• The corner. Mine. In all it's black colour, darkness and solitary feeling. I turned my head to stare out the too bright window, the too bright day in May. It's just a feeling, really. But I felt like something terrible was going to happen.
    But goth's always got this feeling. Or maybe it was just me. I don't really care.
    I pushed my black hair behind my ear, and got up. I knew I couldn't stay here long. If I didn't go to school today I was toast. Then I shuddered.
    It just felt wrong. Even after I had put on my favorite white tank top and black skinnies. I walked down the long white tiled staircase, my stilleto heel's making a small snapping sound as it hit the polished tiles.
    I nodded every time I passed either one of the maids or the butlers. They bowed in return. Whatever.
    My mom was lounging on the couch, fast asleep. she always went to bed at times like four in the morning, waking up at noon.
    I was a kid anyone would be ashamed of, including my rich, stuck up snobby parents. They thought I would be some girly girl who wore makeup and was elegant.
    Screw it. I was a half goth and I wasn't changing. I didn't go totally black. I didn't wear black eyeliner untill I looked like a racoon. My hair might be black, but I had some colour in it.
    I had a pink bang and streaks, as well as the tips of my hair.
    I shrugged, and walked out the front door without a backward glance. I made my way across the rediculously long lawn to the garage, and took the locks off my black Corvette. I hopped in through the open roof, and put the key in the ignition.
    "Damn. Doesn't Logan get tired of using my car?" I muttered, my dark voice in disaproval.
    I fixed the seat to my size, fixed my mirrors and turned the key. My brother always used my car instead of his 2009 Chevy. He was a fat seventeen year old, and I'd be ashamed to have him as my son. He never respected privacy, and once he even barged into my room, scaring the maid while she cleaned my messy room.
    But no. My parents prefered him to me. I don't give a damn.
    I backed out of the garage, turning onto the little road and flooring the gas pedal. The magged out tires squealed against the pavement, and my car lurched foward. I turned and went across an intersection at about a hundred fifty in a seventy zone. Oh well. No one saw me, and I made it to school in no time at all.
    I parked at my usual spot, took the key out and got the hood back over my car. I closed the windows and got out, locking the doors. Then I made my way to the school, wishing I was anywhere but here.

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    It was lunch when it happened.
    I sat in the back of the school, alone. No one ate here but me.
    I looked around, sighing. It was so quiet here, so peaceful. It wa soothing. I found myself closing my eyes, and I fell asleep.
    The flow of colourful images filled my head. I had a vivid imagination, even for a teen my age.
    But before I could completely fall under, a pain hit me.
    I moaned, clenching my head with my hands. It throbbed in response. I bent over to press my forehead to the grass, now my upper body in pain. It was like fire running through my veins, fire in my throat. I wanted to scream in pain, but I couldn't. It was like my voice was cut off.
    My arms and legs started to feel like they were on fire, and I gasped. My heart picked up double time.
    "What's happening?" I whispered. My back shot with pain, and I screamed. But I knew no one could hear me. My scream cut off.
    Suddenly, the pain stoped. As fast as it came. The fire in my veins stopped, but my body felt like it was on fire. My throat burned like hell. I felt something on my back.
    Someone came to me.
    She looked elegant, graceful. She had a deep azure knee length off shoulder dress, sparkling in the light. She had something that looked like ballet slippers on her feet. They were the same colour as her dress. She didn't touch the ground. Her feet were in points, the toes brushing along the grass while the hell was up high. She had short blond hair, blue eyes and a blue necklace around her throat.
    As unbelievable as this might seem, she had wings on her back. Shaped like a monarch butterfly's wings, see through and shimmering in the light as well.
    She came from out of nowhere, aproaching me. I watched her carefully.
    "Get up, Victoria. A girl like you must not be croutched against the floor in pain." Her voice was soft, sweet. It went in those fairytale scenes.
    "So it would seem." She told me. "But this is no fairytale. This is for real. Look behind you, see what you feel on your back. Look at what you have."
    I did so, brushing my hair out of the way to see...
    I froze in shock.
    There, between my shoulderblades. Two transparent dragon wings were on my back, extending about two times my arms length outward, then five times my arm length sideways on either side. They had a reddish tinge to them, sparkling in the light. I had to touch them to make sure they were real. They were.
    Then I looked at the rest of me. My stilleto heels were replaced with blood red ballet slippers, with strings going up to my knee's. I had a strapless dress on, going to my thigh, blood red and had a thin string going the side of my waist, all around. I looked to my left side to see a sword hanging on the string. I had a golden band going around both my forearms, and two on each wrist. I checked the thing around my neck. A red string went around it loosely, with a shining blood red pendant hanging on it. I stood up, and I noticed I hovered like her.
    "What is this?" I asked. My voice was not the dark tone it was before. It sounded like a lulaby.
    "This, is the life of Fairie's. You are the rare token, a fairy that becomes once every million years. Follow me, Victoria." She started to - fly, walk or hover I don't know - in the direction of the front of the school.
