Milian Bladers suddenly discovered a rare and magical gift. So now the young beauty girl has become a true witch! The only thing missing is a broom for a complete set. And now the girl enters the most prestigious educational institution, passes the enrollment stage. And ahead are lessons, lectures, practices, exams with tests... The idyll is crumbling. The fact is that Maria Bladers did not give a subscription to such “tricks”! But the Russian writer Katerina Polyanskaya, in her book Mean Girl at the Academy, decided to give her just such a villainous fate.
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If only the “troubles” of a young witch girl were limited to studies. It turns out that Milian Bladers is the best friend of not just a beautiful and smart girl, but a young rebel princess who always wanted to give a damn about all the established rules. Yes, the queen is a society lady and a very beautiful girl, but such a “ulcer”. And this fatal beauty is ready to do anything to flutter out of the gloomy castle room with a bang and break all the most ridiculous castle rules. The rector of the academy seems to be such a tough person, but take a closer look! And this guy (man!) has his flaws and big weaknesses. So the damn academy of magic will have to “hold on”, because Milian Bladers is ready to ruin and break it! Mili would not be herself if she had not achieved her original goal.

Katerina Polyanskaya has already written many wonderful books. This is a great author in every way. But, probably, her novel “Mean Girl at the Academy” is the best of all that this Russian writer has written so far. Reading about the adventures of Mili with the queen, who lead a wild life, is very exciting. Katerina Polyanskaya wants to convey to her readers the idea that you need to enjoy life, enjoy every minute you live. And it is precisely this goal that she puts in when she writes the lines of her book Mean Girl at the Academy. In fact, her main character Milian Bladers is a very gifted girl. In the novel, you will read about “love triangles”, relationship problems with your stepfather, difficulties in relationships with the opposite sex. Katerina Polyanskaya is very relevant and burning. You will be interested in reading her book about a mean girl. This is a modern novel about the life of the youth of the twenty-first century. May you enjoy reading!

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Katerina Polyanskaya

MEAN GIRL AT THE ACADEMY

The times when the orchestra played something melodic at the balls and the couples circled around the hall, smiling discreetly at each other, have sunk into oblivion with the death of the old king. His only daughter, Alexia, ascended the throne, and in the first month she ruthlessly trampled on the old-fashioned foundations.

And for almost a year she celebrated the victory ...

Real madness reigned in the huge semi-dark hall. Music rumbled, couples languidly pressed against each other, some did not hesitate to kiss in front of everyone. Her Majesty climbed onto the stage and danced something incendiary, both favorites did not lag behind her.

Many families chose to leave the capital, which, according to rumors, has turned into a cesspool. But personally, deprived of the guardianship of vigilant relatives, I felt at court at home. I'm sure the other girls would feel the same, but who would let them?

Miles, you are so beautiful, - in the meantime, my gentleman became more insistent.

The music was blaring, pumping adrenaline into our bloodstream, but we were treading water as if we were trying to slow dance. And little by little, step by step, we moved towards the cozy dark alcove...

Cool fingers caressed the back of her head and slid down her bare back, sending waves of pleasant shivers through her body. For a moment I closed my eyes in pleasure, and then shook out my mane of black hair and smiled.

Not now, my sweet. Otherwise, it will turn out like last time ...

I myself am not against excess entertainment, but the tender psyche of the future duke should be preserved. This is all my gift! Mixed. Necromancy, inherited from his father, and the power of light - on his mother's side. With data like this, it's hard not to get into trouble.

We kissed in the garden of my city house. It was deep night, the stars twinkled, the fountain murmured romantically. At some point, Rerun wanted more. He pulled the dress off my shoulders, and I… well, I confess, I was scared! And the damned abilities worked.

By the way, they always worked strangely. And if I didn’t do it on purpose either ... That time it turned out scary, but also funny too. A few paces from us, the earth glowed white, as if the moon had been buried there, trembled, and Tiffy crawled out of the bowels. As a child, he was my favorite puppy, but he also looked cute as a wight. In general, they always came out neat and affectionate, probably because of the magic of light.

