Sparrows Academy Novels & Stories

Taking them all off-guard, the paper sparrow started talking, “I, EVANORA YOUNGBLOOD, welcome you all in our Holy village SARAINE. I was supposed to meet you, but something came up in the last moment. So, I hereby am sending this little one to guide you all in the visitor area of our village, where you could stay and rest for the time being. I will shortly send someone to fetch you for our meeting.” Conveying this message, the little paper sparrow started flapping it’s tiny paper wings, gesturing all of them to follow it. “Oh Lord! Am I really watching a piece of paper talking?” Valor whispered in Estella’s ears, who giggled sheepishly. She was overjoyed and excited to see all these magical

she said. "I know," I said. "And Marcus," she said. "I know," I said. She was quiet. "Tell me what you're actually thinking," she said. I thought about how to say it. "There's a school," I said. "In Center City. The Carver Academy." I paused. "Small. Sixty students total across six years. Exceptional academic program. Strong arts integration." I paused. "The kind of environment that attracts children who think unconventionally." I paused. "The kind of environment where a five year old building local geological models and developing notation systems for emotional significance would be challenged rather than exceptional." I paused. "Where his specific quality would be the standard rather than

‘It looks like something Waltz would wear. When he thought of Waltz, he started to miss her. Sparks had flown that day, but then he had to come straight to the Flying Eagles Academy, and the problem was that there was no signal on his phone here. He heard from Gabby that it wasn’t that the students in Flying Eagles Academy didn’t use phones, but they required a special card. However, the card required six hundred points, which was usually impossible for an ordinary first-year student to acquire. ‘I need to think of a way!’

And maybe—maybe—a coyote quarterback who’d just decided the new girl wasn’t so new anymore. Two Wizards, One Spiral Wednesday, 3:33 p.m. Behind the bleachers, same spot the sparrow learned to fly again. The sun was bleeding gold across the practice field, but the mist still pooled in the shadows like it had been waiting all day. Seras was already there, back against the chain-link, red streak glowing against black hair. She wore her cheer jacket open over a cropped tee, and around her neck hung a brand-new pendant: the black garnet melted down and reshaped into a perfect spiral.

"This pamphlet includes your room key, your class schedule, and your bank information through Divinity Credit Union." I open the file and look at my schedule. I have Sparring, Angelic & Demonic History, Magical Studies, and Magical Enhancement. The classes seemed interesting enough, I turned the next page, and my eyes widened, my eyebrows almost shooting off my head. "Umm, Headmaster Simmins, where did this money come from?" "Ah yes," He said, glancing over my shoulder and looking at the page I was on. "That is a monthly stipend provided by the Academy; we want to ensure that our students never go without."

"Abroad and you will take Uno with you? It's like you are taking away his rights to be Uno's father." "You can just study here, girl. I can recommend you the best school for culinary arts." "Where?" "A.I.C.A. I commend that school." "International?" "Yup!! That's for internation. I assure you it's one of the best." I paused and pondered. "Okay, I'll check that school. Mommy told me it's better to study here so that Jonas won't have to stop working." "Yes, girl. It's either Tita Entice will take care of Uno or you will hire a nanny. You are rich anyway."

Her words lingered in the air for a while, and for a heartbeat, I wondered if she knew I was only seventeen at the time. “Sara?” she called. “Yes, Maggie.” “Your beauty has not gone unnoticed. You’d better keep your virtue as well. And stay focused. Surely, good things await you. Finally, you can be accepted as someone worth more than a… Lone wolf… urgh!” Her face twisted. “Just the word disgusts me.” “Madam, we are here,” Harry announced from the driver’s seat, and my heart leapt. “Alas! Springfield Academy.” I looked out the window, and my breath caught at the impeccable scenes of architectural brilliance. The highs and lows. The peaks and troughs—vistas of caramel perfection. Buildings, a

Her two buttons were already on. "What will happen to me after we get married? Should I wear thick powder? Summer must be surprised if my face is always red." In her bedroom, Summer was lying on her stomach. She looked adorable with one hand supporting her chin and her legs constantly moving like a swimmer. "Toby, listen carefully. Sparrows are small birds about the size of a tennis ball. They are brown with a few black and gray markings in some parts," Summer read an article she found for her plushie.

Dera and her mom entered the other car as they drove to Frost Academy. Dera POV I plugged my headphones as I listened to You should be sad by Halsey. I saw as we passed some big buildings and even some schools , we passed Pearl Academy , Hallel college Blossom highschool. Then my mom shook me as we came down from the car. Woah....... This School was big!!! It was painted blue and white , there was a water fountain at the middle and some students roaming around the school. The school was to resume next week but as a boarder, you have to resume a week earlier.

"I'm coming with you." Together we washed up and changed into clean clothes before leaving the training hall connected to the school. The pack's training academy towered over the small forum that was the heart of Opal Springs, my loveable yet tiny and sequestered village. All ages and studies were housed inside; including everything from sewing lessons for pups to Epsilon training.