The United Magical Creatures Academy or for short UMCA. The pixie takes a hand full of what seems to be pixie dust from a bag around her neck. And blows it at me. "Gaah" I yell as I rub my eyes and dusting my face off. "What did you d--" I start to say but get cut off by my body moving on its own. "W-what are you doing?!" I say as my body walks toward the witch that I was glaring at earlier. 'No!anyone but he' I yell in my head. She turns to see me walking over to her and she looks at me with a puzzled glare. Then all of a sudden my hand reaches out to her... I'm not the best at writing so please don't get your hopes up. If you do like the story then thank you I appreciate that at least one person will like it. But please at least give it a try. And if I could get feedback on if it is good or not and on what I can improve on or some suggestions it would be greatly appreciated.