One Year Before High School

Chapter 9

"No, we can't do anything against her," said Mrs. La'Lune. Ivy agreed with her. Ella started in surprise. "What?! Why not?" she asked. Ivy put a placating hand on her, "I'm saying that if we got the principal involved, it'll make Stephany more suspicious, and draw the attention of the whole school" she said. Ella backed down but still wasn't convinced.

"That's the least of what we need right now" agreed Mrs. La'Lune. She got some papers ready. "I want you guys to fill this out in case you have to be transferred out immediately," she said. Ivy took them and scanned over them briefly, then nodded. "Alright. When do you need them by?" she asked. Mrs. La'Lune shrugged, "As soon as possible would be nice, but don't take any undue risks," she said. Ivy nodded and put them in her bag. Ella eyed them nervously.

"Now, here's the plan. If Stephany ever finds out, you guys will transfer. I'll say that it was because you were at the wrong school in the first place, and it was only Stephany's input that made me realize this" she said. Ivy nodded, then frowned. "What if that doesn't work?" she asked. Mrs. La'Lune smiled at that, "Don't worry about it" she said. She turned to let them off the hook, then paused.

"Wait"

Ivy turned around, and Ella stopped a while after. Mrs. La'Lune was frowning slightly, hand on her chin. "You said that Ella froze a ball of wind right?" she asked. Ella nodded, "Yeah...why?" she asked, feeling as if something wasn't right. Mrs. La'Lune hmm'ed to herself for a while before shrugging nonchalantly. "Oh, nothing. Guess I was just being paranoid" she said. Ivy was smarter than that and realized that she was hiding something, but decided to leave it. With a shrug of her own, the sisters walked out.

Mrs. La'Lune paced the now-empty office. She went one way, then spun on her heel to walk the other. It seemed as if she was going to wear a hole into the ground if she had not stomped somewhat childishly into the ground in frustration. "Just paranoid," she told herself.

Stephany was fuming.

First, she gets tricked by a runt, then she gets beaten by girl-who-couldn't-even-use-magic-until-like-two-days-ago. Things were not going well at all, and that was the cause of her fustration.

"Ugh!" she vents into her pillow. Her room had changed since last time. Her bed was a calming lilac, and her room was painted in a soft cherry. Her desk had taken on a white-magenta, and instead of the usual, plain look, had now a swirling leg in the center, and small drawers to store personal accessories. Her ceiling light had gone from a half-circle, singular light, too many quarter-sphere, up lights. It helped make an atmosphere of sophistication and neatness.

However, Stephany continued to muse, angrily, on Lea and McKay. She pulled out her phone and texted Rylan, as a means of venting.

S-Rylan, you will not even guess what happened today

R-What?

S-That stupid little girl beat me in a fight!

R-Why did you pick a fight with her?

S-You know!

S-Because she was annoying! And thinking she's so great

R-I don't know, she seemed like a pretty shy person

S-No not her! The Ivy whatever girl!

R-Ah

R-But still, you have a few things to be relieved about

S-What?!

R-She didn't tell the principal

S-So?