Chapter 2: Magic school (2)

Isabella noticed and became visibly angry. "She is a new girl. So what? That doesn't mean that you guys can just stare at her like that. Come on. Get. On. With. Your. Work. Now!" Suddenly, everyone started writing. As I was heading over to my desk at the back, I peeked over a ginger haired girl's shoulder. And gapsed. Because instead of doing the homework that I presume was set yesterday, she writing down the same words repeatedly. " I will not stare at new girls/boys." I turned to look at Isabella. "Did you do this?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow. She toona deep breath. "Actually, I did. Each person in this room has a secret power within them. Only minor ones, though. I have control over everyone's limbs. So do some other people." She indicated towards the peolpe who weren't writing lines anymore but playing on their phones. "Right," I said. Suddenly a plump, short man strided into the room, slammed his papers onto the wooden desk and glared at us. "Hello class. I will be your new Spells teacher. If you do not cause trouble in my class, but if you do," he licked his lips "there will be lots of trouble for you. Anyways, my name is Mr Cockledoopute and I hope we have a nice year."