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Guess, the teenage pixie, stared out her window at the looming building. Of course everything seemed to 'loom' when you were only five two, as she was. She had been coming here for... What was it, two years now? In any case, that didn't make it any less scary for the girl. There were always new face, and she found it hard to make friends. Who wanted to be friends with the short girl who always seemed to be PMSing?
Guess smirked as the building grew ever near. She remember her parents telling her this year should be different, that she should try to make friends. It wasn't that she didn't try to make friends, it was that people didn't try to be friend back. The pixie shrugged her small shoulders and leaned back in her seat as the school disappeared behind a mass of oak trees.
The drive had been uneventful, other than a call from her youngest sister telling her she had forgotten her toothbrush. Of all the things to forget, why that? Her parents said she'd just have to buy a new one. There was a town near by wasn't there?
Guess hadn't really ever wandered the town. She was too scared that some evil lord was going to jump her. But that was a silly fear. They didn't know where she was, and if worst came to worst she could just turn them told gold.
She looked down at her gloved hands and sighed. Stupid Golden Touch, she could never take the gloves off.
The car came to a stop in front of the familiar, but still daunting, school. Guess stepped out and rolled her shoulders, hoping to get the kinks out. Her small blueish silver wings were folded over her white shirt- making them look like an interesting vest and nothing like wings at all- and her pointed ears were hidden under her mess of brown hair.
She again looked up at the school. Maybe this year would be different. Maybe?