***EVELINE***

My grandmother's limo turns around and I stand at the gate, as it slowly opens with a creek.

It's so silent and foreboding. The towering large castle is so intimidating and its stark beauty is cutting, sharp and cold. It stands tall, taller than the trees surrounding the school compound, and the gargoyles at the top of the structure. They look like they are protecting it and I can help but feel already drawn to the place.

I have always wanted to school in a place like this and it seems like my dreams are coming true. I am so busy looking around and admiring the place I almost miss the figure that stands at the entrance inside the gate. As I walk forward, the wind blows the cloak the man is wearing and I can't help but feel like everything I this place must have the magical dramatic effect.