“How will I get a visa?” I fumed, stabbing the parchment furiously with my black biro. “The Guid won’t let me, all the illegal agencies say I’m too young–”
“Wait.” Artemis’ eyes widened. “You tried to pass through the illegal way?”
“Duh!” I rolled my eyes, wringing my hands. “There’s no other way. I need a visa!”
You can’t be scared of a girl. The blame rang around my head, the disbelief, the mockery.A girl! You! Scared of a girl!
Oh, but Artemis was special. She was a student at the School Imperfect. One of the magical children snatched from their beds, their parents memories wiped, everyone who knew them, their memories wiped too. I was a student at t…[Read more]
btw im doing tags! my friend here is @amricaofcamelot and she switched computers and forgot her password!!!!!
THE SCHOOL FOR IMPERFECT
The bell rang, loud and clear. It continued to jangle, as if all the teachers knew the students loved a good lie-in.
Callie lay in bed for 5.6 more seconds before she jumped out and peered in the mirror.
Grabbing her seashell brush, she began to attack the nonexistent tangles.
Satisfied, she put her…[Read more]
I’m doing a roleplay about the School for the Imperfect!
It’s my first roleplay!!!
I’ll join 🙂
but maybe put a little more info on it…
good start though 🙂
This is my first time here, so please could someone explain what to do…?
“What’s the time?” I grouched, biting into a sweet cheese roll.
“Lunch’s almost up,” piped Callista beside me, steadily drinking a large bottle of elderflower cordial. “In fact—”
The wolves howled, signalling the end of lunch.
“Great,” I groaned. “Just great.…[Read more]