Story Bit typed from School

Hello everyone! Right now I'm at school, Writing Club to be exact. So now I' m typing from here and we have free type/write time, so I'm taking this time to start yet another new story. Don't hate me. I will attempt to write in 1st person, although I'm really bad at that.


I glare at the taller boy before me. "Why on earth should I trust you?"

The boy replied simply, "Because I'm your only hope."

Man, I wish I was taller. Like, two feet taller. Or three. My mom wasn't wrong in naming me Minia. For God's sake, how on earth did I end up being the only girl, no, the only person, at The School of Magic and Education who's only three feet tall?

"Lukas, I would trust you if I had a little tiny shred of reason to. But you haven't given me any." Since I'm a Seventh Year, I can't be lenient towards this person, even if he's a Ninth Year. We Seventh Years are taught to be strict. Actually, we start having to be strict in Sixth Year. But that's not the point.

Here, this is confusing. I'll just relate everything to you. Actually, that'd be too short for everything that happened. How about, you take a peek into my memory while I try to figure out how to wriggle out of trusting Lukas without sacrificing my little sister?

It started, oh, around three months ago.

"MO-OM!!!" I called. My mother woke up blearily. "What, hun?"

I replied rather testily, "You forgot to wake me up! Now Mr. Isaac will turn me into a bunny for the entire free period! I'll be munching on carrots for two whole hours!"

My little sister, who's amazingly sweet, adorable, and deadly, came downstairs then. "Nee-chan, why are you yelling at Ma?" she asked, rubbing her eyes blearily. She then stared at me with her eyes, which were a lovely golden brown today. Her hair, which was black for the day, fell down her shoulders, a cascade of liquid void-yness.

"She didn't wake me up! I'll be turned into a bunny!" I snapped. While her hair and eyes changed color at midnight every day, and her hair was eternally soft and beautiful, my hair was a simple red color, and it wasn't soft or long. It just barely reaches my shoulders. And it doesn't change colors. And plus my eyes are just a dull-ish green. My eyes aren't dull, they're quite lively in fact, but the color is not pretty at all. And they also remain the same color.

"Bunnies are cute, and the white ones are like warm snow that doesn't melt, like the kind you made yesterday when you were trying to make yourself a plush toy." My sister somehow seemed so innocent and cute even as she pointed out the fact that I utterly failed my homework.

I glared at her. "It's not my fault! Mr. Isaac gave me an insanely hard assignment!"

Sheina, my little sister in question, said, quite cutely with just barely an undercurrent of poison, "Nee-chan, I can do it." She held up a pure white, beautiful teddy bear with white wings made from fuzzy feathers. It emanated magic... How unfair! My little sister got every possible good trait. She's a genius, awesome at magic, cute, has a changing appearance that's never boring or ugly, and......... Yeah.