Ugh. School. Or Pennysmith Academy for gifted young women, if you want to be specific.My alarm plays its stupid melody and I shove my hand into it, my head still buried into the pillow. I hear it crash to the floor and roll out of bed with a loud thump. Only then do I realize I pressed the snooze button in my sleep. The still working (technology these days) alarm flashes 8:25 at me and I silently curse. School starts in 15 minutes. I shove on my blue blazer, white shirt and combat boots which are definitelypart of school uniform and not my imagination...

*time skip*

I burst through the form room door at 8:45, just as Madame White reahes my name on the register. She is a podgy, older woman with beady eyes, thick, round glasses and white hair. (And slugs for eyebrows. Or caterpillars...)

"Ah, Vixen Waterstone, that's another late mark, I see. And another detention for dying your hair again."

I glare at her.
"Black is a natural colour!" I complain, tugging at my now-black fringe angrily.

"Not with the electric blue tips," She retorts. "Oh, look anotherdetention for answering back to a teacher." She smiles wickedly.

I sigh nosily and stomp my way to the desk I share with Eve. She has light brown curls in a ponytail with a sweeping fringe, light blue eyes and glasses.

"The white witch retuns!" She whispers, grinning.

I glance at Hazel and Holly. Hazel is small, with longish, straight brown hair and caramel eyes and Holly is taller with a toffee coloured Bob and greeny brown eyes. They are both pretending to cast spells. I mime for them to watch. Madame White sits down and lets out a howl of pain as the bell goes.

"What was that?" Holly asks as we walk out the class.
"Good 'ol pins on the chair trick." I reply, grinning.
"Good one." Lara and Ruby walk up behind us, Lara and I hifiving as we walk. Lara is extremely tall, thin and has brown hair and bangs, where Ruby is slightly shorter with curtains.

"What lesson is it first?" Eve asks.
"Music..." Holly replies with dread.