Schooled in Magic

Prologue

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I'm being forced to attend a school called Metatron High. A school dedicated to magic users. Whats my powers you may ask? I have no clue. This school is kind of a 'last resort' thing for me. I was kicked out of every other school I went to. Mostly because I destroyed almost every other school. The ones that I didn't destroy, I was kicked out for harassing the teachers or students repeatedly.

I guess my parents figured, what the hell, she must have powers. Funny enough, the school accepted me. My parents must have been very desperate to find this place. It's not exactly public knowledge. Yet, they managed to find it.

I've tried many times to get my parents to homeschool me. They threw that idea out really fast. They told me it was because they didn't have time, what with their jobs and all. I know it's only because they don't want to deal with me any longer than necessary.

Nonetheless, I'm getting ready for my first day of school at Metatron High. Unfortunately, this school requires a uniform. So, I am putting that on. It's a long sleeve button up with a matching skirt, all dark blue. The undershirt is white. Luckily, we can wear whatever shoes we want. I put my black converses on.

Walking to my dresser,I pull out my brush. I run it through my unusually white hair. People think I dyed it, but I didn't. It was the only good thing I was born with. It's not like an ugly, old kind of white either. It's more of a silver. My hair is absolutely beautiful. I finish brushing it and take a look in the mirror. My hair lies straight against my back, ending at my elbows.The thing about my hair is that it's so white, it makes my green eyes look like they're glowing.

"Cheyenne! Are you almost ready?" Moms voice yells up the stairs.

"Yeah, I'm coming," I yell back. Taking one last look in the mirror, I grab my backpack and head down stairs.

"Okay. I'm ready," I say excitedly. "Time to make enemies."

"No. Cheyenne, you are going to be on your best behavior. We can't afford to keep relocating," Mom said.

I roll my eyes at mom. She's just overreacting. Someone always hates me. That's just life. I don't even have to give them a reason to. "Yeah, yeah. I know."

"Cheyenne, I mean it. No funny business. You do as your suppose to," Moms voice was stern.

"Yeah, okay. Can we go now?" I ask impatiently.

"Your fathers taking you. He works closer to your new school. He's already out in the car."

"Of coarse," I mumble as I run out the door. I hop into the passenger seat of my dads silver convertible. As soon as I'm in, we take off.

I wonder what this school is going to be like. Especially considering what it's for. Powers. Maybe it's like mind control kind of stuff. I've actually heard of that happening. But I seriously doubt it's going to be real powers. Either way, it should be fun. Now I can really mess with people. I know mom said not to do anything but... no promises.

Pulling into the Metatron High parking lot has honestly got me speechless. This place looks like a friggin castle! And that's putting it lightly. They've got the whole nine yards. Layers upon layers of brick wall, a surrounding river that circles the building, the building itself is several stories high. The only thing missing is the flags and dragons.

"Not bad for a high school," I mutter, stepping out of the car. Dad speeds off, leaving me staring awestruck at the building. Regaining my senses, I begin walking up the stairs leading to the building. Time to start another school that I'll probably never finish.

Or so I thought.