Cyrah Ember~9:55 A.M
Hell. That's the one word to describe this rubbish. I guess rubbish would've worked too but who cares? I stared at the paper we were given and my first period was for Language Arts. I looked over at my friends. They weren't in the same class as me. Oh well.

"Hello. I am Miss. Jenna" Said a woman at the front of the classroom, who was known as Miss. Jenna. "And, we also have rules." Ugh. I hated rules. But then again, I'm sure everyone does.
I looked over around the classroom. There was this girl who looked like she was in the mafia. "So, out first rule is, lights out! At 9:00 SHARP!" She announced. I groaned. There goes any hope for fun in the dorms.  

The dreaded rules kept going until it got to the last rule. "Our last rule is, NO ANIMAL HYBRIDS. NO MAGIC. OF ANY SORT." WHAT????!!!!

Kasy Anscha~10:00 A.M
No magic? I can't believe that! I'm like, 75% magic. Hello. I'm Kasy. And I'm a normal girl. Or at least, I was until I was kidnapped at the age of 9 and was used for experiments. Then I became this vampire, owl, fire elf thing. So, yeah. Basically my whole life story right there. Oh! And, my parents were killed, and now I have a boy who was also experimented on. his name is Izzaic. He's basically my brother-figure.

Basically my whole life is Poppy Playtime. If we're speaking the truth here. I befriended a girl about 20 minutes ago. Her name is Avila. Such a nice name to be honest. We pretty much immediately hit it off. There are a couple of other kids in the dorm room too. Their names are Trinity Miers, and Isabella Soderholm. But apparently she goes by Izzy. 

This dorm room next to us carries about 5 people. And they go by the names Lia, Cyrah, Kodi, Kira, and Mimi. All girls. They're honestly a little bit weird. (TBH) But theres something about them, and the girls in my dorm room, that just scream magic. But it's probably nothing. Izzy looks like a warrior princess. No joke. A viking, kind of girl.

"Hi Kasy." A voice said. I turned around to be greeted by Izzaic. "Izzaic, shouldn't you be in class?" I asked. "No. I'm scared." He mumbled. "Is it because of the rule?" I asked him. He nodded. I saw a couple of glimmering tear drops in his eyes. So cute. "Don't worry. We're gonna be okay." I whispered. He nodded and then went downstairs to his classroom. Such a cute boy.
-----------10:20 A.M
"Dork!" "Nerd!" "Idiot!" You hear that? That, my friends, is the sound of me getting shoved around like a ball with a bunch of girls, hurling insults at my face. "Leave me alone!" I yelled. One girl, who I assume went by the name Bella, kicked me in the thigh. That girl did NOT just do that. I ascended my owl claws and scratched her. She screamed and dropped me. "Geez, when's the last time you cut your nails?!" She screamed in my face. "Oh, boo hoo." I said, then I pushed her.

She got up and kicked me again, and then my friend Avila came up and punched her square in the jaw. "AVILA DI ANGELO AND KASY ANSCHA! TO THE PRINCIPALS OFFICE IMMEDIATELY!!" A voice came in over the speaker. It was that witch Mrs. Johnson. Dang, does she have security cameras installed around here? Whatever. Now I get to enjoy first day detention.

Yeah, this is a short chapter. Whatever. Deal with it. Writers block got me in chains over here. Start a group to free Loner from the chains of jail! I'm innocent I tell you! Innocent!
-Loner