Chapter One

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The points of view change so just look for the name and the colon that follows it to know where the character change is. 

Tink:

        “Spend every minute like it’s your last, because in today’s world, it just might be,” Mr. Skywalker reminds his students of this everyday, it’s the first thing he tells us when he walks into class. So being the teacher’s pet I am, I try to obey this. If you are wondering why that name looks familiar, why my name looks familiar, it’s because I go to a school for what you all call Fairytales. Ironic, because my grandmother is, was, Peter Pan’s fairy. You may be looking at the school I go to in an extremely biased opinion. This is not awesome, or cool, or in the rare occasion, dope.

 I am the only second gen character, and all of our futures have been made clear in comics, books, or movies. My best friend is actually Peter Pan, and we know that the only place we belong is together. At the Academy, we have kids from all kinds of things.

We have Avengers, Shadowhunters, Princesses, and even Demigods. Do not judge this book by it’s cover. We all stick to our own groups and don’t get along well.

        The Shadowhunters are the goth, I’m only here to train and kill things, people. The princesses know they are rich and destined for the throne, so they are the peppy, cheerful, unnecessary cheerleaders. Then the future Avengers are the jocks and yes, they are as sharp as they are in the comics. The Demigods are the  awesome, nerd/ geek people, but they also have that edge that makes them smart, dangerous, and likeable. That then leaves Peter and I, we are our own kind of adventure, our adventure includes music, and a healthy dose of comedy, along with an unhealthy dose embarrassing moments that’ll last a lifetime. So now that I am all explained, let’s get started.

        “Tink take your pills, grab your bag, I’ve got your guitar and we are running late,’’ Peter says, flipping his brown hair out of his eyes picking up my back pack. I stand up and adjust my red dress. “I already took my pills Peter, let’s just go, the carriage is here,” I say as I leave the house. I step out on the porch and I nearly go back into the house. Jace and Alec, the two hottest Shadowhunters in our school system, are in the freaking pumpkin. “Nope, come on little bipolar fairy girl,” Peter says, grabbing my arm and pulling me forward. “I’m going, I’m going,” I say, stepping into the pumpkin. I sit down and look at my hands in my lap. I can feel the heat spreading in my face as Peter leans over. “He’s staring, you are blushing, what is happening? Big things girlie, big things!” he exclaims. I smack his leg as I hear wheels on the gravel.

    I look up at the window, noticing that we aren’t moving. I stand up to meet my grandmother half way down the driveway. I always told her to get concrete. “I’ll get her,” Jace mutters and climbs out pushes her down to the road. “Is this the golden boy you’ve been going on and on about?” she asks me. “No comment, what’s up?”I ask. “Your dad called. He wants to see you,” Grandma says. “How about no? I really have to go…” I mutter. Peter takes my hand as we start on our literally five minute journey to the school. “Yo, Skywalker, Tinkerbell in the house,” I say, picking up the nearest sword. “Put it down, off the matt little lady, no heels or dresses, you know where to go,” he says, pointing at a chair in the corner, now dubbed the Tinkerbell Corner.

Rose:

        “Come on Rose!” My best friend, Nathan, says as he pokes me. I groan, “I know Nathan, I know. Sword period is next, I got it.” He laughed and walked ahead of me.

        Inside the sword fighting class Tink was already sitting in her corner, Jace was laughing to his friend (Alec I think was his name), and Peter was talking to Tink. Percy and Jason were talking, they were the teaching the class today. They always fight but let’s face it, they have one massive bromance. Nathan looked at me, “You wanna spar with me today?” he asked and I shrugged, having sparred with everyone else in the class I figured what the heck? Since I also didn’t have a sword I ran across the call to get one from the rack.

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