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Next time Around: Prologue
I looked out of the muggle taxi. "I don't like it here mama. It cold."
"I know it is sweetie, but you'll get used to it."
"Why's it all white?"
"It's snow."
I watched the snow fall lazily to the ground. "Daddy and Kath would like the snow," I decided, "when are they coming?"
"They're not Melanie, I've already told you."
I pouted, "why not?"
"Because, they're staying in Australia."
"Then why can't we?"
She sighed, we'd had this discussion several times already, but, like the stubborn five year old I was, I kept asking.
"We're different to daddy and Kath, you know that."
I nodded. Yes, I knew we were different, but I didn't know why it should matter.
"If we stay, daddy and Kath might get hurt, you don't want that do you?"
"No."
"It'll be an adventure Melanie, an adventure."
"Will we still be different?"
"We'll always be different sweetie, but when we get to our now house, there might be other people like us."
"Really?"
"Maybe."
I bit my lip and went back to watching the snow until I fell asleep.
"Vinnie! Stop flicking me, I'm trying to practice!"
He grinned, "lighten up Mel, you practice too much."
I didn't really like Vincent Black very much, heck I was ten, I didn't like any male very much. But he and I (aside from my mother and his grandfather), were the only two Sabi's in the town we lived in, so we felt we had to stick together.
"I do not practice too much," I said haughtily, "you don't practice enough."
Laughing, he lifted a handful of leaves and hit me with them.
I would have given him one of my famous glares, but I was busy trying to melt my rock. It was almost a pile of goo, but not quite.
"C'mon Mel," he said, tugging at my jumper, (A/N: or do you Americans call them sweaters? I dunno) "let's go get something to eat. I'm hungry."
"You're always hungry," I snapped, but I stood up and began to follow him into town anyway.
I think it would be safe to say that Vinnie and I were the town misfits. Me even more so. At least Vinnie had been born in Bayswater, I had been living there for almost five years and was still classed as the 'new kid.' The difference was, I cared and Vinnie didn't. Or if he did, he didn't show it.
I heard an annoyingly familiar giggle from around the corner and Vinnie and I both groaned.
Seconds later, Darling McHaourtny came into view followed by her two best friends Chloe Townsend and Bertha Jorkins.
"Oh, look," she said loudly. "Here comes a freakshow. I didn't know the circus was in town."
"You don't know anything Dah-lang," said Vinnie smirking. He turned to me, "just ignore them Mel."
Always the same advice, 'just ignore them.' Easier said then done.
"Hey Melanie," called Darling, obviously choosing the weaker of our two. "Are you ever going to find a new boyfriend?"
I flushed but kept my head down, fighting back the tears that always threatened to flow.
"Mama," I asked that night, "why do I have to be so different?"
She smiled at me, "is being different such a bad think Melanie?"
"Yes. I want to be normal like everyone else. Then I could be friends with Darling and not Vinnie."
"Oh, you don't want to be friends with Darling McHaourtny, she's a nasty little girl."
"That's not the point mama!"
"You are all witches Melanie. The only difference is that you and Vincent have a wonderful gift and they are all jelious."
"So I can melt rocks and lift leaves. Big deal." I muttered.
She smiled again, "there's more to being a Sabi than rocks and leaves. One day, my child, you will realize that."
Authors note: Well, that was a pretty short and weak beginning wasn't it? Oh well. There's only going to be two or three more parts after this and probably an epilogue. I promise they'll be longer. And better. (I hope.) But please, review. It'll only take you two seconds to type good or bad.
Next time Around: Prologue
I looked out of the muggle taxi. "I don't like it here mama. It cold."
"I know it is sweetie, but you'll get used to it."
"Why's it all white?"
"It's snow."
I watched the snow fall lazily to the ground. "Daddy and Kath would like the snow," I decided, "when are they coming?"
"They're not Melanie, I've already told you."
I pouted, "why not?"
"Because, they're staying in Australia."
"Then why can't we?"
She sighed, we'd had this discussion several times already, but, like the stubborn five year old I was, I kept asking.
"We're different to daddy and Kath, you know that."
I nodded. Yes, I knew we were different, but I didn't know why it should matter.
"If we stay, daddy and Kath might get hurt, you don't want that do you?"
"No."
"It'll be an adventure Melanie, an adventure."
"Will we still be different?"
"We'll always be different sweetie, but when we get to our now house, there might be other people like us."
"Really?"
"Maybe."
I bit my lip and went back to watching the snow until I fell asleep.
"Vinnie! Stop flicking me, I'm trying to practice!"
He grinned, "lighten up Mel, you practice too much."
I didn't really like Vincent Black very much, heck I was ten, I didn't like any male very much. But he and I (aside from my mother and his grandfather), were the only two Sabi's in the town we lived in, so we felt we had to stick together.
"I do not practice too much," I said haughtily, "you don't practice enough."
Laughing, he lifted a handful of leaves and hit me with them.
I would have given him one of my famous glares, but I was busy trying to melt my rock. It was almost a pile of goo, but not quite.
"C'mon Mel," he said, tugging at my jumper, (A/N: or do you Americans call them sweaters? I dunno) "let's go get something to eat. I'm hungry."
"You're always hungry," I snapped, but I stood up and began to follow him into town anyway.
I think it would be safe to say that Vinnie and I were the town misfits. Me even more so. At least Vinnie had been born in Bayswater, I had been living there for almost five years and was still classed as the 'new kid.' The difference was, I cared and Vinnie didn't. Or if he did, he didn't show it.
I heard an annoyingly familiar giggle from around the corner and Vinnie and I both groaned.
Seconds later, Darling McHaourtny came into view followed by her two best friends Chloe Townsend and Bertha Jorkins.
"Oh, look," she said loudly. "Here comes a freakshow. I didn't know the circus was in town."
"You don't know anything Dah-lang," said Vinnie smirking. He turned to me, "just ignore them Mel."
Always the same advice, 'just ignore them.' Easier said then done.
"Hey Melanie," called Darling, obviously choosing the weaker of our two. "Are you ever going to find a new boyfriend?"
I flushed but kept my head down, fighting back the tears that always threatened to flow.
"Mama," I asked that night, "why do I have to be so different?"
She smiled at me, "is being different such a bad think Melanie?"
"Yes. I want to be normal like everyone else. Then I could be friends with Darling and not Vinnie."
"Oh, you don't want to be friends with Darling McHaourtny, she's a nasty little girl."
"That's not the point mama!"
"You are all witches Melanie. The only difference is that you and Vincent have a wonderful gift and they are all jelious."
"So I can melt rocks and lift leaves. Big deal." I muttered.
She smiled again, "there's more to being a Sabi than rocks and leaves. One day, my child, you will realize that."
Authors note: Well, that was a pretty short and weak beginning wasn't it? Oh well. There's only going to be two or three more parts after this and probably an epilogue. I promise they'll be longer. And better. (I hope.) But please, review. It'll only take you two seconds to type good or bad.