First of all, the young animal ran to caress. But the future duke looked at the eye sockets phosphorescent in the dark - and how he would howl! And my dead are always loyal. Tiffy thought that they offended me, and ... in general, Rerun was hurt, I was ashamed, and the maids who jumped out at the noise were funny for another two weeks.

I still wonder how he did not break off relations after such embarrassment ...

And now again.

You are my bride, Mili, - the guy reminded me, peering into my face with loving eyes.

Not yet announced - I deftly wriggled out of his arms. My guardian doesn't know at all. And with magic, it's time to decide something. Let's not rush things!

I'll go check how the fireworks are, - I found a reason for absenteeism and, squeezing through the crowd of dancers, rushed to the exit.

No, Rerun is cheerful and corresponds to my status. Don't be a hypocrite. But the bride!.. Brr.

Too early.

I went out onto the porch and leaned back against the closed door for a minute. Cold autumn air hit his flushed face. Perhaps it's worth talking to Rerun about the fact that even after the wedding, I'm not going to give up social life. In fact, I'm not going to deny myself anything!

A carriage rumbled down the alley and stopped in front of the entrance.

A minute later, a man in a formal black suit walked towards the palace. I grimaced inwardly: old-fashioned, they don’t wear such things here for a long time.

Sorry, handsome, but this is a private party! - I went down two steps and stood in a spectacular pose. - Get out! You will come tomorrow.

Security and the park watchman looked at us with interest. However, they were more staring at me than following the emerging scandal. But in vain. Because I didn’t even have time to look back, as events took a completely unexpected turn.

Milian?! - the late guest said dumbfounded.

I leaned forward a little, drove away the pleasant haze caused by champagne from my mind, and ... almost rolled down the high porch.

Lord Precinval?! The surprise was mutual.

Demons of the underworld! Where is my stepfather from?!

Meanwhile, the man was slowly but surely getting angry.

What form are you? What kind of rag do you have on? Provocatively decorated! What are you even doing here at three in the morning, I wonder?!

I'm rocking! I told him a little nervously, just not knowing what else to say.

This was our code word. Well, I forgot who it doesn't happen to! But the watchman did not forget! He crushed the fragile amulet in his hand, hissing in the air, and a moment later the sky above our heads exploded with fire. If you look closely, you could make out a half-naked female figure in a provocative pose. And the inscription: "Lexi, do them all!"

The guardian turned pale and clenched his jaw so that his teeth gritted.

Today is the queen's twentieth birthday, - just in case, I explained. - And tomorrow the embassy from Wiberia arrives, they will arrange a marriage with one of their princes. Of course she refuses!

But the local life of this bore was not at all interested.

Your trick? he said gloomily, pointing to the burning sky.

Surprise!

I hope you don't get executed for it?

What are you, Lexi and I are best friends!

Live home! growled Lord Presinval.

Rigid fingers grabbed my elbow and dragged me towards the carriage.

Demons kill him, but he was an ideal guardian! He was thirteen years younger than my mother, and when she died, he calmly went abroad. Not interested in my life at all! And now, happiness has fallen on you ...

Because of the unscheduled fireworks, people clung to the windows and now watched not only the action in the sky, but also my shame. I am independent! Adult! Well, at least I used to think of myself as such. And everyone is used to it. But then this lord appears ... and my world began to crack.

While they dragged me off the porch and dragged me to a dull carriage, I just managed to feel sincere hostility towards my guardian.

Hey, take your hands off her! - Displeased swept along the driveway.

Now something will happen ... In vain she resisted, she had to run to the carriage, so at least she would have avoided a scandal.

No one else looked at the lights in the sky.

They didn't let me go, but they loosened their grip. Lord Presinval and I, with one interested impulse, turned towards the porch.

I'm sorry? The guardian raised an eyebrow in disdain.

I completely sank. Rerun, of course, is a charm and a ducal heir, but now he was more like a waiter shirking from work: he did not wear a camisole, his shirt was unbuttoned on his chest, and he was shaky. He also got a blade somewhere.

Something made me feel ashamed...

Don't ask! - Duke's son also tried to portray arrogance. It didn't matter. This girl is mine! Leave her alone.

I stand. I keep quiet. And I quietly dream that the gift at least once did me a good service and helped me fall through the ground. Well, at least get somewhere far away! Yes, apparently, not fate ...

