Hi, I'm Ashley Willow from Kastrine Kingdom, a place where some are considered outcasts while the rest are not.

Take me for example,I mean it's my story so….As usual I start my mornings. I met with my mom after I had gotten dressed for school and had breakfast.

"Good morning, mom," I kissed her on her cheeks. "I'm off to school," I informed her politely and was about to run off when she stopped me.

"Ashley, where the hell are you going to dress like that?" I noticed from her voice that she was annoyed. I wore a pair of black baggy trousers and black hoodie sweatshirt and my shoes weren't any different. I quickly did a mental check back to the calendar to see if today was any of those days when she suddenly becomes upset about the slightest things, since it wasn't, I quickly added it.

"School," I said and ran off. Thankfully she didn't send any one to run after me.

I soon got to my hell hole of a school, not that I got bullied or anything of that nature, I just didn't have enough friends. Who would want to hang out with an outcast anyways? And to add to my misery, I was the only outcast in the school.

And for that I cursed my mother, but there wasn't much I could do about it. In the school of many commoners only prince Damian who was undercover as a normal student talks to me.

"Hey Ash," Damian called out to me immediately as I stepped into the school hallway.

"You're early?" I was kinda surprised to see him in school early, cause he is never early to school, never.

"Yeah, because someone asked me to be in school a bit early," he was being sarcastic.

"Wow, that person must be quite awesome for you to be early to school," I shaked him but not too roughly.

"You casted a spell on me right?" He asked rather seriously. "I wished I did or maybe that woman from your dreams did it." I knew I couldn't cast a spell even if I wanted to.

"Do you think there's an outcast in the school?" He just loves to ask ridiculous questions.

"Hello," I waved my hands at him.

"Yeah, you," he smiled. The bells for classes began to ring. I began to head for class as l had history this morning and mister George was strictly against late coming. I soon realised I was walking alone, Damian stood like an idiot staring at me. I was one hundred percent sure that he didn't remember what class we had since he didn't make it to school until after the first period. "Hey fool, we have class together" I kind of reminded him.

"Ohh," he finally followed me. "Also, will your mom be at home after school?" He asked a very ridiculous question.

"Yes, why'd you ask?" I was wondering why he was asking such an absurd question.

He nodded, "I thought we could stop by the costume shop today," he explained the reason for his question. We outcast didn't live by the rules of the kingdom although we live in it. We had a few leaders which my mom was part of and the rest were either followers or guardians. The leaders controlled both the followers and guardians but the weakest amongst them was the followers cause they had to rely on the leaders for support.

Today, my mom and her clan had some rituals to perform, as her daughter I was naturally supposed to be there since I had not done my transformation ritual which was going to determine which group I fell under. As I was going to be thirteen next week, I have gotten to the age to perform the rituals.

"Baby girl, what's wrong?" Damian asked, I guess I was slipping into my thoughts.

"I'm turning thirteen next week." I told him, I was not ready to face what awaits me by then.

"I understand leaders give birth to leaders as their firstborn, don't think too much about it," he tried to calm me down. One thing I dreaded in my life is to turn out to be a follower, leaders were brought up to look down on followers. Since my mom was a leader, naturally I was brought up like that.

I didn't reply to him because there was no way in the world that he would understand my dilemma, as he wasn't ever going to be in the situation I am in right now. I didn't know who my father was, my mom had never ever talked about him so naturally I never asked about him, since my mother had never made me feel like I needed the guy anyways.

When I got home, I found my mom having a meeting with the guardians of our clan. She seemed happier than when I left home this morning. I wondered what made her so happy.

"Ash, come over," she called me the moment she noticed my presence.

"Mommy," I kissed her cheek like I did earlier.

"Greet the guardians," I bowed slightly to acknowledge their presence. Although today was a power sharing day, it was quite awkward that they were here early. "They are here for good news," it was like mom could read my thoughts.

I sat close to her after dropping my school bag on the ground beside the chair. "Since you'll be turning thirteen next week, and your birthday falls on a power sharing day, they moved your transformation ritual to a closer date," I knew the next word I would hear would be a blast, "they made it tomorrow!" I knew it! I wasn't ready! Not now! Not next week! Funny part was that my mom was so happy about it. Why doesn't she understand that I didn't do the transformation ritual? Doesn't she understand my fears?