Swift is a young magical girl. She knows the secrets of the wind. She is going to school, but she is already getting odd looks for her name. This is her journey.
Hello. I am Swift. I am a little bit magic, because I can do ANYTHING with wind and air. This is my story. I walked along the side walk. It was my first day at a new school, Blue Shine High School. I walked along and found my classroom. A man was at the desk. He had black hair, a short beard, and he smiled when I came in. " Hello. You must be the new student. Come up over here, I will introduce you." " Wait, in front of the entire class?" I was beginning to panic. A breeze began blowing in the room. " Yes, or else no one will know you. Class! The new student is here!" Every single face looked up at me, with surprised, excited looks.
One girl looked bored, and said, " Lets just play on our phones. She looks soo drab." "This is NOT about looks, Elsa. She is NEW here." " What is your name?" This was a boy, black hair, gray eyes, pale face. "Swift." I loved my name. "Swift? That is NOT a name. I bet she is a spy here and will kidnap us, one by one." "Class, be polite.What is your last name?" I loved this one even more. " My last name is Lily. My full name is Swift Amara Lily." " What does Amara mean?" That was the girl again. " It means " Noble beauty" " "And you are the opposite." said the girl. The breeze turned to a fast wind. I ran out of the class. I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around and saw a pretty girl with black hair, green eyes, and a shy, worried expression. " Are you okay? Elsa is really mean, and I have been teased too, Swift." I liked that she was using my name. " I am West. " " You know mine, but ask me a question and I will answer it truthfully. " "How did you get your name?" " Well, my parents both died as soon as I was born. I was sent to an orphanage when I was old enough, and I escaped as soon as I could. I had no name, and for a reason, I chose Swift Amara Lily as my name. I am a fast runner, and I am not telling the other reason, just no one else knows or knew. No offence. And I have pictures of my mom, and she had "noble beauty ". My dad loved anything white, and a Lily is pure white, and sweet with a hint of spice, like him." "Oh, wow. Want to do another secret trade? I promise I won't tell." " I know you wouldn't tell, just I am not ready to tell yet."
