A few days after the announcement, every student in Manhattan watched with excitement as two coach buses, one for New London High and the other for New Fukushima Summoner's High, drove into the school, parking before Manhattan's arena.
The arena was a large space, and it was currently filled with students. Outside the arena was a vast field with walkways, and several hundred feet away were the school buildings.
The buses opened, and the foreign students stepped out. Fukushima students wore gray jackets, while London students wore black jackets.
Under the awe-filled eyes of the masses, they walked up to the platform where the top Manhattan students stood.
As they ascended the staircase, a black-haired girl with pale skin in a black jacket nudged an eighteen-year-old golden-haired boy with crimson eyes beside her.
"Arlo."
Arlo gazed at Ivy from the corner of his eye.
"What is it?"
