A/N: Rubies-Are-For-Real, hi! I noticed you didn't have a PM when I tried to thank you for your characters. I'm sorry, I was targeted by Eliminator, a group apparently similar to Critics United, and they said I had to delete my story and repost it and ask for PM OCs only... So I have no trace of the OCs in the reviews, I am really sorry!

And all my readers, especially ones who sent me OCs, THANK YOU! I really appreciate it! ;)

Now, onto the story! R&R!

Evangelina Monroe was bored. Which, given, wasn't saying much. She had once stolen her parent's car, driven through the front window of a department store, and gotten into a police chase because she was bored.

But she was now at the peak of her boredom meter. And what was causing this, you may ask?

Science class.

But this wasn't the average science class of the average teenager, no, this was a super boring science class at Florida Air Academy, a boarding school for trouble or spoiled rich kids with no where else to go. Or, if you like, FA Academy of Boredom and Demented Kids, as she had fondly nicknamed it. FA was and abbreviation for many rude and cuss words she had fit into FA that we won't name here.

She silently crept her hand into her black purse that was hanging of the back on her chair, and clasped it around one of her many packs of sugary candy.

She pulled her hand out. Ooh, a Snickers.

She slipt it under her desk and opened it as slowly and quietly as possible. Then, suddenly - Crunch.

She winced and looked up, and Mrs. Benet looked back from writing on the board. Her eyes eventually focused on Evanna.

"What do you have under your desk, Miss Monroe?"

"A Snickers," she responded in a tone in which one might say Duh.

She stalked up to Evanna's desk and held out her hand. She rolled her eyes and unwillingly put the candy bar in the woman's outreached palm.

Mrs. Benet walked back up to the board but then just... Disappeared.

There was no trace left behind except -

"MY SNICKERS!"

In the next class over, Mr. Brian's History class, Sophie sat, when her just... Disappeared, without leaving behind a trace behind. It was as if he had never even been standing there in the first place.

"Where'd Mr. Brian go?" a kid to her right with thick glasses said.

"Dunno," another said. "Maybe it's a prank?"

"Nuh-uh," Sophie chipped in. "Mr. Brian's too boring for this to be a prank.

She peered around at everybody. "Well, bye," she said, and casually walked out the door as if this were a natural, every day occurrence.

She happily strode over to the next classroom over, where she knew her only friend to be.

See, she had never had many friends because everybody teased her because of the black diamond birthmark above her right eye. But, Evanna was different, a lot like her, and it helped that she was her dorm mate. She was fun loving, cheerful, enthusiastic, and charismatic. Basically, they both had the demeanor of a hyperactive puppy. Even so, sometimes she thought there might be something else under that bubbly, perky persona, but she had yet to find it.

She hated that birthmark so much, though. It was actually kind of cool, if you thought about it, but it was also the cause of her having a virtually friendless childhood. Under that birthmark was a pair of eyes so dark they were almost black, surrounded by pale, thin cheeks with splatters of freckles her and there, as if someone had used brown splatter paint on her face. On top of her head was very light blonde hair in a pixie cut.

She opened the door, and the first thing she saw was her friend standing in the center of the room, grinning wildly and clutching a Snickers bar against her chest.

Her dark brown hair that fell around her shoulders was slightly wild, and her hazel eyes were sparkling madly. She was about average height, with a slim, acrobatic build and pale skin.

Evanna trotted up the Sophie, taking a huge bite of the chocolate along the way.

Together, they walked out the door into a world of the unknown.

Ava snickered, and threw the glitter up in the air as if it were simply confetti. If there was anything that she had learned from years of being a troublemaker with her three best friends, it was that glitter practically never went anywhere. It was the pranking tool of the mastermind. That, along with their powers.

She was with her three best friends now, wreaking havoc; Which meant destroying things, acting wild, pranking anyone and everyone, basically things that they did on a daily basis.

"I'm singing in the glitter rain," her friend, Sapphire yelled in a horribly off-key voice, "I'm singing in the glitter rain-"

"More like-"

"-you're screeching!" Pearl and Jasmine said, finishing each other sentences, which caused another round of laughter. They were twins; In fact, all Lily, Pearl and Jasmine were all sisters. Pearl and Jasmine were identical, with dark, extremely tan skin and black hair that waved down to their mid backs and large brown eyes that twinkled with mischief. They had powers, too, and ironic enough, they were different. Jasmine could control and grow plant life, etc., and Pearl could control the winds; she could make anything from a breeze to a hurricane.

Lily looked nothing at all like them, but that didn't really say much. She looked different everyday; to be honest, Ava didn't have a clue what she actually looked like. Yesterday, for example, her hair was pink and to her waist, but today it was neon blue in a pixie cut and she wore golden eyes, and had a build like a dancer, with long, graceful arms and legs. Lily was a shape shifter.

Ava herself had extremely pale skin, black hair in a short bob, and piercing blue eyes. She was much smaller than anyone else her age, she was super skinny, and was about the height of a ten or eleven year old, even though she was fourteen.

As for her power, she was a copy cat. She could watch someone do something and then do it with perfect accuracy. Like one time, she watched Ava do a back handspring, and redone it perfectly - ever since, she had been on the cheerleading squad with her.

"Hey," she said quietly, causing them to stop their parading around. She never said anything quietly. "Let's go into the town!" She yelled.

They all screamed in delight; they had never been into town before. The other three girls had lived in Brooklyn, New York all their life up until a year ago; they still had really thick accents. They had been sent to FAA because they had decided to prank the police station. Several times.

Ava was a different story. She had never knew her father or mother, they abandoned her at an orphanage as soon as she was born. She went from place to place, before the Foster System finally dumped her here.

So, with that, they skipped off into the town to wreak havoc in a new location.