1. Queen Catalina High (Q.C.H)
I stepped onto the pristine marble floors of the school. Pulling my bag closer to my side I wandered through the halls and headed towards the vague direction of the office. I pushed open the door and an instant scent of cherries and flowers hit my nose. I looked around and studied the room before me. The room itself was quite large, an oak desk in the corner where the receptionist was tapping away at her keys not acknowledging me because of my ahem 'ability'. The padded chairs huddled in the corner, their dark colours contrasting with the pale cream marble of the floor. The white washed walls were decorated with student achievements, class photographs and various awards. A large dark door leading to the principal's office took up the middle of the back wall-
"You do realise I can see you, your abilities don't work in this room sweetie," The sable haired receptionist glared at me, adjusting her half moon glasses which were perched on her nose.
I flushed a deep red,"I'm sorry... But I'm new here and I was told to talk to the principal about organising classes." I spoke quickly, hoping she would understand.
Her face relaxed and she smiled,"Of course, just go on through!" She said cheerily, realising I was a student. I ignored her sudden change in mood and walked towards the door and pushed it open. What I saw inside was quite rare... Definitely not like any other principals office I'd ever been to.