Thornhill Academy. Novels & Stories

I asked while waiting for Cassie. “Oh, yes darling. It’s just in front of your school.” She said. I nodded. And everything fell silent again. *** We’re now here in front of Heather Academy. It’s a weird name, right? I thought so too. After I withdrew my allowance, me and Cassie entered the school gate. We we're greeted by the students, wearing...a cloak. “Why do you think it’s named Heather Academy? And why do you think they're wearing cloaks?” Cassie asked as she hung her arm around mine.

The school name was printed neatly at the top. It says, Hillcrest Academy for Behavioral Rehabilitation. He reached out and brushed his fingers over it, then pulled his hand back like it burned and chuckled.

I said, whereas mine was currently stuck to my face due to the sweat pouring down. "Well, blame it on working out," she replied, then gripped my hand again. "Let's get what we're here for." Riley got the hockey team sweater – an icy blue color with red stripes at the sleeves. Across the upper back, in bold letters, was the team name "Frostwolves," and below it was the name "THORNE." "A thorn in my flesh," I muttered, rolling my eyes before examining the rest of the details on the shirt. At the front, "Mystic Academy" was written across the chest, with "Academy" on top of a mountain.

The Inter-Academy Grand Invitational — five schools, one track, one weekend, legitimate prize money and a trophy that apparently mattered enough to various pack hierarchies that people were already making calls. I stood at the notice board and read it twice. Warner Academy. Dumont. Nightshade. Crestfall. And a fifth school I didn't recognize — Ironveil Academy, based out of Eastern Europe, no supernatural affiliation listed, which was either unusual or a lie. "Ironveil," Adrian said, from beside me. He'd appeared quietly, the way he always did, reading the board with the focused attention he gave anything that might constitute a threat. "I've heard of them."

The school was called Acadia Academy, but there was another section of the school called Acadia Alternative. That alone made my interest in Acadia Academy be my top choice for schools I wanted to try to get into. The tutor fees were extremely pricey, but if they could help me, I was willing to pay them even more. Feeling optimistic, I clicked on the link that would allow me to contact the tutors.

As agreed yesterday, me and Aiden went to his academy so I can register. And as expected, his school is not like any other school. It's the school for elite. The Golden Academy. As far as I know they are very much strict with the students they allow to enter. I haven't even passed my credentials yet but they've already accepted me. It's suspicious why such a prestigious academy would allow a girl with no background, but I can only speculate that Hayden has something to do with it.

They came in and sat at the far corner of the room, I noticed almost every girl want to be friends with her, which I don’t understand. “ yea I known what you thinking, it happens every time she enters the school” someone said behind me. “ huh” looked at the girl behind me, the girl has a wavy honey brown hair, she smiled, “name is Bridget packer” “ huh mine Kate Griffin, well yea I was just wondering why everybody well most people let just say that went to friends with her, who is she, like did she run the school or I don’t understand”. She chuckled “ nah she is Killian cousin” “ sorry who” I was confused “ wait you don’t know Killian, well everybody known who he is, his family and other fam