Anyways Icy said goodbye to her sisters and headed of to the class room of Drak spells. The professor had everyone seated and handed out he homework books and the classwork books. "turn to page five girls!" and everyone did. okay now each of you will rehers te spell one by one. Sheturned her back and the class and grinned. "Icy why dont you go first?" Ic felt herself start to sweat immediatly. "umm okay..." Icy stod up and reahersed the magix spell that was sopposed to be for creating a small orb that could be trown at enemies. "Eraclieus Cansiplyios!" the sell did not create an orb, but a little Iron ball that fell into Icys hand. she did not expect this and the Iron ball forced her to fall down her hand smashed by the ball of roughf iron. "Oww!" Icy pulled her hands out from under the ball and instently turned bright red with embarrasment as the whole class laghed. "You did not pronouse the spell right so you did not cast the correct spell." the professer eyed her. "Eraclyois Cansipytiou" An orb appered and Icy felt bitterly ashamed. "You have much to learn Icy, Much to learn...."
To Be Continued.....
To Be Continued.....