I stare around at the room I've been put in. Bunk beds were everywhere, and girls were all just lounging around. Ever since my parents died, no place has felt like home. The dinner bell rings, and girls scramble over each other to be the first in line down in the cafeteria. After all the girls leave I grab my backpack, open the window, and jump out onto the grass below. I take off, not looking back at the desolate building full of orphaned children. I travel along the roads for weeks, hoping to find someplace to call home. One night, I'm sleeping in a clearing in a forest, when a loud crack wakes me up. I shoot out of my sleeping bag and look around. I couldn't see anyone, but I felt eyes watching my every move.
"Who's there?" I call out. All is quiet, but I don't let my guard down.
"This is the police!" A voice shouts.
"Show yourselves!" I reply. A few uniforms walk into the clearing.
"Melody Rosen....we've been tasked to bring you to a school called Strike Academy." One says.
"I'm not going anywhere!" I shout, and race towards the lake I know is nearby. I don't know how I know, but I do. As they start gaining on me, I dive into the water. I've been down here for a long time it feels like, but I don't need air. I open my mouth, and I can breathe! What the hell am I?! Wait....Strike Academy.....that's a school for people with elemental powers. I was one of them....I break the surface of the water and look around. No one in sight. Packing up my stuff, I begin the long walk to Strike Academy.