Miss Marina's School Of Fantasy

Chapter 1

Marina sat behind her desk, signing the letters. It may have been very 20th century, but she found it easier to send letters to the students who would be coming to her school. She signed the very last letter, placed it in the envelope and folded it over. She poured some wax over it, then stamped it.

Agwang woke up early on a Saturday morning. She yawned as she sat up, hearing her brothers fighting over the bathroom. She pushed herself out of the bed, scrambling over to her full length mirror. She reached over and grabbed the brush from her drawers next to the mirror, then began to brush her curly dark brown-black hair.

Once it was as brushed as possible, she barely glanced at her reflection as she threw on an old short sleeve t-shirt with holes and a pair of basketball shorts. She grabbed a pair of socks, putting them on as she hopped down the stairs. She raced into the kitchen, grabbing her sports bottle that her mother had taken out of the fridge for her. Agwang grabbed a slice of bread as she exited the kitchen, not bothering to stop and put anything on the bread.

She put the piece of bread in her mouth so it was hanging out as she forced her feet into her football shoes that were still tied up from last Saturday. She opened the big door, walking out and shutting it behind her. She walked down the relatively long gravel path to the mailbox, opening it to check. She paused, furrowing her brows as she reached in and pulled out the letter, it felt like the old letters her school had used for the 'Olden Day' day. She noticed her name was written on it in ink, flipping it over and opening it. She pulled out a piece of parchment and opened it out.

'Dear Miss Agwang Millers

You have been accepted, and chosen, to join Miss Marina's School Of Magicks, a prestigious magicks school in Northern Italy. In this school you will meet people of all different species. You will hopefully create lasting friendships here.

On February 1st you will leave your home in England by any transport -magical or mortal- to Rome. From there, you will take a train that only people of the magicks world can see, to a small village at the bottom of the mountains. Do not worry, for this village is magicks only. From that train station you will walk to the town square, where you will then catch a bus into the mountains. This will not always happen, only the 1st years of each levelling group will do this.

Enclosed in this letter is a list of things you will need.

Miss Marina.'

Agwang frowned. She knew she was a werewolf, her whole family were werewolves. But... she had never been to a school like this. And with her turning thirteen this year, she would probably be in the seventh year, or first for the upper levels.

She backed up towards the door, fumbling behind her to open it. Once she did, she stepped inside and turned around as her mother walked in.

"What have you got there, hon?"

Her mother asked, wiping her hands on a towel as she stepped towards Agwang, plucking the letter out of her hand. Her eyes widened in shock.

"Oh, yes, this must be quite confusing. You probably don't remember, but you did go to Miss Marina's school for a year. You hated it terribly, that must be why she hadn't sent you a letter until now."

Her mother explained. Agwang nodded lightly, then bit her lip gently.

"What about my brothers?"

She asked, and her mum giggled gleefully.

"You know that boarding school they go to? That's Miss Marina's school."

"Oh."

Agwang murmured softly as she took the letter that said what she would need.