School of Mystery by Chocolatemeerkat (detective books to read .txt) 📖

the pages of a colourful magazine.
Iris didn't exactly want to talk to a bunch of kids that were older than her. So instead, she decided to eavesdrop on some conversations that the other children were having.
"I want to be in the Dropball league this year." One boy groaned. "I've never been selected, I could have got the winning goal against that other school instead of loosing!"
Dropball? Is that a game they play instead of Handball or Basketball?

Iris wondered curiously.
She then felt a fly land on her shoulder. With a groan, she swatted it away with her hand, but she heard a little scream. "Don't squish me!"
"Since when could flies talk?" Iris mumbled. "I must be dreaming."
"No you're not! I'm Meep!" The fly cried desperatly. Iris chuckled with sarcastic amusement. "Meep is small, but not a fly."
"I shape-shifted!" The fly sighed. "Will you use your ears and listen, idiot!"
"Well, to delight you, I am not deaf. I actually have ears!" Iris snapped back.
"Breaking news!" Meep cried sarcasticly. "The ship for stupid people is coming for Iris!"
Iris was about to squash the Meep-fly when Saffron trapped Meep in a empty jam jar. "Treat other people as you would like to be treated yourself, even if they are a fly." She said firmly. "Meep, you can stay in there until we get on the coach."
"The coach?" Soliman banged his fists on the window in despair. "How long does this journey take!" He wailed.
"3 hours approx." A small girl replied behind Iris. She had chestnut brown hair tied into plaits and hazel eyes. Like everyone else, she wore the rather plain Trisame uniform, blue jumper or blazer with a white shirt, a red and purple striped tie, either grey or black trousers or skirt and white or black socks.
"Who are you?" Saffron questioned, staring at the young girl.
"Name's Sydney." The girl introduced herself, smiling. "I'm 12 years old and head of Dorm 9. My little sister is Mia, she's 10."
"I'm Saffron, and the girls with me are Iris and Lanny. The boy who won't shut his fat gob is Soliman." Saffron replied with a small giggle. "Why are you here? What's your power?"
"Watch and be amazed!" A boy called Igor piped up.
Sydney left her seat and stood in the isle, holding her hands up above her head. A small grey cloud started to form between her hands. It eventually started to grow larger as she concentrated harder, until little drops of rain trickled down from the cloud and onto Sydney's head. "Anyone want a drink?" She called to the children on the train.
"Me!" Soliman demanded, picking up his plastic water bottle. Sydney lifted her hands from above her head and stared at the cloud, then lifted one hand and pushed her hand down again. The cloud drifted down, and then Sydney pushed her hand towards Soliman's bottle, making the cloud hover over it. Eventually, more rain poured out into the bottle until Sydney clapped her hands once, making the cloud disappear. "It's drinking water." She added to Soliman.
"That's amazing!" Iris exclaimed, her eyes almost popping out of the sockets.

Arriving

3 hours later, as Sydney had said, the studuents arrivied at Trisame. They'd been on the train for two hours and a coach for the remaining hour.
Iris was amazed once they reached Trisame. For a start, it was huge!
"Trisame looks like a giant hotel!" Soliman exclaimed, his eyes wide in suprise. "Do we get our own

rooms?"
"You share a dorm with five or six other people of your gender." Kiya told them. "There is one person who is head of your dorm, and therefore in charge. Their duties involve looking after the people in the dorm and the dorm itself."
"Which dorm will we be in?" Lanny asked. "Will we be together?"
"You'll end up with atleast one person you know in your dorm." The senior girl replied. "Though for Vincent, Meep and Soliman, I imagine they'll be together seeing as they don't know anyone else."
As Kiya left the seven children alone, a very tall man came up to them. He had slightly tanned skin, with short dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He wore a suit with a red tie.
"Hi there." Saffron said cautiously. "Are you Mr Jeep?"
"I am." The man replied. "Welcome to Trisame. I'm headteacher at this fine school, and I hope that my students are making you feel welcome." He then called a young boy over to them. "My son will show you to your dorms. He is a senior pupil here."
"I'm Harry." The headteacher's son introduced himself. Iris noticed he had his father's eyes, but his hair was blonde and he was small.
"I'm Saffron, and the girls are Iris, Cheryl and Lanny. The boys are Vincent, Soliman and Meep." Saffron went on. Harry nodded. "Follow me."
Dragging her bags behind her, Iris followed the senior pupil around the corridors, staring at all the friendly faces around her. Some students were demonstrating their powers to others, like one girl was showing a group of nine year olds her power of freezing simple objects.
"Why were you all sent here?" Harry asked, staring at Lanny. "You look ever so young."
"Cheryl can shatter glass by screaming, Meep's a shapeshifter, Vincent is really smart, Saffron can turn water into ice, Soliman is able to change the wind direction and I can shoot fire using my hands." Lanny told him.
"What about her?" Harry inquired, turning his hazel gaze onto Iris. Lanny shrugged her shoulders. "No one has seen her demonstrate her power, but our old headteacher told us that she is the most powerful of all of us."
It would help if I actually knew why I was sent here!

Iris thought angrily. I don't even know what my power is!

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Publication Date: 04-01-2012

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