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One day after a particularly awkward class I walked up to Bloom and the others in the lunchroom. I slammed my stuff on the table and Bloom said "Bad day?" I sighed and sat down. Then I said "No it's just, is this how the rest of my life will be? Learning magic, getting treated like an outcast and being stared at? What happens after I graduate? I can't go home and be a guardian fairy for my planet and I doubt I'll get a teaching job here. I want to something to help Magix after all the damage I caused." "Selene you can do whatever you want, that's the great part about being a full fairy." "Bloom I don't deserve a chance to do what I want, I ne

AN-Chapter 7, sorry it took so long I've been busy. Hope you enjoy! Chapter 7- Wisdom of the Jedi Galen POV My Master was soon out of sight. I felt her presence, she was still there. I looked at Juno. She gulped but nodded. I squeezed her hand and then followed Ahsoka. I was momentarily blind but I used the Force to clear the room. This allowed Maris and Juno to see what was happening. Ahsoka was standing at the base of a large tower. Every few inches there was a blue glowing shape. My master was looking up the tower with wonderment. I took my place next to her. I had seen Sith holocrons before, my master used to have me train from them.

Zutara Week 2012 Day 3-Whimsical ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Whimsical (Whim-si-cal) Adjective 1. Given to whimsy  or fanciful notions; capricious: a pixyish, whimsical fellow. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Can't catch me!" A young dark haired girl yelled playfully as she ran through the halls of the fire nation palace, the fire lord right on her heels. He ignored the astonished looks from his servants and housekeepers as he dashed by, too focused on catching the rambunctious child. She ran out into the courtyard and he quickly went after her, barely ducking und

AN- Longer chapter. We are getting to the end of the first part of this story. There will be a second part which I'm not sure when I will start writing it. I am feeling lazy right now. Chapter 28- Never alone Malakaimon Late at night (1:00 about) "No, No, Leave me alone, No, Stop." I heard Selene's voice mumbling. I shot awake and looked around. There was no one here. Selene was tossing around in the bed, still mumbling. Something was wrong. "Go away, leave me alone, no. Ahh, just leave me alone." She mumbled and yelled softly. "I need to get help." I said to myself. I ran off the bed and out the door. I went into Ken's room and pushed o

A Force Sensitive with a Doll In the "12 Years" that the doctor is away from Amy Pond, he ends up in another galaxy, far, far away. Prologue It was many years ago when I first met him. He appeared out of thin air, him and his blue box. I was only six years old at the time. I would have never been able to guess that he would change my life so much, or change me. That man, that insane, wonderful and utterly mad man. That madman with a box. A box that could travel through time and space itself. Or at least, so he claimed. I wouldn't learn that he was in fact telling the truth until later in life. But there is a time for everything, and a reas

Chapter 10- Gomen imōtoyo Another week passed by and Erza was still suspicious of her sister. Erza walked into the guild one morning and into the infirmary to say good morning, but was confused to find Lilura and Jellal putting bandages and other medical supplies into a pack. “What are you doing?” She asked. “Erza!” Lilura said, looking guiltily at her younger sister. “What’s going on?” Erza asked, looking between the two. Lilura bit her lip and looked at Jellal. Jellal gave her a small nod and Lilura frowned but then sighed, turning to look at Erza. “We’re leaving.” Erza&rsqu

Red Like Roses A lone hooded figure walked silently through a snowy forest. The sun was beginning its descent in the sky, every year for 3 years she'd made the trek through the forest, this year the only difference was she now carried a sword strapped to her waist. She emerged from the trees and walked to the edge of a small cliff. There sat four gravestones, all nearly identical except for the inscription they held. Red like Roses fills my dreams and brings me to the place you rest. In her mind she saw the smiling face of the cocky pink haired dragon slayer the first gravestone represented. The inscription on the ruby flecked stone read "