I’m not even sure I want to go to the Secret Academy, but apparently I have zero choice in the matter. Zero time to prepare, too.
So here I am, ready to fail spectacularly and get back to my boring everyday life. All I have is my quick—often sarcastic—wit, middling magical abilities of the glamour variety, and a super cute potential boyfriend whom I latch onto the moment I arrive.
Will that be enough to pass the Spelling Test?
Or will my magical dreams be crushed before they've even fully begun?