Monster Girl

Twenty-two, and I haven't felt more than a spark of magic. Which is more than a little awkward considering I'm leaving for The Academy of Magic in forty-eight hours. I'm a monster, or at least my fathers reassure me that I am. Though I'm not very monster-like if you believe the stereotypes. I spend most of my days curled up in my room with my nose buried in a good book. Despite preferring to hide away, my best friend Lexi is constantly encouraging me to step out of my comfort zone, but I'm okay the way I am. My life is going decently—if I do say so myself—until I step into my headmaster's office and into a whirlwind of trouble. Not to mention the sweet troll who is insistent on being my friend, my mountain man of a runes partner and my shy new tutor, who have me questioning whether my lady bits are on the fritz. When my past and present collide, I can't help but wonder if I'm going to make it through the term, let alone the next two years. I guess I'll just have to roll with the crazy or go insane. Either way, at least I'll have some eye candy along for the ride.