Just to let you all know, this is my first story and I realize it might not be that good. I don't mind constructive critisism but I seriously don't want any flaming. Thanks in advance to anyone who reads and reviews.
"John, do you know where we put the kitchen supplies?" I heard my mom's voice say over the racket of the moving men bringing out my family's belonging from the vans.
"Maria," My dad replied. "I think they're in the box labeled 'kitchen supplies'."
"Well, tell me, smart-aleck. Where's the box that's labeled 'kitchen supplies'?" My mom countered. It had been going on like that all morning.
"Hey," I said. "Do you mind if I go exploring for a while?" My bags had already been unpacked and I didn't want to be in the middle of the Parent War.
"Go ahead, Princess." My dad said at the same time my mom said, "No. You should help us finish unpacking the rest of the things, Lisandra."
"She's worked hard; she deserves to take a break." Dad said.
"So what have I been doing for the last few hours?" My mom replied, angrily.
"Since when was this about you, Liz?" I preferred not to hear the conclusion of this argument so I quickly ran out the front door and started walking down the gray concrete street. I could still hear my parents' voice so I walked a little faster until their voices had been replaced by the whistle of the wind.
After a while I had come across a school called Kadic Junior High. I was pretty sure it was the one I was going to. It looked exactly like the picture on the front of my brochure; old and falling apart. There were boarder kids hanging around the front area. I wondered if my parents would let me be a boarder. I could just imagine the conversation.
Me: Can I be a boarder at Kadic?
Dad: Sure, Princess. You deserve a little freedom now that you're older.
Mom: Absolutely not! Imagine the cost and the paperwork needed to be done.
Dad: I wouldn't mind paying for it and doing paperwork.
Mom: I'm not saying I wouldn't but-wait-why are you trying to turn this on me, John!"
After that, things would go downhill.
Sighing, I realized it was getting late and I'd need to go back home. I turned around trudged back to the house, surprised I remembered where it was. My mom and dad sat on the couch looking as if they had waited for me to come home.
"What did I do?" I said.
"Nothing, Princess," My dad replied. It was then that I realized my black suitcases were standing upright near the couch. "Your mother and I decided we needed some time alone to . . . think about some things which is why we enrolled you in Kadic as a boarder."
My mom, who hadn't said anything, spoke. "I'm sure you noticed our many . . . disagreements. We just don't want you to be in the middle of those."
Then Dad said, "Just remember the rules. Follow instructions, and everything else your mother and I taught you." I could hear his voice inside my head. And especially, no magic. I smiled at him this fake, innocent smile. He looked at me sternly.
You see, my father is a wizard, warlock, or whatever you want to call it. My mom doesn't know. When I was born, the magic was passed on to me. It may sound cool but when your father watches your every move, it isn't. My father is like my shadow sometimes. There are few days like today where I can be alone without him watching over me.
"You start at Kadic tomorrow." My mom said. I should've been down on my knees begging her to transfer me to a different school. If only I had known.