Well, new chapter! I already started making this chapter many moons ago, and then... I forgot... I really need to update my first Fan Fiction... This is becoming the main story, and the other is becoming the side story! Darn.. I guess i'm sort of stumped in the story... Not sure how to continue it... Hopefully I'll find a way out! Well, enjoy! (And check out my other story, 'Year Book'. Its a homestuck fanfic, and AU. Just warning you!)


'Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen.'

-Johann Wolfgang von Goethe


Arthur Kirkland was currently sitting in a train, on his way to this magical school. He had his head phones in, listening to Queen, one of his favorite bands. He looked out the window of the train, and thought about how similar this was to the Harry Potter stories. He was riding in a train… Except, not with any friends of course. Just sort of alone…

Arthur didn't mind being alone, it gave him time to think, and made him relax. Whenever he was around others, his temper would explode. He did sort of have anger issues… Not that he cared too much about them. He stopped thinking as his favorite part of the lyrics came on. The sun was slowly setting, and they were soon to their destination.

On the other part of the train, two boys sat together uncomfortably. They were facing each other, not that they looked at each other at all. A blond boy was staring out the window, resting his head on his hand, while the sandy blond boy was fidgeting and looking around like he was a criminal on the loose. The other blond noticed this and looked down at his thumbs, which were fiddling around. He then looked up at the boy with a questioning face.

"…Are you… Okay?" He asked the fidgeting boy. The sandy blond boy looked up surprised, and then shrugged.

"I'm just nervous… Is all…" He said. Then, it became quiet between the two, for there was nothing else to converse about, the blond now knowing the reason of his fidgeting. But the twitches and tapping of the other boy's foot annoyed the blond slightly.

"Hey… Could you… Stop?" He asked, trying not to sound mean. The sandy blond looked up again, and blushed a little.

"Sorry… I... I'll stop…" He said. He paused his foot, and the slightly less annoyed blond went back to looking at the scenery outside. He looked interested, but really, he wasn't. Not that anyone could tell the difference anyway. Finally, he quit looking outside, and decided to talk to the nervous boy. This was unlike the blond. Normally, he would just sit quietly, and ignore everyone else. But he felt strongly that he should, so he did. He strongly trusted his instinct.

"So… Where are you going, huh?" He asked, his voice not sounding like he cared, and not giving away that fact that he actually did.

"What? Me?" Asked the other.

"Um… Yeah you. Who else would I be talking to?" He sighed, deciding the using this tone wouldn't want to make the other talk to him, and would rather want to make him die in a pit seeing as how timid he was.

"My name is Lukas Bondevik. What's yours?" Lukas decided that introducing himself would be better to start off with then just jumping into a conversation.

"My name is Vladimir Popescu… Nice to meet you." The timid boy looked up at him, the shyness that used to be in his eyes gone.

"I'm going to a magical school, I got invited to it! Cool, huh?" Vladimir stated, smiling and showing a bit of the sharp teeth he had inside. Lukas was taken aback by the sudden change in attitude.

"You were invited too?" Lukas said.

"Cool, you were?" Lukas nodded and Vladimir looked around. "I wonder if anyone else was invited…"

Lukas rolled his eyes and said, "Of course some other people were invited. It's a school."

"But in the letter, they said something like only have chosen me out of 7 million teens along with some other special teens…"

Lukas shook his head and looked away back at the scenery outside.

"Aren't you excited? I'm excited… I don't think I've ever been so excited," Lukas tuned out Vladimir as he babbled on about times he was excited and other things about excitement. He sighed quietly, realizing that Vladimir was one of those non-stop talking people. Well, he already knew how to deal with it, so hopefully he'll be okay. Unless, he gets so annoyed that he yells his mind out… Hopefully, that won't happen too.

The train stops a few hours later, in the middle of the night. Lukas, who was napping peacefully, felt a rough shaking on his shoulder.

"Lukas, Lukas! Wake up! Were here!" Vladimir said. Lukas got up and looked around, then remembered he was in a train, far from home. He sighed and looked out the window at the train station where they had stopped. Behind the train station was a huge elegant building that had a lake, and a forest surrounding it. Lukas's eyes widened, and he sat up.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Vladimir said, staring out the window too. He seemed to be just as baffled as Lukas. The moon shone down at the right angle, showing off the nice glass windows and made the lake shine. Lukas looked at Vladimir, then back at the building.

"Is that where we will be staying?" He asked, confused and not believing what he was seeing.

"Guess so," Vladimir said happily.

"Hey, if this is your stop, get off the train already! We have other places to go!" Someone yelled, and Vladimir and Lukas got up and grabbed their stuff. The sandy blond boy rushed out, followed by the other blond. When they got outside, they stared at the building yet again, imagining all the wonderful years they will be spending in this mansion like school, oblivious that a dream can easily become a nightmare.


UGH! Too much foreshadowing! I promise it will stop after this chapter... Not really... But I'll try not to end the next one in the shadow! I'm so excited for what happens next! I planned a lot!