There wasn't much that frustrated Beiste. Her whole life had been one odd twist after another, so waking up to go to a real school seemed comical. That was until her mother came into her room, the curlers hanging loosely in her hair. The woman was beautiful, and usually kind, but after many years of living....she had her chaotic moments. This was one of those moments.

Her mother's lips parted, her large shark teeth glistening in the dim light. "Darling, get up now." Her voice was low, menacing, and she was walking closer. 

Immediately Beiste was out of bed, backing away in the corner near her dresser. "I am up mother, I am." With shaking hands she opened the drawer right in front of her. Her mother stayed there for a moment, watching her, before she turned on her heal and left. This left Beiste to get dressed alone before she made her way down to the kitchen. There was a bowl of cereal sitting there on the table, waiting to be eaten. Not wanting to stay in the home any longer, she grabbed the bowl and her suit case. Luckily she had straps on her lugage , so she put it on her back while she walked to the fairy ring in her sitting garden.

The usual magic surrounded her, before she materialized near the bus stop. There were so many students already there. Unlike everyone else she just walked to where she felt the bus's door would open, sitting down on the ground. She set the bowl of cereal in her lap before she started eating.