A/N: I am getting a little discouraged as nobody has reviewed this fanfic_ I have no clue if anybody likes it. Pease R&R thank you.

Disclaimer: I only own this story, Ivie Elizabeth Rowan, and any unknown characters.

Ivie learns what happens to naughty girls.

Ivie was standing in front of Dr. Bloor's dark 'stained elder' desk looking at her feet.

"You should be ashamed of yourself!" he yelled, Ivie winced and lowered her eyes_ if possible_ even more.

"You won't be going home for three weeks!"

"Does that mean I have detention for three weeks or I have to stay here for three weeks and by the way I couldn't go home anyway_ home is on the other side of the world." She snapped obviously she hadn't learned from last time_ which was only about five minutes ago.

"You think that just because you're a sorceress it means you're better than everybody else_ but you're not you're just an insolent little girl."

"You're not much better" she shot back "you think that just because you're a Bloor you're better than anybody in the whole world." He glared at her and for a moment Ivie thought she had won.

He said "do you want to know what happens to naughty girls?" he didn't wait for her sure-to-be smart alec remark he did the most sensible and likely thing possible_ and no sadly it wasn't running_ so likely in fact that Ivie thought he wouldn't do it.

"WEEDON GET IN HERE!" Weedon the porter and handyman opened the door thirty seconds later.

"Yes sir?"

"Take this insolent girl to the grey room" Weedon grabbed her arms and held them behind her back_ she burned him and he let go of her.

"Put these on her wrists" Dr. Bloor handed him two wristbands which were put on her wrists which were pulled back behind her back again. She rolled her eyes and burned him_ he was still holding on to her wrists after that she burned him again and then realized something_ she wasn't burning him at all, certainly she was doing everything correctly _ 'The wristbands' she realized 'they block my powers' she scowled and tried to push them off but they were out of reach_ yes they were on her but you couldn't have done it either if you had your wrists held by very firm hands_ she glared at Dr. Bloor who returned this with a cruel smile "Weedon take her to the grey room." He commanded for the second time, Weedon dragged the struggling girl up into the attics she whimpered as they drew near to the grey room, she had been here once before during her first semester when she had(A/N:* the sorceress spoilers from here on out*) defied the Bloors and rescued Charlie when she was supposed to kill him_ the had intended to kill him_ but she had fallen in love with him and ended up harming Asa Pike instead of killing Charlie. Last time she had been unconscious when Manfred, the Brankos, and Venetia Yewbeam had dragged her up here. Last time she had been tortured.

Last time her brother had been tortured as well, and last time her best friend had betrayed her.

In other words this place brought up a lot of bad memories for her.

Weedon opened a semi-large stone door and pushed her in. He closed and locked the door. Ivie had nothing better to do so she cried_ and then she realized that without Weedon holding her wrists she could take off the bands and blow a whole in the side of the room that led to the attics and she could escape the attics and find Charlie then this weekend she would sneak out_ not that Mrs. Bone would let her stay_ in fact it wouldn't be surprised if she had Eustacia drive Ivie back to Bloor's and make sure she was in and then Ivie would be_ if possible_ in more trouble… okay so maybe the whole escape this weekend wasn't the best idea but she would still escape the attics. She pulled at the wristbands_ okay so maybe the escaping the attics wouldn't be happening either.

'My phone!' she suddenly thought she grabbed her cell out of her pocket_ nobody other than Charlie knew the even owned a cell phone, much less had it in school he had one too and it was as secret as hers, Ivie's mom paid for both of their phones to work._ she dialed his number on the messaging app, typed out a message and hit send .

Charlie felt his pocket vibrate.

"Mr. Carp?" he asked cautiously

"Yes Mr. Bone?" said Mr. Carp in an annoyed tone.

"I need to use the restroom."

"Then go use it_ what do you need help?"

The class laughed and Charlie turned red and left the room. He really did go into the restroom he found an empty stall and went in. Once alone he pulled his flip-Phone out of his pocket and looked at the message alert: it was from Ivie he opened it and was slightly_ only slightly as Ivie HAD been pretty rude to Dr. Boor and Manfred_ shocked at what he read:

HELP! Dr. Bloor had Weedon lock me in the grey room_ I would blast a whole in the wall but Dr. Bloor also had Weedon put irremovable

Wristbands on my wrists that block my endowment(s).

~Ivie E. Rowan

he pushed respond typed in a message and hit send.

A/N: I love adding suspense mwa hahahaha