Pandora's school for the Magically gifted

Maggie

Dazed was the word that described Maggie's state of mind perfectly she still couldn't believe she'd gone from model daughter to problem child in the matter of seconds. She had been inside the garage when it went up in flames after all! Okay, so maybe this wasn't the first structure she'd burnt down, actually it was the last on a long list of destruction that seemed to follow her around... burn down the school library and one-tops-two isles at Walmart and you're labeled Pyro for life.

They were all accidents of course and hey the school got a huge grant from an anonymous source, 'most likely Maggie's father or the Council of Magic trying to shush things up,' but a grant's a grant none the less and after 60 hours of court ordered community service that crappy Walmart's never looked better!

Sighing Maggie looked at the plain white boarding house she would be calling home. It stung to look at because it reminded her she wasn't passing by or even visiting this was her home now. Her father, step-mother, and even surprisingly mother all made this clear. Maggie was shocked her father had reached her mother let alone she'd agreed with him on the move.

It was her fault after all that Maggie was addicted to fire like some people are addicted to meth. Yet, even though she needed her help she was long gone- no doubt getting in touch with her native side... Last time she'd heard from her mother was in a postcard, Maggie hadn't even known she was back from her three month trek following some native tribe in the amazon only to find out she was about to be led off the grid again by some shaman to start her extensive photo journal about the religious significance of the New Mexico mountains and terrains. She hadn't the time to call Maggie but she had the time to find a fax machine to send her agreement on her practical banishment!

Yet again she'd left all parental authority to Maggie's father leaving caution to the wind and the smell of adventure in the air... All Maggie had smelled was the disgusting man who raised chickens for a living the entire 14 hour plane ride from her home in Nevada to a small town in Romania she couldn't even begin to pronounce.

Fingers shaking Maggie watched with hungry eyes as a light green leaf floated into her sight, allowing a shiver to run down her spine she sighed in relief as the small fluttering leaf burst into flame decenergrating to ashes only seconds before hitting the roof of her new porch.

Maggie's eyes widened as she heard a loud gasp behind her, grimacing she slowly turned around her eyes catching that of a strange looking boy. Praying he hadn't seen what she'd done.

Maggie

Maggie tried not to swear as she followed the boy and girl inside, she hoped they wouldn't tell the others she almost set the house on fire... Oh that would be a great phone call home she could almost hear it now, ' Ya dad... I know I've only been here all of three seconds but I almost burnt my dorm down... What was that? Institutionalized you say...'

Not paying attention Maggie walked right into another boy knocking the plastic drink cup out of his hand.

Although she knew she should've said sorry first all she could think of was, 'how many boys do I live with?'

Sasha

Sasha sat on the kitchen counter annoyed the rude brunette had entered the room and disrupted the quiet of the household. No one had been wishing for anything, no one had been dreaming... Now the taste in Sasha's mouth went sour as the girl's embarrassed wishes met her ears along with the boy's inner complaints for a dry shirt, and underneath that- well, she could hear him.

Sasha almost wanted to mess with the girl, but realized she had it hard enough and instead picked her sandwich back up taking another large bite.


Maggie
"I'm fine, here let me help- I can dry you out in no time, watch" she added trying not to grimace as she heated her hand, placing it against the floor she watched the liquid start to disappear. She'd tried to make the natural flame that came from her palm look like a spell, trying to make it look like she was just a regular Witch- not a freaky half-breed.

The sound of the door behind her slamming open caused her to jump the shock amplifying her powers causing her simple heat to turn into a spark. Eyes flashing Maggie was unable to stop herself from watching as the hardwood caught on fire before her eyes. The flame drew her in, she could hear shouting in the distance but right there all she could see was the small spreading flame.

Sasha

Pissed more now than ever Sasha jumped off the counted head pounding as she heard the panic thoughts of others. Not even bothering to ask his permission Sasha walked past Alex grabbing the collar of his shirt she forcibly pulled him out the door with her leaving behind the group of teenagers freaking out in the kitchen.

"We need a break now," Sasha hissed at him as she pulled the reluctant demon farther away from the house whether he liked it or not she wasn't letting him go back in there until things settled down- not entirely for his sake, selfishly she really didn't want the headache if he freaked out and attacked someone.

Sasha

Sasha allowed her head to tilt to the side wondering if this guy was also a pathological liar. "Fine's not a word someone recently considering mutilation should use when describing their mental state," Sasha added quietly as she took off her over sized hoodie, throwing it at the boy. Even though her black t-shirt was a little too small she wasn't willing to listen to him gripe in his mind about his discomfort any more and she had a feeling they'd be stuck here a while, so he might as well get comfy.

Sasha

"An expression for you is a reality for him," she added shrugging off his comment- she wasn't scared of the boy, she would have hurt him before he hurt her. Determined to make her point of not being scared off Sasha broke the distance between them again, laying down on the grass at his feet she stared up at the strange boy, she was surprised at his awkwardness most demons she's met were rather cocky- and bold.. This one seemed scared of his own skin.

Sasha only wondered for a moment if it was a good idea to raise such curiosity in him, she wasn't sure if Alex himself even liked her as a person, his other side though-that she was sure of as his thoughts were becoming louder and more directed towards her.

Sasha

Laying her head on the grass she watched him for a moment, just watched-didn't judge, didn't think, didn't even listen to what he was thinking, she just stared at him.

"I'm Sasha, I never introduced myself," She whispered for some reason feeling the need for just silence... And for something else, something she had to tell him, something she had to let him know right at that moment or their future friendship or whatever this thing was right now would never happen.

"It's because you're not him," she stated plainly closing her mouth as she waited for what he would say.

Sasha

A sleepy smile came upon Sasha's face as everything went quiet. "What do we do now?" Sasha said eyeing the boy with interest.

Sasha

The sun flashed down on them in the same annoying heatwave that had been present all day.

"Let's go swimming, I saw a pond out behind the house," Sasha added not waiting for his reply before she started walking.

Sasha

Sasha smiled at him when they reached the pond, only bothering to slip off her worn-out tennis shoes she dove into the slightly green water, fully clothed the water cooling her off in the wake of the heated afternoon.