Chapter One: Something New
It was not a happy day for me. A few days ago, the tragic deaths of Harold and Virginia Devine occurred. It was suspected that they had been murdered from the scene of toppled chairs and torn carpets, but there were no bruises, cuts, or scratch on their pale, lifeless bodies.
No one knew who or what could have caused their unsuspecting deaths. Not even their fifteen year old daughter, me, Maeve Devine, who was the one who found them on the living room floor.
And that brings us to now, at the funeral with just me, the social worker, and the grave diggers. This is not how I wanted to spend a Saturday. I gave my parents my tearful goodbyes and walked briskly away, not wanting to linger too long. The social worker, Tanya Foyay I think her name was, put a sympathetic hand on my shoulder once we stopped and turned me to face her. I wouldn't face her, but instead looked down at my black skirt, concentrating on picking any stray lint off.
"Maeve, I'm terribly sorry about your parents, but after time, I think you will be able to move on." She started. I looked up at her, but stayed silent. Tanya continued.
"Ok, now for the business matters at hand. We weren't able to find any living relatives, distant or otherwise, but one of the officers did find a note that might interest you." I immediately focused in on her words now. "From the looks of it, both of your parents wrote it to you. It may have some valuable information on it." She looked into her Gucci bag and pulled out a folded note. She handed it to me and I unfolded it, unfolding secrets along with it.
Our darling baby girl,
If you are now reading this note, then it means we have passed on into another place. We're so sorry we couldn't stay in this world with you, but our deaths were unavoidable.-
Unavoidable? What did that mean? I read on, paying careful attention.
There is so much to be explained to you. Too much to be explained in a letter. But this can be known by you now. You are not what you appear to be. There are so many others like you, but you must figure out everything else on your own. Sweetheart, you will be an important person who can do a lot of things, but you must find out what. We must also say this. You are to live with the Jordans. Henry and Kathy Jordan. We went to school with Henry. They can explain a lot to you. We must go now, our time is running out. We love you. Never forget this, and keep the ones you love close to you. We love you our little darling.
Love forever,
Mom and Dad.
I finished the letter with tears clouding my eyes. What did this mean? How was I different? Who were the Jordans? I had never heard my parents mention them. I wiped my face clear of tears and handed the note to Tanya. She gave it a once over and nodded with her creased brows.
"Well I guess you're staying with the Jordans then. I just have to figure out where-" She had glanced down at the note and stopped suddenly. She turned the paper over as if to find something that wasn't there before.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Uh, nothing. I just… there was an address on here that I must have missed." She said. I peeked at the paper, and sure enough there was the obvious address of what must have been the Jordan's home. How did I miss that?
"Well Maeve, let's get your things packed, and I can drive you to your new home." Tanya said and then stalked away, leaving me in her wake, trying to catch up with her long, high-heeled strides.
The car ride had been long, and we still had a couple miles to go. I had been silent, with Tanya giving me encouraging words every once in a while. My only packed trunk, which consisted mostly of jeans and sweaters, could be heard shifting around in the trunk from the swerves of the car.
"I think we're just about there Maeve. Can you see the house?" Tanya directed my way. I looked up and saw a line of houses. We were in the neighborhood now, and the address numbers were counting closer to my new home.
"And… here we are now." Tanya said as she pulled the car into a driveway. The house looked like any other house, except it had blooming flowers that the surrounding homes lacked. Mrs. Jordan must be an avid gardener.
Tanya stepped out of the car first, and me second. We went around back to pop the trunk open and get my stuff out. We then proceeded to the front door where Tanya rang the doorbell.
The door opened a few moments later to show a dark-skinned boy, probably my age, with spidery dreadlocks. He grinned at us to show a brilliant white smile, and said a friendly,
"Hi. You're Maeve right? And Tanyay Foolya?" Lee struggled with the name. I stifled a giggle as Tanya huffed. But before Tanya could correct the boy, he called out behind him.
"Mum! Maeve and Toony Foly are here!" I could tell he was going to be a fun person to hang out with. He brought his attention back to us. "Come on in. I'm Lee Jordan by the way." He waved us in and shut the door behind us. The house was really beautiful on the inside. It gave a homey feel to it that made me feel welcome already.
An older, dark-skinned woman then steeped into the living room. She had an exotic motherly beauty about her, and I could tell by her wide smile that Lee had inherited his bright smile from her.
"Hello. You must be Tanya Foyay.-" She glanced at Lee, but then turned my way. "And you must be Maeve. Oh my how you've grown. You're the spitting image of your mother God rest her soul." She wrapped me in a hug that made the feeling of welcome grow. She then let go and turned to Lee.
"Lee, could you help Maeve take her bag to her room while I finish up some business with Ms. Foyay?" She asked. Lee then bowed deeply to her and grabbed my trunk. He then stepped next to me and held out his arm. I smiled a bit and looped my arm through his, and we stepped up the stairs and into my new sanctuary. I could definitely get used to living here.
The room was bare with white walls and floors, but it was fairly sized. There was a twin sized bed in the corner, and there was a dresser. A wooden desk sat along the side of the wall, but other than those pieces of furniture, that was it. But I wasn't complaining.
"Sorry if it's not what you expected. We didn't really know what you would like, so we decided to let you decide." Lee said.
"Thanks, but it's fine. I like it." I said graciously. Lee set my trunk down in front of my bed as I sat on the fluffy brown comforter of the bed. It was really comfy.
"So… I guess you're a bit confused." Lee said. I looked confusedly at him, my brows creasing.
"What do you mean?" I asked him. He looked nervous, as if he shouldn't have just started this conversation at all.
"Well, Mom told me that you hadn't been filled in on a lot of details? Whatever that means." He said.
"Yeah well, it's kind of confusing to me, but hopefully I'll get some answers later." I told him.
"Yeah. But even you don't, we could always test out the prototype for the Extendable Ears." Lee smiled widely at me. And even though I had absolutely no clue what Extendable whatevers were (and I had no desire to know), I smiled back at him, knowing that my life wouldn't be so bad after all.
-New story! Woo hoo! The other one just wasn't working out for me, but I'll try to find time to pick it up again. Until then, I'm gonna write from the books and completely follow the books, starting next chapter. I hope you guys enjoy it!
-I also might need help with the timeline and stuff like that, so just tell me if I missed somthing like that. Thanks!
-I'll also make the other chapters long. Prolly as long as the usual chapters in Harry Potter. And I would also like to point out that even though I will be writing a lot of stuff from the books, I would like to disclaim now that I will write some stuff that isn't mine, but is in fact J.K. Rowling's. -Miahammbailey