Ellria

"Come on, then!" yelled an Official who stood at the air train dock, a little farther off. "If you were born this month, come here to wait for the air train!" There was already a fairly long queue of fifteen year olds. The air train could be seen approaching a little farther off.

Sarah stared for a second then ran towards the line of teens, hugging the book tightly

"What're you doing with a book?" asked a girl in front of Sarah, giving it a disgusted look. She was one of the more popular girls at the Second School (high school).

"I'm going to read it, what else would someone do with it?" She replied, shaking her head.

"Reading is stupid. Old-fashioned," she muttered, turning around again. "I like to read," said a girl quietly behind Sarah.

"No it's not.." She glanced behind her, smiling at the girl "You do?"

The popular girl ignored Sarah, going back to talking into her Bluetooth-like device quickly. The quiet girl nodding, and, being really short, got on her tip-toes to look at the cover of Sarah's book. "I've read that one seven times already...." The horn sounded once.

"Is it good?" Sarah asked, liking her a lot more then the popular girl

The quiet girl nodded and smiled when the air train arrived. "Get on there!" the Offocial barked as people hustled to get on and find a seat. "The next one won't be here for ten whole minutes, and you'd be late if you wait!"

"Great" Sarah said, looking forward to reading it, and sighed when the train arrived. She took her time getting on

"Faster! C'mon!" he yelled, and once everyone was on, he closed the doors. The train rocked a bit, then took off, so smooth it was impossible to tell it was moving.

Sarah had glared at the man for a second before she got on, then sighed when the door was closed. Escaping was now impossible.

The quiet girl had sat down next to Sarah, as no one else had let her sit next to them. "Hi again," she said, smiling weakly.

"Hey" Sarah smiled, happy to sit with her "What's your name?"

"Mary," she said, looking up at Sarah. "What's yours?"

"Sarah." She looked around "Are you excited?"

"I guess," Mary said quietly, playing with her owl bracelet absently. "I'll probably get the most common Genius, though. Magic. I hope not...I want something to make me different."

"Why do you think you'll get magic?" She asked, glancing down at her bracelet

"Because sixty three percent of people get Magic as their Genius," Mary said, staring forward. "So it's most likely we'll get it. But you never know."

"Really? I didn't know that.." She shrugged "Still, you might be part of the lucky thirty nine percent."

"Hopefully." Mary smiled, then frowned when some popular guys started throwing balls of paper at them, ripping the papers out of a book and laughing. "Wait...I..." Mary looked down at her bag and looked through it. "MY BOOK!"

Sarah had tried to ignore the guys, but stared when she heard Mary "They took your book?"

"Yes!" Mary exclaimed, standing and stomping over. "Give it back!" she demanded, but the blond boy just pushed her to the ground, and started playing catch with another bit across the aisle, laughing.

Staring at them, she slowly got up and walked over. She was going to give them one chance to give it back and apologize

"Go away," the blond boy told Sarah, ripping a page out of the book when he caught it and tossing it back to his friend. Mary stood in the middle, trying to catch it as it flew through the air.