- Hi. I'm Aonaira. The 'o' in my name is silent...
So I'm being told to write this by my school guidance counselor, so I can "vent to paper" instead of whatever I was doing, because apparently, drawing in school is forbidden unless school's "out" (dorm schools suck), you're an art student, or you're in art class. Which is okay because I can't draw but really?
I guess I should put write a little bit about me down...? Maybe.

- My full name is Aonaira Diamond Featherwing.
- My best friend is called Skyler. He goes by Sky and he's pretty cool.
- I have an older sister and a little brother. It sucks being the middle child.
- Sky and I go to a boarding school. We've been going here for a few days, and I hate it. The boarding school is called "Lavender Hills Boarding" and it's a school for "special" dogs like Sky; those who can fly/are angels/have wings, those who only got in the school because they know royalty, those who can use magic, those who are half-breeds... A school for basically everyone but myself. I'm nothing special. Smarts don't count as talent anyway. Besides. My grammar can't always be that good great, simply because my native (is that it?) language isn't English, even though I've been living here for sixteen years (I grew up in a Japanese-Spanish speaking household). I'm seventeen, by the way.
- I already has have an enemy. Ugh. Great Good going me.
- I'm very shy. I'm basically a living description definition(?) of a wallflower. And it sucks.
- So yeah, that's a little small little bit about me. I'm currently sitting in the dorm room I share with three other girls, one girl called Aviator. She's... Kind of cool, I guess. She's the best writer I now know and helps me proof-read everything I have to turn in as an assigment assignment. She's also been giving me English lessons so my English can be good better. I'm not a very fast learner though... (although my English is better than my parent's parents' and little brother's. My sister's is pretty okay though. Better than mine.)
Aviator goes by Avi or Ava and she can preform limited magic spells (one which backfired and gave her light brown ram horns). She also has purple and black butterfly wings.
The two other girls I share it with are Ever (who is the weirdest dog half-breed I know) and someone called Amelia. Ever is a half-breed as I mentioned... And she's somehow related to the infamous Balstik Basilisk of whatever supposed mythology it crawled out of. Despite being the creepiest dog ever (kind of. Her tail has teeth and a mouth, her eyes are yellow with a snake-slit for a pupils, and she has white ram horns. No idea where the ram horns came from), she's actually pretty uh.... Nice?
Amelia I haven't met yet. Ava just said that she'd be late for the school year because her father who lives out of the country had recently had surgery, so she had to make sure he was okay. She should be coming back to school soon, according to her at least. Amelia, according to Ava, can do healing spells, but can't cure some diseases; such as cancer, fixing something that needs surgery on, ect. She can only heal things like common sickness - colds, fevers, allergies, and the occasional flu if it's common enough. She really does sound interesting. She sounds pretty special...
Then we come back to me. I'm not special. I have no idea why I'm even in this school. My mom thinks that by sending me here I'll discover what my special "power" is, since my sister can do magic (and fight. I forgot to mention that really, really, really good fighters can get into this school too. They just have to have traces of some sort of special ability in their blood somewhere) and my little brother can fly. My sister actually came here and graduated last year, so that's why Mom sent me here. I was honestly more happy going to a normal school.
So anyway I uh.... Have to go. We're being called to the Meeting Room (that's what I call it anyway. I think it's the autitorim? I don't know how to spell it, sorry). I might just bring this journal thing along because the counselor said that if she caught me without it I'd be in trouble so.... Yeah...
Uh... Sayōnara.
Aonaira.
- hey guys.
this is my attempt to write something that may actually become popular. hah.
uh.... this story is based around a japanese-spanish girl (dog) called aonaira who believes she isn't special and has pretty much given up on finding what's special about her. she meets friends who try and pull her out of her shell and help her try and find what's special (potion making/magic/fighting/"super power"/you name it) about her, and she meets enemies who just say she's useless and was even lucky to get into this school.
i plan on taking a few users' dogs into this story! uh... there will be a form and you can decide if you want to end up being friends with her or what. i'm gonna go on and open it (only accepting five at the time. sorry!) so if you'd like a pet and you like the idea of this story already, please fill out a form c: i will not reserve a spot for you. first come first serve. thanks!
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