Part 1
Star Sumner scowled out of the open window of her new room. 'This is the 7th time,' she thought darkly. 'The 7th freaking time dad's made us move…'
She had had a great group of friends at her old school, Thunderbird Institute of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Arizona, she had had a wonderful boyfriend, Alex…Why did her dad have to go and ruin her life yet again??? Did she not have any say whatsoever in what happened in her own life??
Star was sick and tired of moving. Her dad was an IMVE (International Magical Vehicle Engineer) who worked for a large, well-known company called IreCore, who seemed to delight in moving her family all over. Now they had moved them to England. –England, of all places! England-where the weather sucked, the food was lousy, and the guys were all fruitcakes-not to mention ugly.
Their new house was on the rich side of a wizarding town. As she continued to gaze out of the window, her attention was drawn to a window in the huge house next-door as it opened. A boy with white-blond hair and a pale face about her age appeared at it. The boy leaned out and grinned.
"Hello!" he called out to her in a friendly voice.
Under different circumstances, Star would have thought the boy was rather good-looking, and would have been happy to strike up a conversation with him. But at the present moment, however, Star hated everything about this boy, right down to the navy-blue robes he wore. She glared bloody swords at him, and, with a snotty "Shaddup." slammed the window shut, and drew the curtains closed. She turned from the window, feeling wickedly satisfied.
A soft knock sounded on Star's closed door.
"What?" she demanded coldly. The door opened, and her mother stepped inside.
"Hey, what's up?" she said brightly. Star gave her mother a sullen stare, who pretended not to notice, and, crossing over to the window, said,
"It's so dark in here, why don't you open the curtains?" She moved to draw them.
"No!" Star snapped, a little too sharply, and her mother started, looking alarmed.
"Uhh, I'm putting up my stars, and I want to see how they look in the dark." She quickly snatched up her box of magic glowing stars, rattling them to back up her story.
"Oh," said her mother, still looking slightly suspicious. But before she could say anything else, the doorbell rang.
Star Sumner scowled out of the open window of her new room. 'This is the 7th time,' she thought darkly. 'The 7th freaking time dad's made us move…'
She had had a great group of friends at her old school, Thunderbird Institute of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Arizona, she had had a wonderful boyfriend, Alex…Why did her dad have to go and ruin her life yet again??? Did she not have any say whatsoever in what happened in her own life??
Star was sick and tired of moving. Her dad was an IMVE (International Magical Vehicle Engineer) who worked for a large, well-known company called IreCore, who seemed to delight in moving her family all over. Now they had moved them to England. –England, of all places! England-where the weather sucked, the food was lousy, and the guys were all fruitcakes-not to mention ugly.
Their new house was on the rich side of a wizarding town. As she continued to gaze out of the window, her attention was drawn to a window in the huge house next-door as it opened. A boy with white-blond hair and a pale face about her age appeared at it. The boy leaned out and grinned.
"Hello!" he called out to her in a friendly voice.
Under different circumstances, Star would have thought the boy was rather good-looking, and would have been happy to strike up a conversation with him. But at the present moment, however, Star hated everything about this boy, right down to the navy-blue robes he wore. She glared bloody swords at him, and, with a snotty "Shaddup." slammed the window shut, and drew the curtains closed. She turned from the window, feeling wickedly satisfied.
A soft knock sounded on Star's closed door.
"What?" she demanded coldly. The door opened, and her mother stepped inside.
"Hey, what's up?" she said brightly. Star gave her mother a sullen stare, who pretended not to notice, and, crossing over to the window, said,
"It's so dark in here, why don't you open the curtains?" She moved to draw them.
"No!" Star snapped, a little too sharply, and her mother started, looking alarmed.
"Uhh, I'm putting up my stars, and I want to see how they look in the dark." She quickly snatched up her box of magic glowing stars, rattling them to back up her story.
"Oh," said her mother, still looking slightly suspicious. But before she could say anything else, the doorbell rang.