Yours? The lord remained coldly calm.

My! - and bristled with a blade.

Come on, magic! Where are you?

Let me introduce myself - how could he pretend to be indifferent, I know, I can see in his eyes that he is furious ?! - Lord Marcus Presinval, Her Majesty's Minor Consul in Islay and sole guardian of this lovely lady. However, today she does not look like a sweet, let alone a lady.

The blush was so hot it almost hurt her cheeks.

Required for everyone?

And ... - Rerun did not immediately find the words, but for some reason he hid the blade behind his back.

And as her sole guardian,” Lord Presinval continued imperturbably, “I can assure you that she will never be yours. Neither yours, nor any of those who have at least once been seen in such a gathering.

Having said this, he made a gallant bow to the window, in which Lexi was standing in amazement, and commanded me already:

To the carriage. Run!

And you said he wouldn’t mind, - my ... well, probably not the groom already whined into our backs.

And then the magic, which I desperately called for the last few minutes, finally worked.

The third day I toiled under house arrest. But this is not the worst! Who would have thought that a gift of light would hurt so much?! For those around. If Lord Presinval had not put up his shields, one of the walls of the castle would have been in ruins. And nothing else: a strong energy depletion with my guardian and a broken nose for Rerun.

CHAPTER 1

The times when the orchestra played something melodic at the balls and the couples circled around the hall, smiling discreetly at each other, have sunk into oblivion with the death of the old king. His only daughter, Alexia, ascended the throne, and in the first month she ruthlessly trampled on the old-fashioned foundations.

And for almost a year she celebrated the victory ...

Real madness reigned in the huge semi-dark hall. Music rumbled, couples languidly pressed against each other, some did not hesitate to kiss in front of everyone. Her Majesty climbed onto the stage and danced something incendiary, both favorites did not lag behind her.

Many families chose to leave the capital, which, according to rumors, has turned into a cesspool. But personally, deprived of the guardianship of vigilant relatives, I felt at court at home. I'm sure the other girls would feel the same, but who would let them?

Miles, you are so beautiful, - in the meantime, my gentleman became more insistent.

The music was blaring, pumping adrenaline into our bloodstream, but we were treading water as if we were trying to slow dance. And little by little, step by step, we moved towards the cozy dark alcove...

Cool fingers caressed the back of her head and slid down her bare back, sending waves of pleasant shivers through her body. For a moment I closed my eyes in pleasure, and then shook out my mane of black hair and smiled.

Not now, my sweet. Otherwise, it will turn out like last time ...

I myself am not against excess entertainment, but the tender psyche of the future duke should be preserved. This is all my gift! Mixed. Necromancy, inherited from his father, and the power of light - on his mother's side. With data like this, it's hard not to get into trouble.

We kissed in the garden of my city house. It was deep night, the stars twinkled, the fountain murmured romantically. At some point, Rerun wanted more. He pulled the dress off my shoulders, and I… well, I confess, I was scared! And the damned abilities worked.

By the way, they always worked strangely. And if I didn’t do it on purpose either ... That time it turned out scary, but also funny too. A few paces from us, the earth glowed white, as if the moon had been buried there, trembled, and Tiffy crawled out of the bowels. As a child, he was my favorite puppy, but he also looked cute as a wight. In general, they always came out neat and affectionate, probably because of the magic of light.

First of all, the young animal ran to caress. But the future duke looked at the eye sockets phosphorescent in the dark - and how he would howl! And my dead are always loyal. Tiffy thought that they offended me, and ... in general, Rerun was hurt, I was ashamed, and the maids who jumped out at the noise were funny for another two weeks.

I still wonder how he did not break off relations after such embarrassment ...

And now again.

You are my bride, Mili, - the guy reminded me, peering into my face with loving eyes.

Not yet announced - I deftly wriggled out of his arms. My guardian doesn't know at all. And with magic, it's time to decide something. Let's not rush things!

I'll go check how the fireworks are, - I found a reason for absenteeism and, squeezing through the crowd of dancers, rushed to the exit.

No, Rerun is cheerful and corresponds to my status. Don't be a hypocrite. But the bride!.. Brr.