    "Are you nuts?" I asked, grabbing her arm and pulling her back. "There are teens and adults and children there!" I hissed silently.
    "Non believers cannot see us. Only children can, and nobody believes the simple yet creative mind of a child." She shook her head, then tugged me along.
    "We are protecters of the children from the evil angel's, the one's who seek to murder children. We protect all human's, all living things. The fallen angel's are our enemie's. They want a fight, we want peace." She shook her blond head sadly. We passed by the front of the school unnoticed. "Fairie's are peacful creature's, we are born from the mind of a child. You were just born from the mind of a young infant, thinking the next strongest fairy. We live to be over ten centurie's old, depending on the fairy. You're line, on the other hand, live to be a millenia."
    "But why me?" I asked.
    "Because. Fairie's are born from the most miserable teenagers on the planet. There are over five thousand Fairie's in this continent alone, and millions over the world." She turned into a forest, and all I could do was follow. We passed through in no time at all.
    "Tell me what your name is. You know alot about me, but I know nothing about you." I told her.
    "I am May, and I became a Fairy about ten years ago." She made a circular motion with her arms, and they glowed a bright blue. A small portal opened.
    "Go through, Victoria." She gestured for me to go. I hesitantly went against my will, my wings rishing me foward.
    Then I was through. May came thorugh, and it disapeared.
    "Where are we?" I asked.
    There were flower tree's going in a rectangular path, and rosebushes adorned along the tree's. Blossom petals fell down every moment, coming from the sky, it seemed. The path was rocks, placd exactly three inches apart. the sky was a purple blue, not a single cloud in the sky. In the short distance I could see a bunch of big houses together, and further off a grand building that looked like a castle. She pulled me to the side in time for another portal to open and three Fairie's to come out. They came to stand in front of us.
    One was a short redhead, dark skin and wearing a green dress going to the floor untill all you could see were the tips of her shoes. She had stunning green eyes and a blue necklace around her neck. Her wings were like May's, except smaller.
    The one in the middle was another blond, her hair to her shoulders. She had brown eyes and pale skin. She wore a beige dress to her knee's, and beige ballet slippers. Her wings were also like May's, but slightly larger. She had a blue necklace, too.
    The one on the right had black hair, to her ears, which sticked out in points. She was the only one so far to have ears like that. Her eyes were greenish yellow, and she had pink skin. Her dress was a off shoulder yellow knee length dress, with yellow shoes. Her necklace was blue.
    "May, did you find..." The redhead's childish voice trailed off, finally looking at me. Her green eyes poped wide.
    "Yes Julie. She is right next to me." She pointed a thumb in my direction.
    The other two, including Julie, watched me.
    "What?" I asked.
    They shook their heads, probably trying to clear their heads.
    "Victoria, this is Julie, Lilly and Emannuelle." They waved, then turned to May.
    "Are you taking her to the Fairy school?" Julie asked.
    Fairy school? Great. There I was, wishing for a world without school, and what do I land upon? A Fairy school! Unfair!
    May pressed her lips into a tight line to keep from laughing. then she nodded.
    "Stacy might want a roommate."
    "We'll come with you. We're going there anyways." Emannuelle spoke for the first time, a bright and cheery voice. May nodded.
    And so we took off, headed towards a Fairy school, of all things. I wondered if Fairie's were only female, like usual. But then I lookd to my left and saw that nto all of them were female. I groaned internally.
    If I ever met a guy like my father, brother, or that guy at school, I was going to kill him.
    Then May's voice ran in my head.
    "We are protecters of the children from the evil angel's. We protect all human's, all living things. Fairie's are peacful creature's, we are born from the mind of a child." I ground my teeth together. I couldn't kill.
    We entered the stone gate of the grand bulding I had seen before, and we made our way to the grand door to the right.
    Oh, great. There was a principal here, too. Exactly what I needed.
    May opened the door, went inside and came back out in seconds. She held a silver key in her hand, then gave it to me.
    "Emannuelle, may you please show Victoria her room. She is staying with Stacy." May asked her, then entered the office. It clicked.
    May was the principal.
    That helped, if only a little bit.
    "Come. Girls, wait for us in the courtyard. I'll show Victoria her room, then bring her where you'll wait." They left, and she led me to a staircase. "I'll help you around Victoria. It sucks to be the new kid, and everyone will be after you since you're the Laya. It means the Fairy that is born every millenia." She walked/hovered/flied to a door, then nodded to it with her head.
    "That's your room. Mine is just across, so you're going to be close. Close your hand around the key." She instructed. I did so. The key disapeared. "When you need it, pull it from air like this." She put her arm foward, and pulled empty air towards her. A key was in her hands. She closed her hand around it again, and it was gone. "Come. We will show you around. Class starts tomorrow." And with that she walked back down with me at her side. I already had the hang of it.
    Weird.