After a long week of travel, Ander was finally in front of his dream school; Stark Light Academy. He walked up to the front desk and cleared his throat trying to get the old woman's attention. she didn't seem to notice so he spoke up "excuse me." she looked up and in a kind grandmotherly voice said "yes dear? what can I help you with?" Ander responded with "Hi, do you know where I might be able to enroll myself?" "oh yes deary, go straight down the hall and it's the last door to the right." "Ok, thank you!" Ander waved and headed down the hall to the office.

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principal hawkins was deep in thought and was suddenly startled when there was a knock on his office door. he sighed "Come in..." the door opened, and in walked someone who looked like they were trying to enroll with a bright look of excitement on his face. Principal Hawkins was not expecting someone he didn't recognize as he had not been sent any messenger pigeons about new arrivals. "Hi, Im trying to enroll in Stark Light Academy." the boy said enthusiastically. Principal Hawkins looked the boy up and down and tried casting a spell to detect how much magic theboy had, his jaw literally dropped when he saw that the readings in his mind were off the charts. the boy looked confused. "Excuse me? Is something wrong?" Principal Hawkins quickly regained his composure. "No nothing at all, welcome to S.L.A. we can set you up in your dorms immediately if you like." the boy looked very surprised probably not expecting to get in so easily. Realizing that he had not asked for the boys name he piped up "oh yes, what was your name again? The boy gazed at him quizically and then said "Ander, Ander Brighthearth."

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