After a long day, getting bullied and beat up by the other girls in your year was not on your list of plans. The only reason you didn't fight back and beat their arses was because they're magic. All this over the fact you talked to Fenn longer than any of them had? Seriously?

Your gaze travels down your bruised body in the mirror as you hold an ice pack over your black eye. You just wanted to go home back to your world away from all this magic shite. The bathroom light flickers, and you roll your eyes annoyed that your pathetic excuse of a dorm was this tacky shit hole.