Chapter Four: Out to Launch- Fiona
I looked at the girl who approached me. She was taller than a freshman, I guessed. Going back over to her, I sighed. Camellia, was it? You arent a freshman.
No, she said helpfully. Im a senior.
Havent seen you around before.
Camellia hesitated. Im a transfer, she whispered.
I waited, knowing she would have to add what school she came from to continue the conversation. She sighed. From the Beta Academy, the girl muttered.
I scoffed. From the Beta? Didnt those rude, snippy, unfashionable girls have any sense at all? Beta girls stayed at their school, Alfea girls stayed at theirs. That was the only way nobody would get hurt. Hell, if it wasnt the first day of school, Id probably call some seniors to mess her up. But I was feeling a bit generous.