Too early.

I went out onto the porch and leaned back against the closed door for a minute. Cold autumn air hit his flushed face. Perhaps it's worth talking to Rerun about the fact that even after the wedding, I'm not going to give up social life. In fact, I'm not going to deny myself anything!

A carriage rumbled down the alley and stopped in front of the entrance.

A minute later, a man in a formal black suit walked towards the palace. I grimaced inwardly: old-fashioned, they don’t wear such things here for a long time.

Sorry, handsome, but this is a private party! - I went down two steps and stood in a spectacular pose. - Get out! You will come tomorrow.

Security and the park watchman looked at us with interest. However, they were more staring at me than following the emerging scandal. But in vain. Because I didn’t even have time to look back, as events took a completely unexpected turn.

Milian?! - the late guest said dumbfounded.

I leaned forward a little, drove away the pleasant haze caused by champagne from my mind, and ... almost rolled down the high porch.

Lord Precinval?! The surprise was mutual.

Demons of the underworld! Where is my stepfather from?!

Meanwhile, the man was slowly but surely getting angry.

What form are you? What kind of rag do you have on? Provocatively decorated! What are you even doing here at three in the morning, I wonder?!

I'm rocking! I told him a little nervously, just not knowing what else to say.

This was our code word. Well, I forgot who it doesn't happen to! But the watchman did not forget! He crushed the fragile amulet in his hand, hissing in the air, and a moment later the sky above our heads exploded with fire. If you look closely, you could make out a half-naked female figure in a provocative pose. And the inscription: "Lexi, do them all!"

The guardian turned pale and clenched his jaw so that his teeth gritted.

Today is the queen's twentieth birthday, - just in case, I explained. - And tomorrow the embassy from Wiberia arrives, they will arrange a marriage with one of their princes. Of course she refuses!

But the local life of this bore was not at all interested.

Your trick? he said gloomily, pointing to the burning sky.

Surprise!

I hope you don't get executed for it?

What are you, Lexi and I are best friends!

I didn’t have the strength to quarrel, and I didn’t seem to have anyone, so I silently got into the allotted robe, poured tea into myself, didn’t even feel the taste, and then collapsed on the sofa. Didn't bring a blanket or pillow.

Passed out as soon as she closed her eyes.

Milian, - it seems, just lay down, and someone's hand was already grabbing her shoulder.

Still not fully awake, I sat up and stifled a yawn.

She blinked. Trin showed up in front of a bleary eye.

Get up, he said softly. - I'm going to the rector.

Now, just wash up.

Walking to the bathroom, I splashed water on my face and stared at my pale reflection. Even a terrible dress could not spoil the delicate aristocratic features. A single blond strand in her black hair betrayed a magical origin. But in the dark eyes after the betrayal of his stepfather, a burning resentment settled.

Another minute had to be spent on putting the tufts sticking out in all directions in order.

I'm ready, let's go.

Trin didn't take my hand this time, but he still held on kindly. And even though I didn’t care about this Academy named after some aunt with a fluffy animal and all the local inhabitants, the presence of at least one person who treats me warmly cheered me up.

The rector's office was located on the first floor in the central part of the mansion. Actually, the entire first floor was occupied by the administration, a dining room and common rooms. On the second and third, as my companion explained, there were training rooms, and in the right and left wings all three floors were occupied by living rooms. I was not interested, but Trin said, and for some reason I remembered.

He knocked and when a melodic “yes” was heard from inside, he opened the door for me. He himself remained outside.

Milian, I demand an explanation! Marcus barked as soon as I crossed the threshold. “Do you have any idea how scared everyone is?! Yes, I'm a little crazy! Here the people were alarmed, the battle magicians from the neighboring Academy were put on their ears ...

Without listening too much to his cries, I went to the only free chair and sat down.

I'm alive, whole, and they didn't do anything to me, - she said indifferently. “Thank you for asking, Lord Presinval.

Miles ... - he stammered and somehow strangely looked at me.

However, I didn't expect anything else from you.

