Julz and Megan's Guide on How to Become a Mage/Wizard Online (Again!)

okay

Since Julz and Megan lived nowhere near each other it was relatively impossible for them to be on the same bus but, the world is screwed and ten minutes later who should climb on the bus but Megan. Julie stuffed the ipod into her favorite gray hoodies pocket as Megan sat down. Megan quickly filled her in on the morning's events with a five minute interlude of how annoying her brother was. When she got to the part of finding a box on her doorstep Julz stopped her. She pulled the box out from behind her the white wood contrasting deeply with her blue jeans but, the turqoise colors looked good with them so it was a good match. Megan pulled out her beautifully carved Mahogany box and showed it to Julz. Megan continued to the part that her mom had ordered a pink dress for her online and Julz laughed hysterically. She didn't like dresses, particularly pink ones so it was extremely funny that her best friend might have to wear one. After that they arrived at the school. Though it seemed like only minutes had passes it looked like they were in Ireland or something. A dark castle sat upon a giant hill with what looked like some kind of stadium on the right and a sheer fifty foot drop to the ocean on the left. Altogether it looked frightening. Julz in all her casual glory strolled off the bus into the huge crowd on the left and noticed the huge line that was forming behind a huge floating desk. She marched her way to the front towing Megan by her right wrist. She promptly asked if this is where they sign in. It was so they did much to the anger of the some fifty people who were waiting in line. With that done Julz shoved her white box into her backpack and grabbed her and Megan's schedule and a map and started figuring out the places. Megan and Julz had three of their classes together and Lunch. Which was horrible considering their were ten classes in one day. So they hugged each other and headed off in different directions. Julz sat down and started scoping immediately. She found two possible boyfriends and three possible friends but that was only by look and book*so she wasn't sure yet. So the day began when Julz Elizabeth Millan would become the next great soceress or whatever they called it at his school!

look&book=the look of them and the books they had and how they were decorated

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Megan paced the hall slowly. it was musty, and the windows were small and high up, letting shadows melt down the walls like wet and dirty paint. she glanced down at the piece of loose leaf on which her schedule was scribbled. no doors were down this corridor, but the lady with the cocky smile at the front office had told her that's where her first class would take place.
Megan jumped as the bell rang, announcing first class beginning. She shook herself, then turned around, determinded she had taken a wrong turn. but there was no exit. The hall had branched off behind her before, coming to a fork; one path led to A tightly curving stairwell that reminded her of being inside the Statue of Liberty, and the other, the one she had come from, let out into a blue-shaded corridor that seemed to be slowly steeping up, no matter which way you walked across it.
The fork was gone. the hall she was in ended abruplty with a wide mirror over a table. Megan spun around again. a wall met the end of the corridor. she was trapped! but how? This had no logical explination!
suddenly a door swong open right in front of her. Megan screamed in surprise, making the class beyond the door laugh cruely.
"Miss...um?" asked the teacher, who was standing on a slab of concrete high near the cieling, which was 30 ft. up.
"Uh, it's Megan..." she answered cautiously.
"Well, don't stand in the doorway, bumbling like that. get in, get in, and take a seat next to Humari over there, now that's a good girl..." The teacher wore a normal attire, a sort of sweater vest over a button-down collared shirt and slacks. his shoes were tapdancing of their own accord on his desk, and he clapped his hands, and the concrete slab lowered him to the ground, where he jumped off and began to lead Megan to her seat.
Humari turned out to be a very tan-looking boy, his mop of black hair tossed in an almost careless way. his almond-colored eyes and simple clothing made him almost look handsome, but he had an almost aristocratic air to him, and he appeared very athletic.
he looked carefully at her from behind his glasses, then nodded, moving over on the bench. Megan sat down, the gazed around. The cieling was panneled with stain glass of many colors, held together with strips of wood, reaching high up almost like a church. the walls, except for the one directly in front of Megan, was lined with oak benches, as if it were a stadium and a cathedral smooshed together. on the front wall, was a book shelf reaching up to the top of the cieling. it was completely empty.
"Welcome, class," Said the teacher,m in a rin ging voice, once he was back in the middle of the room, " to Magical Worlds and Realms 101. I am you're teacher, Mr. Hazelwood. Let clas begin!"

wow wow wow...that's a lot Morgan, you two keep up the good work.

OK, I'm dying to do more, so I'm gonna go ahead and type it...

