It was Sunday morning. After all the emotions from the day before, Camila had made a decision: she was going to take the newcomers shopping for clothes. She would also give them a quick tour of Gravesfield so they could learn to get around the city on their own once school started.

Because yes—according to her, that was the best way to help them begin adjusting.
Though, clearly, Luz had only one thing on her mind: starting the investigation to return to the Isles.

They didn’t have time.

"I get your point, Mom, but… how exactly are you going to enroll them?" Luz asked. "I don’t think it makes sense to do that—it’s too soon. Just take us to the library instead. We need to find information that can help us get back."

The woman with glasses sighed.

"Sweetie, I know you all went through something incredibly difficult, but you need to adapt. We don’t know how long it’ll take to find a way to create a working portal. This is for the best. Plus, I can’t just leave you alone—I still have to work," she reasoned.
"As for enrollment, we could say they’re transfer students… although we’d need documents showing they were enrolled somewhere else, and from what I understand, you all studied at a school of magic, so… I didn’t really think that part through."

Luz facepalmed at that last part. The worst part was that she didn’t have any better ideas—and she didn’t want to think about anything besides going back to the Isles.

Gus raised his hand, asking to speak.

"Well, magic still works here. I could create an illusion and make the principal believe we went to a school in this realm. Of course, we’d hand in ‘official’ documents—with a few magical tweaks." He smiled. "Plus, I still have Graye’s mirror. That’ll make everything look even more legit."
"Luz, we can do this. Besides, it’s a new learning opportunity for us. And who knows? Maybe this realm’s history will help us uncover something important."

The group exchanged looks. It was risky—but if they wanted to blend in with humans, they didn’t have much choice.

"Great idea, buddy," Luz said, resigned. "Now we have another problem." She sighed. "How am I supposed to go back to class if Vee is supposed to be me?"

Vee gave her a sheepish smile.

"Well, we thought about that before you came back. So I can keep studying, we’ll tell the principal I’m your twin sister—Lucía—transferred from a school in the Dominican Republic. We’ll do the same as you guys to ‘get’ the documents. Plus, since my friends are in different classes, it’s easy to explain that I introduced myself as Luz, since it’s a nickname for my ‘real’ name," she explained, surprising the brunette.

"Now I have to study overtime to catch up and not fail the semester," Luz groaned, running a hand through her hair in frustration. "I don’t have time for this, Mom. I still think it’s unnecessary."

Things were getting more complicated by the second.

"Don’t worry, sweetie. Vee can help you with that. She’ll give you and the others some lessons so you can understand the topics and keep up during the new semester," her mother proposed, clearly proud of her plan.
"As for the other stuff, don’t worry—I’ll help you research too. You have all my support."

Luz smiled. She was truly grateful for all the effort her mom was making to help them adapt. With classes starting in just a few days, Camila was doing everything she could to make sure they were ready and didn’t face any problems during their stay in the human realm.

It was… impressive.

"Then it’s settled. That’ll be the plan," the basilisk said, excited. "But we have to be discreet—especially you guys," she added, looking at the others.
"No magic at school. And definitely don’t show your ears—they’re a little… unique." She smiled.
"The idea is to blend in, but not too much. Keep a bit of your personality so you don’t seem suspicious."

"If we want this to work, we need to go get some clothes for you guys," Camila added, glancing at the boys. "That way you’ll look more like normal human teenagers."
"So go upstairs and change. Meet me back here when you’re ready. We’ll head to the mall first, then I’ll show you the route to school. That way, if I can’t take you or one of my daughters misses class, you’ll know how to get there on your own."

Everyone nodded and, following the older woman’s instructions, headed upstairs to get ready.

This was shaping up to be a good day.