While a short ringing silence hung over the office, I just had time to look around. Antique massive furniture, a maroon carpet underfoot and the same curtains, on the wall opposite a large desk, a huge portrait of the same person with a small animal that looks like a fur ball. Other walls were adorned with smaller portraits. Remarkably, they all depicted ladies.

The hostess was also a woman. Skinny, about forty years old. She styled her copper-red hair in an old-fashioned updo and dressed in a boring, extremely closed dress, long and with a collar that covered the neck to the middle. Nevertheless, her face seemed pleasant, her lips smiled slightly, which caused dimples to appear on her cheeks, and ... her eyes also smiled. This reminded me of my mother.

Wait a minute. What is she, the rector?!

You don't think I'll believe…" Presinval began again.

I don't care, she answered honestly.

Miles, have a conscience! the guardian continued to growl. - Or at least remember about decency. I let you down rudeness in private, but in front of strangers, if you please, show at least a semblance of respect!

Outsiders, by the way, in addition to the rector, there were three more: two women, very young and older, and an elderly man with a well-groomed beard. But they didn't interest me at the time.

You can't show what isn't there! she said defiantly. - And to be hypocritical, excuse me, I'm not used to it.

You will be left without things and pocket money, - my tormentor said unexpectedly evenly.

The threat worked. It was as if I was on fire from within.

Mommy, how could you put such a pig on your only daughter?!

But some kind of rebellious breeze extinguished the flame and, instead of bowing his head humbly, made him hiss angrily and defend his innocence.

I was kidnapped, scared to death, they were going to extort a ransom. I'm sorry I ran away and saved you a tidy sum! And for the fact that I stayed alive and don’t let my mother fall into my mother’s state, I’m also sorry ... - It was hard to talk further, for some reason tears burned my eyes.

Mean Girl at the Academy Katerina Polyanskaya

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Title: Mean Girl at the Academy
Author: Katerina Polyanskaya
Year: 2015
Genre: Urban Fantasy, Wizard Books, Humorous Fantasy

About the book "Mean Girl at the Academy" Katerina Polyanskaya

School, institute - these are sometimes not the places where some children would like to find themselves, especially from fairly wealthy families. After all, they are used to getting everything just like that, only from a slight wave of the hand.

So is the main character of Katerina Polyanskaya's book "Mean Girl at the Academy". Milian Blanders lives with his father and leads the life that every teenager dreams of. She is allowed to do whatever she pleases. There are no rules or limits.

The stepfather decides to pacify his stepdaughter and sends her to the Academy, where they must make a sweet and obedient creature out of the girl. In addition, Mili manifests a magical gift, which she will use in order to prevent her stepfather's plans from coming true.

Milian certainly does not want to be in the Academy, where there are very strict rules and customs, to which everyone must obey implicitly. The girl is used to living a different life, more free and beautiful.

Each of us is a rebel at heart and sometimes he comes out, and then there is little room for everyone around. But sometimes being rebellious is a way of life, and you need to change something in order to properly prioritize.

Mili's stepfather decided that a good discipline would not interfere with the girl, which would make her a worthy person. If you dig deeper, you can understand why Mili is like this. Everything is connected with a tragic event in her life, and rebellion is a way of protecting herself from the outside world, from all the bad things that once happened to her.

The book "Mean Girl at the Academy" will appeal to many. This is not just a story about a spoiled girl. This is a story about a hard fate and how new acquaintances, friends, even strict rules can change a person, make him better, teach him to live and strive for more.

Katerina Polyanskaya's book is designed for a wide range of readers - from young people to older people, because the work touches on such problems that are inherent in many of us, regardless of age.

Not everyone can boast of sincere and trusting relationships in the family, not everyone has an angelic character and a huge number of friends. And it's all our fault. It is only important to understand that we have a problem, and then it can be easily solved. One more thing - you need to eradicate selfishness from yourself, listen to the opinions of others, to their needs, then people will understand that they can do business with you and you can be trusted that you are a decent person.

We recommend the book "Mean Girl at the Academy" by Katerina Polyanskaya to anyone who wants to read interesting stories about the formation of a person's personality, about finding his own path in life. Also for those who are confused in this life and do not know how to understand what they need and who they are. This story, although simple at first glance, will reveal to you all the subtleties of the human soul.

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