Julz growled in frustration. The door in front of her was a plain one, just a hunk of wood on hinges, as far as she was concerned. the only problem was, that it was the door to her first class, and it wouldn't let her in.
She hammered on the door, hoping someone would come over and unlock it. the door giggled.
"What's your problem???" she yelled at the door, kicking it.
The door stuck out it's tongue at her, laughing hysterically.
"UGH! You stupid door, lemme in, I need to get to stupid class!" Julie kicked the door hard, but hopped away, moaning about the pain in her foot.
"Sticks and Stones, duckie. Sticks and stones," the door chuckled in a light-hearted English accent
"I'll sticks and stones you, you-"
"Hey."
Julie froze in mid-tantrum, turning slowly. A girl with cute pixie-cut hair and wide aqua eyes stared at Julz, a look of confusion on her face.
"Are you trying to get to Sylphomenotrie?"
Julie brushed her hair out of her face. "Yeah. But the door won't let me in..."
The girl's face shone with understanding. "Ah. that would be because that's the wrong door."
Julz frowned. "How?"
The girl pulled open a door to the right of the devil door, and it swung open, filled with a class of students and a strict-looking teacher.
"Oh." Julie blushed, kicking the door one more time for save measures.
"OK. Thanks. I'm Julz."
"I'm Sarah. Nice to meet you."
"Yeah, same here."

great...great...

DEVIL DOOR WILL DIE

*bombs devil door**smoke clears**Devil door sticks out tounge*
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

i say nuke it....carry on you two...i'm a waiting

Sylphomenotrie is really not that bad, Thought Julie, as she settled comfortably in her seat next to Sarah. It was basically about weaving magical fabrics on the verge of existance by music. The teacher wore a fuzzy pale blue cartigan and a grey and blue plad skirt. Her eyes had a beautifulShe was elderly, with silver hair, and as many wrinkles as a turtle. in fact, many people were refering to her as the turtle. But that didn't hold true to saying her class was as old and wrinkly and slow as she was.
She was Ms. Flannigan, and she had the most beautiful voice anyone had every heard.

here goes nothing

She came in sat down and picked up a heap of thread and sat it on her lap. "Now watch and pay attention D@mn it!" she said in a level devil incarnate voice. Everyone shutup very very quickly. She started humming a very soft low note and than slowly rose up in a scale. The strings untangled and ordered themselves in straight lines. As she sung a sweet melting melody about a rivers strength and peacefulness the strings wove together and made a picture of a waterfall that had no foam at the bottom. When she finished she had a beautiful hand towel. She pointed at Julz and said to grab a handful of thread and play a song on her flute. Julz grumbled but did it. She didn't know why but before she started she settled into her meditative being and pushed her will upon the string. She did the same as the teacher but used chromatics to untangle the string. Than she began a soft melody in the begginning about a young deer venturing into a valley for her first time. Than getting bored Julz added a couple hunters and the mother died. Slowly she closed her eyes and put herself in the deers spot and played her feelings and forgot about everything. When she was finished she had a beautiful picture of a young deer in a meadow ringed in fire with a mature female deer lying on the ground. The young deer was nosing the one on the grounds cheek. The beautiful thing was that this scene was inside a tear drop with a deers coat around the edge. Everyone stared in amazement as Julz brought herself together trying not to cry herself. God what the matter with me she thought. I should be used to this stuff by now I've been doing it with grass for a long time!! Oh well she thought as she opened her eyes and tear dropped from her eye. She picked up the fully threaded rug and handed it to the teacher. Than she looked at the class and noticed that there wasn't one person without tears in their eyes. She walked slowly back to her seat and as soon as she sat everyone stood up and started clapping. She nodded her head and wiped her eyes as she pulled her hoodie over her eyes and got control of herself again. The teacher placed the rug on her desk came up and hugged Julz and told her to leave the classroom and take the rug. She said to bring it to the Sylphomenotrie Level Five room on the fifth floor. So Julz took the rug and walked out of the room to wild clapping and many tears. I wonder how Megan's making out Julz though as she passed the devil door with a friendly tap and apologized and started looking for the stairs.

crap I m crying cause i was actually thinking about the song that went with that picture. and it made me all said and weepy!!

this is coming out good. really really good, and i've been the only one to say that so far...who else is reading this?

no one as far as i kknow