Chapter 1: there's someone in my house!
My eyes snapped open, the first thing I was made aware of was I was laying in the snow. and it was cold. What happened? All I remember was uncle England casted a spell on me, which he said would make me more noticeable. I should've known it was too good to be true. Now for all I know I'm god knows where, with nothing but the clothes on my back.
I sat up and looked around. I was 20 feet away from my cabin. I sighed in relief, oh thank maple. Then I got up, shook the snow off my clothes, and headed towards my cabin. I tried opening the door, but it was locked. So I grabbed the key that I kept under the welcome mat and opened the door. Oh it's so warm in here. I plopped myself down in front of the fire to warm myself.
Something felt different, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I shrugged it off before wandering off to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate.
I bustled around humming to myself as I stirred the hot chocolate as it sat heating up on the stove. I paused, do I hear the water running upstairs? I shook my head, it's probably just the pipes. It is a pretty old cabin after all.
I went back to stirring and humming, well... the hot chocolate curdled. "aw, Maple!" I huffed. I cleaned it up and put the stuff away. I'll have hot-chocolate later. Just as I got done putting the hot-chocolate ingredients away someone walked into the kitchen. Which isn't such a rare occurrence, only I thought no body was here. That and he looked like he could be my twin.
He had my look so much it was freaky, he even had my curl! the only difference was his clothes, and he was wearing sunglasses. I gasped.
"What're you doing in my house!" We yelled simultaneously.
"what are you talking about, this is my house!" We said at the same time once again.
"Why do you look like me?" I asked cautiously.
"No why do you look like me?" He snapped.
"Uh, Does it really matter, we look the same," I said quietly.
"Ok, ok, but what the heck are you doing in my house?" He barked.
"Uh I don't know, all I knew is uncle England blasted me with a spell saying it'd make me more noticeable," I told him, hoping he wouldn't yell.
his eyes lit up with recognition and he slapped me on the back, "Oh so your a 1p."
Ow... wait what the maple is a 1p?