You know those days when you wake up, the sun's shining, the birds are chirping, and you just know everything is going to be great? Yeah this is not one of those days. But in order for you to understand this situation I probably have to go into more detail.
Hi, my name is Draconis Rosalinda Winters, but I just go by Rose Winters. I'm just your average everyday girl, you know? I go to school, I play in band, I'm from a magical land, I have powers of shadows, the four elements, seasons, storms, and much more. So you know just your average everyday seventh grader, am I right?
What would you do if your school teachers were to vanish into thin air one fine Monday morning?
The Camur Academy for the Elementally Gifted has churned out elite elemental kinects since the time of the divine elemental beasts. With an uncompromising curriculum and iron-willed teachers, it reigns over the others in academic quality.
But when the staff fail to turn up on a school day, the panicked student council is forced to take up the reins of the institution. Fingers would point. Blows would be exchanged. Children would celebrate their newfound freedom.
Would you rather be the voice of order, or start the day with Mischief 101?