing got up.

"I'm up mom!" called Dovewing to her mother when Ivypool was finished tying her hair.

"Pancakes for breakfast," Whitestream announced as Ivypool appeared in the kitchen. The scent of pancakes and syrup was mouthwatering, especially since it was Ivypool's favorite breakfast meal.

The clock read 6:46 after Ivypool was finished eating. There was another fourteen minutes for Ivypool to check her belongings while Dovewing finally finished brushing her hair and pranced down to the kitchen for breakfast.

"Morning Ivypool!" Dovewing greeted as she walked past her sister. Dovewing's dark brown hair was in pigtails and she wore a yellow and red flowered dress, the kind that went just a little over her knees.

"Hi," Ivypool replied hastily, "hurry up so we won't be late!"

Ivypool turned away before she could catch her sister's hurt expression and headed into room. She glanced around.

Suitcase, instruments, backpack...she had everything but she was missing something.

A silver twinkle caught the corner of her eye. Of course, her laptop! She wouldn't survive a day without it, and it was fine whether the school had Wi-Fi or not since she downloaded her games. Besides, she could always hack the Wi-Fi password if the school didn't give it to her.

Shoving the silver laptop in to her backpack so she could play games on it on the plane, she heard her father call to her from the living room.

"Dovewing, Ivypool, get your stuff ready so we can leave!" Birchheart called to his daughters.

"Okay!" Ivypool shouted as she stepped in her boots and slung her backpack over her shoulder. She dragged her suitcase outside to the car, a BMW after she took one last glance around her room. Dovewing followed, her bulky pink suitcase slowing her down. Ivypool wondered how they would even fit it in the car.

"Suitcases in the trunk. Backpacks and smaller bags, hang onto them," Birchheart commanded. Whitewing helped her daughters fit their suitcases in the trunk. Dovewing's suitcase was harder to fit, she Whitewing shoved and sat on it to get it in while Dovewimg watched anxiously from the back seats. Ivypool rolled her eyes at the thought of Dovewing crying over a bunch of dresses that were wrinkled inside her suitcase.

Whitestream slammed the trunk shut and went to the front of the car to sit in the passenger seat. The airport was a half hour drive away from their house and the plane took off at nine. It was better to drive early though, just in case there was traffic.

When the BMW finally stopped at the airport's parking lot, Ivypool got out of the car first, backpack on her back and lifted the trunk to get her suitcase. It wasn't that heavy, it was just clothes, guitar, flute, some chips, but Dovewing couldn't even get her suitcase out. Ivypool had to help her, and it involved lots of tugging, grunting, and swearing.

"Don't forget to email us!" Whitestream called, waving from the car window. Dovewing waved back, but when Ivypool turned around, the car was long gone.

The twins went to the long line for the luggage line thing. It was their first time traveling without their parents in which Ivypool was excited about since there was no one to tell her what to do while Dovewing looked so scared out of her mind that Ivypool was afraid she would shit her pants.

"I miss Birchheart and Whitestream already," Dovewing whimpered, on the verge of tears. Ivypool sighed; Dovewing was too emotional and wasn't afraid to cry out in public. If it was Ivypool that was about to cry, she would hold it in and let it all out in private. Crying in public was just too embarrassing — it made her look weak.

After finally getting through the line, Ivypool glanced at her watch and it was eight twenty-five. That meant thirty five more minutes until the plane took off.

It took another ten minutes to go through security check and about five minutes to find their way to the waiting area. Of course, Ivypool did everything, while Dovewing followed since she had no idea how to work through the united airlines by buying the tickets and giving over their suitcases to the luggage line. Ivypool wondered what would happen if Dovewing and herself went into different colleges in different states — poor Dovewing would be lost, not knowing where to go. But that was another four years away, so she wouldn't dwell on it too much. Hopefully Dovewing would be less stupid.

"Do you have the tickets?" asked Dovewing, her eyes red from crying. At least she had stopped. Ivypool sighed — of course she had the tickets! If she didn't, they would be getting it now, not going over to the waiting area for the plane to come. She checked her watch again. Twelve minutes.

"Yeah, I have 'em," Ivypool replied. "If you want to see them, don't rip them."

Dovewing held out a hand and Ivypool reluctantly handed the tickets over to Dovewing who examined them carefully.

"We're not sitting together! And no first-class!" Dovewing said sadly, showing her sister the seat numbers. Ivypool's seat was R-35 while Dovewing had seat R-37. they were middle class, but Ivypool didn't care either way.

"It's close enough," Ivypool said. "It's probably just going to be someone sitting in between us or whatever. We'll still be in each other's sights, so no biggie. No first-class, who cares? It's only for sixteen hours. It's not like a life sentence."

Despite Ivypool's words, Dovewing still looked downcast.

"It's okay," Ivypool repeated, sitting down on a nearby bench. "You'll be fine."

Dovewing nodded, and didn't say anything else as she handed the tickets back. Ivypool checked her watch again. Any minute now...

A voice crackled in a loudspeaker.

"Welcome to United Airlines. All who are going to Washington, you will be boarding the plane Boring— er Boeing-747. Please wait as the flight attendances open the door."

People around the sisters whispered excitedly. Ivypool noticed that most of them were high school students instead of businesspeople. Could they also be going to Warriors Boarding school?

A door on the right opened, and a smiling woman in white appeared. The loudspeaker crackled again.

"Please hand your ticket to the flight attendant before you aboard the Boeing-747," the loudspeaker said.

A line had formed in front of the woman in white. Ivypool dragged Dovewing in line so the wouldn't be last. Dovewing was silent, and Ivypool was grateful for it since she wouldn't bother her.

"Tickets?" asked the flight attendant. Ivypool handed the woman her ticket while Dovewing imitated her. The flight attendant ripped the head part of it off and handed it back to the twins.

"Let's go."

Ivypool held Dovewing's hand as they entered through the door to the plane. One step is all it took to be out of California. Out of the airport. Out of their normal lives.

It was going to be a tedious plane ride with a long year of school ahead of them.

Did you guys like it? It's about 2,000 words long. Also, I couldn't explain the airport waiting and luggage check things clearly, so tell me if you know what they were supposed to say. If you hated it, tell me why also!

This will all be in Ivypool's third person view by the way, unless I feel the need to do Dovewing. Or the person I'm pairing with Ivypool. Or both. Or whatever.

Also, I changed Ivy and Dove's parents names into Whitestream and Birchheart because if I didn't, the boarding school thing will be confusing. Whitestream and Birchheart are Ivy and Doves parents, not the Birchfall and Whitewing later on.

Question of the day

Do you play an instrument? If so, what is/are they?

So yeah, please review to tell me what you think! Cookies for all!