A/N: This story wasn't written by the original author. He said that was going to give up on this story, so I figured, what the hell, I should continue it.

I asked him if I could, and he said yes, so here we are :)

I jolted up out of bed, and wrinkled my nose, it smelled terrible in here!

It smelled like a bag of rubbish, wrapped up in fish guts, which was covered in hair, and then set on fire.

I put my hand up to my nose, and took a step back, wondering what that horrid smell was.

All round me, I could hear loud thudding noises, as everyone jumped out of their beds.

"Ugh, what is that smell? Turn on a light!" A girl shrieked out.

"It smells horrible!" Another girl called out.

Soon, the room was bathed in a soft yellow glow, and I looked over the seen the Matron glaring at us with her beady black eyes.

"What is the meaning of this?" She demanded, furrowing her brows and scowling.
"Don't you smell that?" Gabrielle shrieked out.

The matron lifted her head and began to sniff,

"I don't smell anything, now get to bed or you're all getting a detention!" She snapped. She glared at us one last time, before storming out of the dorm, with her long black cape billowing behind her.

Gabrille shook her head, and sat down on her bed with a sigh,

"Is she mental or what? I mean, we all smelled it, right guys?" She said, sounding unsure of herself.

"I smelled something, and it was the worst smell ever!" I gasped when I saw who had spoken. She was the most beautiful girl that I had ever seen. She was a few inches shorter than I was, and she had wild brown hair to her waist, and grey eyes that reminded me of the moon. She was so breath takingly beautiful, that I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.

I couldn't imagine how I didn't notice her yesterday, especially since the bed that she was sitting on, had a blue cape on the foot.

"H-Hi," I dared to speak to her, "are you in music? I couldn't help but to notice a blue cape on the foot of the bed you're sitting on."

I gulped, and tensed up, as I awaited her answer. I hoped she wouldn't think I was a total loser, and laugh at me or something.

"Yes, but I've only just arrived, I was helping my father with something beforehand." She said softly, with a light smile.

I breathed out a sigh of relief, glad that she wasn't going to laugh at me.

"How did you get in here without anyone noticing?" Mandy demanded with an icy glare, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I teleported, that's my endowment," The beautiful girl said with a smile, that showed off perfectly straight white teeth.

"I'm Charlotte Bone by the way," She added with her smile never leaving her face.

I took in a sharp intake of air, and my eyes bulged out of my head. I heard many stories about the brave and gallant Charlie Bone, and now, here I was, talking to his daughter!

Everyone started to crowd around Charlotte, except for Mandy, who was standing in a corner, and glaring.

I decided to stand back too, not because I didn't like Charlotte, but because I wanted to give her some breathing room.

"Everyone thinks she's sooo great," Mandy said, rolling her eyes when I stood beside her.

"She's not though, I mean look at her hair, it looks like it hasn't ever seen a comb!" She seethed through gritted teeth, glaring so hard at the girl, that I was afraid that flames would shoot out of her eyes.

I put my hand on her shoulder, and she roughly pushed me back into the bed.

"Hey, that wasn't very nice," Charlotte sad with a frown on her face, as she pushed through the crowd of girls, to stand face to face with Mandy.

"Why don't you just go back to the hole you crawled out of, Bone?" Mandy demanded with a sneer on her face.

"Come on Mandy, she didn't even do anything to you," I said with a sigh. I couldn't understand why Mandy was being such a mean person. When I met her in the King's Room, she seemed a little quiet, but not cruel like she was behaving now.

"Well, I guess it seems as though the apple hasn't fallen far from the tree, paternally speaking, in your case," Charlotte smirked at Mandy, as she circled her.

"Ah, how did your father convince your mother to marry him anyway? Did he hypnotise her or something?"

Mandy's fists were clenched so tightly that her knuckles were turning white, and she was trembling slightly, and turning red.

"Just...shut...up!" She roared out, breathing heavily.

A loud sound of clacking filled the air, and the door swung open again, to reveal the matron. She had a look of pure ire in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were pulled down so tightly, that I was surprised her skin didn't rip in half.

"Detention Miss Bloor!" She snapped.

"But I didn't even do anything! She was taunting me!" Mandy exclaimed, stamping her foot on the ground.

The matron turned and looked at us,

"Is that true?"

I thought about it, Charlotte was kind of taunting her, but it wasn't as though Mandy didn't deserve it, she was mean first.

"No, Charlotte wasn't even doing anything," I lied, earning a deathly glare from Mandy.

"Yea, Mandy is a total psycho, she just kicked her bed and started to rant," A girl said, shaking her head, lying more elaborately than I.

"That settles it, detention Miss Bloor, the rest of you get to sleep!" The matron exclaimed, before storming off yet again.

Mandy turned and glared at me, I felt a shiver run down my spine, I had never had someone look at me with so much hatred before.

"You're on my list," She said lowly, before turning around, and climbing into her bed.

The rest of the night, I struggled to fall asleep, I kept thinking about the weird smell, Charlotte Bone, and what Mandy had said to me, and how much she seemed to hate me now.

I sighed, and flipped my pillow over to the cold side, maybe going to school here wouldn't be as fun as I initially thought.