The Boarding School was halfway up a mountain, overlooking a quaint European village built on the shore of a beautiful lake.
Lenka loved opening the windows in the morning and breathing in the fresh mountain air. She had been at Miss Astor's Boarding School for Young Witches for over a year now and she still wasn't tired of this morning ritual.
She had been living alone in her room for two over the last couple of weeks because her roommate had to leave, her parents had settled in another country and they wanted to have her daughter closer. Not that Lenka minded, she enjoyed being alone, she could concentrate on her spell work and listen to stories on the radio for as long as she wanted. The radio had been a present for her 18th birthday from her mother and was Lenka's most prised possession.
Her first lesson of the day was history of witchcraft. Lenka loved it, her teacher, Miss Beauregard managed to make it all sound so fascinating. Lenka could have listened to her for hours. Today though the lesson was interrupted by Headmistress who opened the door and walked in with a girl behind her.
"Everyone", the headmistress said in her elevated voice, "this is Kiki your new classmate. I trust that you will welcome her amongst your midst and make sure that she will settle in nicely. Oh Lenka," I looked away from the girl and towards the headmistress, "Kiki will be staying in your room, and will be sitting next to you in class, I trust that you will make sure she has got all she needs and help her with her schedule."
"Yes, headmistress" I nodded seriously.
The new girl sat down next to me and smiled at me, "hello, I'm Kiki", she whispered. "I'm Lenka, nice to meet you." Our teacher gave us a stern look and we spent the rest of the hour sitting very quietly, occasionally looking at each other.
Kiki was a very pretty girl, she had lovely blond hair, tied together in a pony tail, blue eyes and a very friendly laugh.
Over the next few days I made sure that Kiki felt welcome, we spent most of our time together, we discovered that were almost the same age, Kiki was only a few weeks older than me. We also liked the same radio programmes and spent a lot of time in our room listening to stories from all over the world. She didn't like history of witchcraft as much as I did, she preferred Spell Education. She liked to do active things and it was soon clear that she was a top student in Spell Education.
When it wasn't raining we spent our days outside, lying in the sun, or we went swimming together. Kiki looked divine in her bathing suit, I had to remind myself not to look to often at her chest. I felt very skinny and flat next to her, but Kiki didn't seem to mind. She kept holding my hand, pointing somewhere and pulling me after her, there was never a dull moment with Kiki.
We kept practicing our spells, Kiki was a natural and she loved trying out the things we learnt in class.
One evening after school, there was a bit of a thunderstorm and we couldn't listen to the radio.
Instead we both lay on the floor and talked about our favourite teacher. We both liked Miss Bellard best, "she's so intelligent" I said.
"And so pretty..." Kiki said, "I love her red curls. Do you think she has a boyfriend?"
"Maybe she got a girlfriend." I said, blushing, Kiki looked at me and we both started to giggle.
We continued to talk about silly things and listened to the rain outside. Now and then we'd shoot sparks out of our fingers that flew into the air and turned into different shapes, animals, objects, we kept trying to outdo each other.
