[ Belle is shocked out of her reverie at the voice and she looks around the door of her locker a little before she turns back to the lockers, eyes wide and looking almost comically entranced all of a sudden. ]

There's a fairy? Is this how we were brought here?

[ You'll have to forgive her; she lives in a world of faries and magic where having a locker fairy wouldn't be too far-fetched. She places her teacup back inside before she peeks in, looking around before stepping back. ]

I knew it had to have been something to do with magic, that's how travel like this is even possible.