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It was the month of August in London, beautiful day amd air felt like a warm embrace from heavens and smelled of dried wood and roses.

Unaware about what was hidden in time's embrace, a girl of age twelve enters through a magnificent gate, inside is a breathtakingly designed and maintained buliding, of which every single thing screames 'For Royalty'.

The girl's body is slim and beautifully carved in a painful way, her wasit length long brown silky hair just make it more difficult to be resisted by boys. She is observing her surroundings with her chocolate brown eyes.

The mansion like building reads, St. Joseph's school.

After a while, in a great hall like room near a stage there is an arrangement of around forty sets of single seater tables and chairs.

"Ms. Hathaway, your seat is the third in second row." said a women's shrill voice. Without looking up, she slowly walked to her seat, she felt several eyes following her wake and felt self conscious. It was a short distance yet the time it took her to get into the specified place felt like hours.

Soon after she settled, a bell rang and she turned up the question paper kept on desk.

'Maths, its easy.... science, okay this isn't bothering, they are asking basics...'

hours ticked by, but when she finished, she saw every one else was still scribbling on their answer sheets, she smiled with smug satisfaction.

After rechecking her answers, she got up to submit her paper. What she didn't notice was there was another person who has finished his paper and was also approaching the invigilator.

Being a nervous child, she just kept her head down and walked upto the front desk. It was carved in mahagony and it appeared as if ut was made in single block of wood. Carvings on the to-be-simple teacher's desk gave an impression of being unique and royal.

She sighed invardly and the moment she was to take a right turn to step on the stage, she bumped into something or rather... someone.