We arrived at the school early. It was a white building, two floors. Not too bad, I thought to myself.
The bus had 19 students on it in total. Me, my triplet sisters Mia and Mabuka, my older triplet sisters Fran Bow, Grace, Lucia, my twin older cousins Misfortune and Benjamin, my other twin older cousins Shuri and T’Challa, and then some other kids. A yellow haired fairy girl, a boy with light purple skin and pink hair, lighter than our grandmother Thea’s had been, a blonde girl, a boy with yellow hair, almost gold, a boy with red hair, and a boy with light blue hair, and also an African American, a boy with black hair, and a boy with grey eyes. The bus was loud on the way there.
Shuri and T’Challa talked, Mia and Mabuka talked, Grace and Lucia talked, Misfortune and Benjamin talked, the boy with light purple skin was trying to get the blonde girl’s attention, and failing, and then the yellow haired and red haired boys talked, while the light blue haired boy looked uncomfortable. I noticed how everyone was quietly sneaking looks at the blonde and the boy trying to talk to her. Why? I wasn’t sure, but it was a little odd.
The teachers sighed, and got off the bus first, before letting us all off.
“My name is Mr. Willows. You will be put into different rooms with each other. Those of you who are family, can bunk together,” One of the teachers spoke up.
The light blue haired boy looked upset, clinging onto the yellow haired boy, scared. The red haired boy laughed, and grinned at him. I frowned, watching the interaction. T’Challa and Shuri looked almost relieved at being able to stay together. I wasn’t sure why, but I bet it was for a good reason.
“Can I have my own room?” The blonde girl asked.
Mr. Willows nodded, “Of course.”
Several other students asked as well, and were allowed to bunk together, or alone. The fairy was alone, the light blue haired and yellow haired boys were bunked together, the red haired boy was with the black haired boy, the boy with grey eyes and the African American girl bunked together, Mabuka and Mia bunked together, both sets of twins bunked together, and then my older triplet sisters bunked together.
I realized the last ones without bunk mates was me, and the guy that tried to get the blonde girls attention. I sighed, and walked over to him, “You want to bunk together?”
He looked a bit startled, and glanced at the yellow haired boy, before looking at me, “I don’t mind. Why?”
“Well, we’re the last ones left. Everyone else has a bunk mate, or requested to be alone, so it’s just us two left,” I admitted.
He sighed, “Fine.”
I grinned, and walked inside.
The three teachers went to a single room, which I assumed was either the office, or their bedroom.
“Soooo, we should probably introduce ourselves, since we’re going to be here together for… who knows how long. I’m Navine,” The yellow fairy grinned.
Grace smiled, “I’m Grace. These are my triplet sisters Lucia and Fran Bow. My cousins, Misfortune and Benjamin, T’Challa and Shuri, and then my younger triplet sister Mia, Clara, and Mabuka.”
Lucia quietly waved.
Mabuka smiled, “Hi!”
“I’m Bree,” The African American girl spoke up, and glanced at the boy with grey eyes, “and this is William.”
William smiled, “Hey.”
“Please someone take him away from me,” The blonde girl complained, glancing at my bunk mate.
He huffed, “Rude.”
“Well, I’m glad I’m not bunking with my ex,” She glared at him.
He sighed, “Whatever, Star.”
She rolled her eyes, and looked at Navine, “I’m Star. This is Tom. He’s annoying.”
Some of the kids laughed at her calling him annoying.
I sighed, and didn’t say anything.
The yellow haired boy grinned, “Ha! She thinks you’re annoying, Thomas.”
“Don’t call me Thomas,” Tom growled.
The yellow haired boy snickered, “Don’t care. Anyway, I’m Bill, and this is Kill and Will.” He gestured you the red haired boy, and then the light blue haired boy.
The black haired boy nodded, “I’m Selwyn, but I usually go by Sel.”
“Alright. What are you guys? Since we’re all supernatural.” Navine grinned, “I’m a fairy, obviously.”
Grace nodded, “Fairy, same as Clara, Mia and Mabuka.”
“Kingsmage,” Sel grinned.
Bill snorted, “Sure. You’re wimpy.”
“You want to fight?” Sel glared at him.
Bill huffed, “Why not? You’re a dumb kingsmage, and you two are legendborn.” He pointed at William and Bree.
Bree sighed, “So? You?”
“Demon,” Kill grinned, “All three of us, and he’s partial,” He gestured to Tom, who grumbled.
“I’m Mewnian,” Star smiled.
“We’re part elf,” Misfortune looked up, “All 10 of us.”