

|  | Trace is a potion genius at Oakridge academy. Watch as she gets into trouble | 
| âCome on Trace, if you donât hurry up weâll be late. Stop daydreaming and start walking faster.â âOh calm down Ally, those old teachers arenât going to be anywhere near the class room for a couple of minutes. Besides who would want to listen to an old fuddy duddy talk about something that doesnât even matter? Some just like the sound of their own voice.â I scowled and walked slower just to make her mad. And it worked! She turned around and yanked on my arm. Sticking my tongue at her, I dug my heels into the carpet. My red haired friend groaned and rolled her eyes. âFine you win" I laughed and started walking faster. âYou took the words right out of my mouth. Come on weâll be late.â Ally cursed under her breath and we walked into the history classroom just as the late bell rang. âWell well well, look who decided to grace us with her presence carrot head and the orphan. I thought you werenât coming.â As soon as I heard the voice I knew who it was. Natalia Kingstan, the schools reigning queen. According to her faithful followers she was everything Ally and I werenât; rich, popular, beautiful, and blonde. The way she acted just rubbed me the wrong way. She walked over to me and ruffled my short black hair. âOh Iâm sorry there was something in your hair and I was just getting rid of it for you. And by the way your tie is crooked.â She smirked and I glared back. âJust bite me and get over it already. And by the way your braid is crooked as well. Let me fix it for you.â I snapped my fingers and Nataliaâs long blonde braid fell to the floor and her hair was now just barely longer than mine. All the girls gasped as the two foot long braid that was Nataliaâs pride and joy landed with a soft thud on the tile floor. âThere its all better.â I snapped my fingers again and the braid flew into the air and attached itself to where it originally was. The hair knitted together and you couldnât even tell that it was on the floor only seconds before. I smirked at the shocked expression on Nataliaâs face. âWhatâs the matter, cant do simple magic? Oh yeah I forgot you are only here because your father paid the school a lot of money just so you could attend. You cant do magic, so sometimes I wonder why you are even here. I mean this is Oakridge Academy for Magically Talented Girls.â Natalia growled and walked towards the door. âYou will regret that you can be certain.â âWith pleasure your highness.â I gave a mock bow as she stormed out the door. âYou are so in for itâ Ally said as she clapped me on the back. âWhen have I ever not been in for it? Thatâs what I do for a living.â I smirked and walked to my seat. I slouched down in the hard wood seat and waited for the teacher to get here. The minutes ticked by and all of the girls started to be impatient almost all of them were tapping their fingers on a desk or something like that. Ally kept looking at her watch every three seconds. After a couple of minutes she walked over to me with a stern look on her face. âTrace, would you happen to know why the teacher is especially late today?â Raising my arms into a stretch and putting them behind my head, I shrugged nonchalantly. âPerhaps what does that have to do with anything?â Ally rolled her eyes. âWhat did you do?â âOh nothing too obviousâ I said with an innocent wide eyed expression. âI just put that new potion that I cooked up into Professor Bumbleâs tea. Why did you want to know?â âYou idiot. You hadnât tested that yet!!!! You donât know what it does.â âAu contraire ma petite. I tested it on Natalia yesterday.â âYou did?â âEver wonder why she didnât show up to any of her classes? Hmm? Thatâs because she got a nasty cause of Montezumaâs Revenge and spent the whole day in the first floor bathroom, in stall number 3.â âYou didnât!!!â âOh yes I didâ Ally smacked me on the head and rolled her eyes. As I rubbed my head I could tell that she was trying not to laugh. âAww come one admit it you think this prank is pretty funny. Huh?â |