A normal school day. Get dressed. Eat breakfast. Brush teeth. Regular schedule. Go out the back door. Start walking to school. I sigh, wishing that my life would be anything but normal.
I feel normal. Normal brown hair, cut short like a boy's, normal greein-ish eyes, normal house, normal school. Why couldn't something interesting happen for a change? I think.
Someone comes to walk next to me. I know her. She was in my class until she moved to another school. Surprised to see her here, I wave.
"Hey, Emmy!" I call. For some reason, she's doodling in a notebook with a ballpoint pen with bright green ink. "What are you doing?" I ask.
"Hi, Aurora." Emmy says. "For what I'm doing? What does it look like? Drawing."
I walk over to see what she's doodling on her notepad. It's a large, vine-like creature, with a long, curling tail, short, stocky legs and a snout that is reminiscent of a cat's. "Very good artwork." I say. "Where'd you learn?"
"In art classes." I'm not fooled. She's ducking the question. I skip past it, hoping to find more answers elsewhere.
"Why are you here anyway? You left school almost 5 months ago!"
"I'm sorry..."
"For what?"
"This is for your benefit."
Then, the vine-thing literally jumps out of the page in all of its bright green glory and knocks me into the bushes on the side of the pavement.
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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword: Book 1 of the Imagination Academy Series
FantasyAurora is normal. That is, until she goes to the Imagination Academy, a place where drawings become real. The Academy, however, is not as wonderful as it seems. This is book one in the Imagination Academy series. Thanks so much for the 80-plus...
