  
Jake satred out across the bustling campus in awe. There was such a past at this school. He'd heard stories - dark stories of it's time 100 years ago. Now it was reopened and he had a chance to attend. It wasn't as if Jake wasn't special. He couldn't have been chosen if he wasn't. Still, it was not normal for Jake to admit to, or even acknowledge what some - most really - would call a super power. His reflexes were fast - super fast. Super human. He was special. His mind however, was on other things. Ideas, dreams, inventions - notheing was impossible in his eyes. He strolled along the campus until he saw a stone fountain. The water arched into the sky, leaping and dancing in bubbling streams towards the sky. Immediately his braid shot into motion, adding more streams of water - only these would be horizontal. He wondered in a mumble if it was possible to defy gravity and project the water into the air and then pull it back in, creating the most complex and beautiful fountain ever seen. He knew other students could accomplish this with magin, but Jake was interested in the science - could it really be done? He walked closer, his eyes alight as his brain whirled with ideas, numbers, calculations, and designs. He became so preoccupied as he thought that he knocked directly into a girl sitting on the edge, pushing her backwards and into the fountain - or she would have gone in if his arms hadn't shot out, his reflexes instantaneous and caught her, pulling her free of the water just before she hit it. The girl was laughing. Well this isn't awkward He muttered inside his head as he took his first look at the girl he'd stumbled into. She was beautiful, and that alone made him shy back. Jake always made friends easily, but although no one though Jake was nervous talking to girls, they were very, very mistaken. This girl was slight and tall, seeming to flow around as she walked as if the wind was moving her. A shimmery, clear essence surrounded her figure, and then she smiled. It was dazzling. Jake knew without being told, that he had met his first person of a different species in that moment. She was a pixie. The laugh was musical, like the sound of the water in the fountain next to them as it plunged back down, creating a symphony of droplets in the pool of the water. A silly grin popped onto his face - he couldn't help it. It was impossible not to be captured and please by the sound of that laugh. A long slender hand extended towards him. "Hey, I'm Scottie." | 
