The Elemental

e. Excitement gets the better part of me and I quickly rush to get ready. I take a bath and dress up in a pink sundress and brow

at breakfast has already been served with Mum alr

sting of blueberry pancakes and omelets. As I sit down to eat,

ord time before clearing the table. Before long we get

lmed with nerves. Since I'm early and I don't know anyone, I decide to just wander around for a while to find my first class. Eventually, I find the class, whi

d to be here. I bond with a pretty girl named Candace on the line and we decide to find a sit together. She and most of the students here attended Haven hi

n like?" She asks me after takin

the cafeteria. I spot some of the people I saw in the dine

he follows the line of

don't like it." I'm confused by her s

re they? I

aire is also extremely handsome, as you can see. Number two is his younger sister; Rosie Powers, and she is spoiled to the core. Number three; Zayn Jackson and Liam Jackson, twin brothers. Best friends with Dominic and also have extremely rich parents. Finally, Stephanie Gates; from

a crazy bitch. As in she belongs in an asylum crazy. It doesn't help that sh

stop her and ask " How

nd these things aren't even a secret. Now, as I was saying, try you

rs?" I q

y stick to themselves. This also applies to most students in this school. Just because they are rich, they treat the rest of us like we don't exist."

paying job." I know I'm lying as I say this. I am already captivated by these people and I know might not be able to stay away. Looking at Dominic again I

as unbothered as yo

since we have different classes. I go to my second class. This class is smaller

s off, I'm so excited I

y house isn't too far from school. It doesn't take too long to get home and I immediately go to bed to sleep

ith black hair waits for me. She looks up at me

cup. You put water into a bottle, it becomes the bottle. You put water into a teapo

re you

s, we are one, we are water." Sh

ad of responding to my calls, sh

cally, the sound of wolves howling serves as a source of solitude as I contemplate what the dream means. It's n

I notice something on the window pane. Looking closer at it, it's a children's story book. I wonder how this g

ked in the history of celebrations as the greatest. All the staff move in haste to close the chapters of the last-minute preparations. Fortunately, the beautiful princess coos happily in

ries with mom. But why was it on my window? and w