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Trixie an air of unwelcomeness for the lady behind the desk. What was wrong with this place. Why weren't the Vega's appreciated?Was something wrong? Either way, Trixie took the piece of paper that read off her classes. Everything seemed pretty basic. But there was just one problem. "I'm new here. I don't know where anything is." She said innocently. What was she suppose to do. This place was completely foreign to the teenage witch. "Jack?" She asked, looking to her new brother. "Where do I go, exactly?"

Trixie turned when she saw a new girl come and get her own schedule. The new girl with pink horns protruding from her head then turned to Trixie and Jack and asked if they knew where her class was. The little witch simply shook her head. "I'm new here too. I don't know where anything is." Trixie said looking ashamed. Though, it wasn't her fault. Wasn't it normal to not know where anything was when you were new? Trixie then looked at the horned girl. Her eyes fixed on her chest that seemed to stick outward. She then her own chest which was flat as a pancake. Why did all other girls have to have bigger breasts than her? Trixie looked at her schedule and saw that she too had the same class the pretty horned girl, though, she didn't saw anything.

Trixie reluctantly followed her new brother, Jack and the horned girl to their class. The little witch felt so nervous. She was shaking like a leaf. This was the first time she had been away from Noah for so long. It really bothered her. Noah was he main source of security. The one person who made her feel safe. Jack was completely new to her. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, but she also barely knew him. And this new girl, despite her being friendly. It was all just so much to take in at once. Nonetheless, Trixie went to her assigned seat and sat quietly.

"I've never been a to a school in my life." Trixie commented back while not making eye contact. All seemed to be going fine until the teacher asked for the little witch and the horned girl to come up to the front and introduce themselves. Trixie skiddishly made her way to the front , trying avoid making eye contact with anyone as the eyes seemed to train in on her. Trixie stood right next to the other girl. The little witch felt like a child compared to her. She must looked like one as well with the way she was dressed anyway. Trixie finally mustered the courage to speak to the entire class while making eye contact. "My name is Trixie. I'm sixteen years old and I like blueberry pies." Out of nervousness, the girl began to blink uncontrollably as students gawked at her.

As if on cue, Saara responded with an equally awkward response to the entire class. Trixie glanced to the horned girl. Why was answer just as bad? Didn't matter now. They seemed to be awkward together. They even had to sit together. When told, the little witch went to her seat and folded her hands together, remaining quiet. It wouldn't be so bad. Trixie would like her friend to be Saara. If only she wasn't bigger than her. Oh well. She would get over it in time.

Already Trixie began to fret about her assignment. Who on Earth was she going to write about, or rather, her group. She looked through the list that was handed to her marveled at all the names. She saw a couple familiar names that her mother used to talk about, such as Merlin and Morgan la Faye. But the little witch thought that was just too easy for her. Why not try someone she wasn't as familiar with. Trixie then looked down and a couple of names she was somewhat familiar with. Sun Wukong and Beowulf. Interesting choice. She took her pencil, which magically appeared before with a whisper of a tiny summoning spell, and circled the names. Trixie would later deliberate the idea among her group once she had one.

Seeing as how everyone was already picking their own subjects and getting into groups, Trixie new found confidence suddenly vanished. What was she going to do? The little witch got up from her seat and went over to her new brother Jack. "Jack?" She asked shyly as she made her way through some of the other girls crowding around the boy. "Could you help me with my subject?" Trixie asked, trying not to look nervous around all the other girls surrounding her brother. It felt like she was entering a harem and they were all much better suitors that would down on her.