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Dear mamá,

Today I'll be leaving to stay at the Lunacrest Girls Academy. I'm so thrilled that I was chosen for the scholarship, except it's unfortunate that I'll have to leave all my friends behind. But that's okay because I'll get to make new ones! I truly can't wait. Wish me luck!

With love,
Camellia

I genuinely was excited to go to my new school this fall. After I had received notice that I would be attending the Academy last year, I couldn't help but be grateful. It felt like things in my life were going in the right direction. After all I had been through, I really needed this.

My mother passed away three years ago. A few months after that happened, my father lost his job. It was difficult for him to get back on his feet, but he did everything he could. He really was a wonderful father, so my little sister and I helped as much as we could. On a whim, I decided to enter for a scholarship that would allow me to go to an amazing school. Funny enough, I actually won.

I'd miss home but I was doing this for my family.

Finally, the day had come to attend school. There was a long journey ahead but it would all be worth it. The taxi dropped me off at a magnificent gate, which seemed neverending. It had golden accents that stood out against the rich black color of the gate itself. On the other side, the headmistress was waiting for me. As I stepped out, she approached me.

"Hello, Miss De León, welcome to the Lunacrest Girls Academy."

With a smile, I replied, "Thank you, headmistress. I'm so happy to be here! It's been one of my long dreams to attend such an extraordinary school."

"Come along now, we'll place your things in your room which you can find later on."

"Thank you!"

We both headed into the school's main courtyard, and I honestly just couldn't believe I was here.

"You will be given a tour of the school by one of our most brilliant pupils. She is waiting for you in the garden down this path. I wish you the very best in your studies, Miss De León."

"Ah, yes, thank you so much!" I beamed.

We both parted ways, I couldn't wait to meet this girl—the headmistress made her sound wonderful. A potential new friend! This campus was devastatingly gorgeous. It was surrounded by so much greenery, which was something I loved. There were trees filled with small white flowers that aligned the path I walked on. Just a hint of autumn was on each one. From afar, there was an array of various different flowers.

When I went into the garden, I had found myself in the presence of a beautiful, petite girl who was accompanied by what seemed to be a young maid—perhaps in her mid to late twenties.

"Good evening, you must be Camellia," she said as she tucked a piece of her long golden hair behind her ear.

I couldn't help but smile. "Yes, hello, it's a pleasure to meet you."

She extended her hand and smiled back. "My name is Angel."

I shook it and couldn't help but notice how soft her hands were.

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