Home is where the heart is, and my heart is on the football field, under the stadium lights, my flag in my hands and my soul lost in a sea of music. At least, it was, until my field commander came along with his dreamy long hair and sparkling green eyes, stole my heart, and then crushed it mercilessly when he threw my cheerleader past in my face. He ticked me off so completely that now I have ice powers, apparently, and if I don't go to night and weekend classes at the mysterious Aeromancy Academy, the Headmaster will take my magic. Oh, and did I mention the fact that I can't tell anyone that I have powers? Yeah. Like I can hide my frost fingers from my sleuth of a bestie. It's all Klaus' fault, and if he comes near me again, I might just turn him into a popsicle. That is, if the snack with the lightning tattoo from the locker next door doesn't spark my interest first.