You step off the boat. The castle looms ahead of you, like Faerntarn, from your favorite game Dungeons and Dragons. You couldn't wait.
As you made your way into its insides, you found yourself fascinated with all the intricate stone detailing and the paintings that seemed to be alive.
"Wow," you breathed.
"Wow is right."
You turn to your left. A very pretty girl with crutches is standing there, her beautiful green orbs are wide with wonder, just like your own sparkling blue ones are.
"Hi, I'm Kelly," she says.
"I'm y/n!" You guys shake hands.
"What house do you think you'll be sorted into?" she asks.
"Hmmm..." You're not sure. "I'm not sure. As long as it isn't Slytherin though." You guys both shudder at the thought.
"Alright students!" a short man with glasses shouts to get everyone's attention. "My name is Professor Cuomo, and it's now time to be sorted. You will go up these stairs and Headmaster Cobain will place the magical hat on your head and tell you where your deepest thoughts guide you to be."
It was so magical. Once time came for you to be sorted, the excitement was oozing out of you like slime from an evil gelatinous cube.
"Gryfindor!" Wow! You can't believe it! The hat calls out the same thing for Kelly.
You guys find your way to the table, and sit down. The food is wonderful, and eventually you make your way back to your common room.
It's fairly empty except, in the corner, the head girl seems to be arguing with three other students. They all carry bags, and your new friend Kelly seems to know one.
"Ronnie!" she calls.
"Kels!" He runs over and hugs her. "And who's this hot new chick?"
The other boy's face falls as Ronnie says this.
"This is my friend, Y/n," says Kelly. "Y/n, this is my brother Ronnie."
"And I'm Agnes," says the head girl.
"I'm Chuck," says the other boy.
"And I'm Tilly," says the one who was mainly arguing with Agnes.
"My sister." says Agnes.
"Wow, it's great to meet you all," you say.
Agnes turns to Tilly. "Be nice to the new girl. I'm going to go find Miles."
As she walks away, Tilly turns to you. "Miles is her booyyyfrienddd" she says, and makes a face.
"Ewwww," says Chuck, very obviously trying not to look at Ronnie.
"So, new girl, do you ever play Dnd?" asks Ronnie.
"Hell yeah!" you say.
And so the days go on, you and your new friends playing your favorite game, until one day everything changed.
You woke up, and tied your hair back into a messy bun. You had a very interesting guest speaker today in your History of Magic class. His name was The Great Mage Steve, and he had lived for so incredibly long, and knew almost everything there was to know about magic.
Just then, an owl landed on the window. Kelly picked up the letter, and her face fell. "Oh no, Y/n..." she hands you the paper.
The grate MAge Steve is Dead! How cuold this be...
Needless to say, class was cancelled.
You and Kelly make your way to the common room.
Prefect Vera is sitting talking with the head boy and girl.
"I just don't know why he had to die," says Miles.
"It makes me so sad i just want to kill those monsters that did this," said Agnes. "Oh, hey girls."
Miles stands up. "Did you hear the news? We will be having a short memorial service for him right now outside."
You all walk outside.
"Hello all students, I'm sure you've been made aware of the great and tragic death of the great mage Steve," says Head Master Cobain. There is murmuring of yes throughout the crowd. "Now, the gryffindor head boy would like to pay his respects with song."
Miles steps up to the microphone.
"My old man is a bad man, but
I can't deny the way he holds my hand
And he grabs me, he has me by my heart
He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past
He doesn't mind I have a L.A. crass way about me
He loves me, with every beat of his cocaine heart
Swimmin' pool glimmerin', darling
White bikini off with my red nail polish
Watch me in the swimmin' pool, bright blue ripples
You sittin', sippin' on your Black Cristal, oh, yeah
Light of my life, fire of my loins
Be a good baby, do what I want
Light of my life, fire of my loins
Gimme them gold coins, gimme them coins
And I'm off to the races, cases of Bacardi chasers
Chasin' me all over town
'Cause he knows I'm wasted, facin' time again at Rikers Island
And I won't get out
Because I'm crazy, baby
I need you to come here and save me
I'm your little scarlet, starlet, singin' in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth
Ready for you
My old man is a tough man, but
He got a soul as sweet as blood-red jam
And he shows me, he knows me
Every inch of my tar-black soul
He doesn't mind I have a flat broke-down life
In fact, he says he thinks it's what he might like about me
Admires me, the way I roll like a rolling stone
Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, Château Marmont
Slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my makeup
Glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac fumes
Says it feels like heaven to him
Light of his life, fire of his loins
Keep me forever, tell me you own me
Light of your life, fire of your loins
Tell me you own me, gimme them coins
And I'm off to the races, cases of Bacardi chasers
Chasin' me all over town
'Cause he knows I'm wasted, facin' time again at Rikers Island
And I won't get out
Because I'm crazy, baby
I need you to come here and save me
I'm your little scarlet, starlet, singin' in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth
Yo, I'm off to the races, laces
Leather on my waist is tight, and I am fallin' down
I can see your face, is shameless, Cipriani's Basement
Love you, but I'm goin' down
God, I'm so crazy, baby
I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving
I'm your little harlot, starlet, Queen of Coney Island
Raisin' hell all over town
Sorry 'bout it
My old man is a thief, and
I'm gonna stay and pray with him 'til the end
But I trust in the decision of the Lord, to watch over us
Take him when He may, if He may
I'm not afraid to say that I'd die without him
Who else is gonna put up with me this way?
I need you, I breathe you, I'll never leave you!
They would rue the day I was alone, without you
You're lyin' with your gold chain on
Cigar hangin' from your lips, I said, "Hon'"
"You never looked so beautiful as you do now, my man"
And we're off to the races, places
Ready, set, the gate is down and now we're goin' in
To Las Vegas, chaos, Casino Oasis
Honey, it is time to spin
Boy, you're so crazy, baby
I love you forever, not maybe
You are my one true love
You are my one true love
You are my one true love"
It's such a beautiful song that he sings, everyone starts crying. As you wipe your eyes, Cobain steps back to the podium.
"Wow students, what a lovely song. If only steve were alive to here it." There is a brief pause as the headmaster chokes back tears. "Anywyas, I have some more tragic news for you, students. Unfortunately our school has run into some legal troubles. A few students have been selected to go work for a group of musicians. If I say your name, please see Proffessor Cuomo. Tilly Evans, Chuck Biggs, Kelly, and Ronnie."
Oh no. Your face falls. All your friends are leaving.
"No! Take me instead" shouts Agnes, "I volunteer! I Vollunteer as tribute!"
"No." Says Cobain. "Tilly must go."
