And who says all elves live in forests?

[Valandil]

Valandil Jones sat on the window ledge, staring out the window, his head rested against the wall, he was a elf by birth, raised by humans, unable to leave his home for long periods out of fear of being seen. The elf teen was reaching six feet in height, his hair a spiky blue color-- all natural-- pointed ears, and bright golden eyes. He smiled as he stared at nothing in particular, Valandril lived with his parents in the Bahamas on there private mansion over looking the ocean.

Currently his tone frame was covered by a loose fitting Hawaiian print button down shirt, of course left open to show off his bare chest, and a pair of black with a blue trim board shorts. He stretched and got up in one swift motion, he put both arms behind his head and left his room at a brisk pace, a radiant smile on his face.

Valandil passed by one of his mothers many flower arrangements, he stopped suddenly as he got the all to familiar feeling along the back of his neck, his eyebrow raised as he started at the tropical flower, twisted slightly as it followed him, he stared at the beautiful purple flower, it showed signs of decaying, his hand reached up on its own and gently petted the petal, strangely enough the flower started to stand up more on its own, as if by his touch alone he somehow regenerated it.

He stared for only a moment longer before shaking his head and ignoring the small twinge of pain that suddenly bloomed, with luck mom would have lunch ready...what did I just do?

*Later that Day.*

Valandil stretched out on the couch flipping through the channels for something to watch, he sighed heavily and went to get up when a flash across the TV caught his attention, he picked up the remote and rolled back the tivo, slowing down the picture and backing it up till he saw the yellow flash, he moved in closer to the TV to examine the image closer, he blinked in surprise as he saw a tiny golden haired female almost 2-3 inches tall went flying past the camera...and nobody noticed.

He stared at the screen for a moment longer before turning off the TV and exiting the house all together, trying to make sense of what he just saw. He sighed heavily as he headed for the private beach down the small path.

Whats going on here...

The teenage elf had the strangest feeling, that his answers where about to be revealed to him, and it would change his prospective on life.

[Headmistress Briarthorn]

In a flash, the ever-growing group appeared on a beach somewhere in the Pacific, and a moment later, a boy with blue hair and pointed ears came down and froze when he saw them all.

"Oh cool, an elf! Just like Lord of the Rings! Are we in, like, some magical kingdom or something?" Mattie exclaimed.

"The Bahamas, actually." Briarthorn replied dryly. "We don't mean you any harm. In fact, I have a proposition for you. My name is Briarthorn. I am the headmistress of a school that holds less-than-normal people such as yourself, among others. And, as one of your perspective fellow students blurted out, you are, in fact, and elf."

"...why can't anyone else see what's really out there?" He asked earnestly.

"Some say protective spells or illusions, but really, what I have found most is that they don't want to see. You would be surprised how many people have simply asked Ms. Talon here if she was ill or treated her like she was blind rather than look at her eyes or complection." Briar replied. "So, are you interested."

"Yeah, but I need to ask me..." The teen began.

"Val! Are you out there hon?" A man and his wife stepped out then, both human, who were immediately wary of the group on the beach. "Who are you and what are you doing on our private beach? Val, come over here." His father said.

"I mean no harm. My name is Briarthorn and I'm here to offer your son a chance at schooling and education in the supernatural at my school. If you would be interested, we have plenty of room for the new semester."

They looked at each other, a bit worried, before they looked at their son, who looked like he was almost jumping at the chance. "Alright. Can we talk a bit more about this?"

"Of course. Go get your things, and we will talk while we wait. After that, I will drop off he and the rest at the Academy to get settled in." Briarthorn replied.