(Alora gets called in the principal's office in the middle of a class, Alora had no choice but to go. When she entered, she saw the principal seated in her seat as usual with Caius standing by her side.)
Alora: I've heard that you called for me?
Claudette: Yes, I did.
Alora: May I know the reason?
Claudette: There's already that damn photo and now this! A fight, you know strictly that the school doesn't adhere to this kind of behaviour.
Alora: I'm sorry but he started it!
Claudette: Now, you're blaming him? Mind you, there were tons of witnesses that day and all of them claim that you started it.
Alora: I did, but for a reason!
Claudette: I don't care for the reason but the reason I sent for you...is something else.
(Claudette bent down and opened her drawer, she took a crumbled paper from it, she unfolded the paper and revealed a black powderous substance in it.)
Claudette: Any idea on what this is?
Alora: "The ashes of the undead"!?
Claudette: And you know that this is a power that is gained from killing people?
Alora: Of course, the infamous, "ashes of the undead".
Claudette: Well, this was found in the floor where you two fought.
Alora: Don't tell me!
Claudette: And you're suspected of being the owner of this!
Alora: B-but it's not me.
Claudette: Explain that to someone else, Caius, I want you to announce that..
Caius: Yes mother. According to the rules, there has been a misconception and our school values the safety of the students and so the student from class- 5A, Alora Serenity is expelled, multiple warnings were issued but since seeing how things came to this, there's no other way. It's unfortunate but that's how it can be for the safeguard of other students.
(Alora dropped to the floor...tears were filling her eyes, the tears were warm in this cold atmosphere, it gave her a tinge of comfort, she just had to get away from all of this so she ran, ran out of the school, from all their uneasy stares that once admired her now, looked down on her. She was stopped by a person.)
Marla: Hello genius kid!
Alora: Please don't talk to me..
Marla: Why not?
Alora: I might pass my misfortune to you too.
Marla: What a silly thing to say! First, stop crying.
(Alora wiped her tears and looked at the person in front of her, short blonde hair with icy blue eyes and a outfit of a pincipal.)
Marla: Oh, let me introduce myself first, I am Marla Jennings, the principal of the magic academy, "Vermillion Crest."
Alora: The top.2 academy in the world!?
Marla: You flatter me, that's just a minor achievement.
Alora: I am Alora Serenity, why might you be looking for me?
Marla: I remember sending a letter to you yesterday so I could recruit you to our academy.
Alora: Ah! Yes, that! I remember but you didn't have to personally come to look for me.
Marla: What're you saying! I personally welcome genius kids like you yourself to my academy.
Alora: That's really nice of you to do. But why don't we talk about this some other time?
Marla: No, that won't do, I've heard that you are a orphan?
Alora: Wherever you heard that, it's true.
Marla: Well then, you have nowhere to go?
Alora: Yeah..
Marla: Come to my academy, consider that place as your home.
Alora: Really?
Marla: Of course! I welcome you with open arms!
Alora: Sure but am I really worthy of it?
Marla: Both you and I were stabbed in the back by the person we trusted the most, the people we thought will be there forever were nothing but a lie.
Alora: I-i know that..but did that happen to you too?
Marla: Yeah, I was like you, fragile but smart...most importantly, vunerable..past's the past...but I had no one to rely on after that so why don't you accept my helping hand?
Alora: What else can I possibly do?
Marla: People come and go, so don't care about them.
Alora: I'll be of use to you!
Marla: I don't care about that! I don't use people like her! I care about their feelings.
Alora: You...you really are so kind..
Marla: So don't accept the defeat! Strike back!
(That's how Alora got into the top.2 magic academy in the world, "Vermilliom Crest"....her life now has a new beggining with a purpose this time..)