A/N: (Day Dreamer201) Hello all. This is going to be a different kind of story. It is not going to be made by just me. My friend, Soccer16star2015, that I met over this web sight is going to make the story too. So you might like to check ot her stories too. You can find her in my fav authors if need be.
We are making this story together cause' Clara is my character and Lily is her's. Just remember to count her in. PM to her if you like the story since it my account that the story is coming from.
This chapter is mine. Please enjoy!
In Witzend
10-year-old Clara Hightopp, laid in the grass next to a creek. She was a little red-haired girl with light skin and blue eyes. She was putting together a daisy garland wile talking to a little blue bird. She was enjoying the bird's company wile she was peacefully listening to the frogs, the sound of the creek, and a slight breeze.
All of the sudden she heard two voices on a nearby trail. She sat up and looked into the distance.
Suddenly the voices were reviled. She saw it was her two cousins, Charlie and William. They did not see Clara till they were only ten feet away. They suddenly stopped when they saw her.
"Oh. Hi, Clara. What are you doing?" Said Charlie.
"Making a flower garland." She said.
Both the boys snickered to each other.
"What?" She said.
"Oh nothing. But you would think that girls could do a little more with their lives then pick flowers all day long!" They continued laughing.
She glared at them. "Will you stop!
"Why? Are you going to cry like a little girl?" The boys walked off laughing.
Clara sat, looking at her flower garland. She through it in the water.
"Boys!" She said to herself. She certainly felt like crying, but had to prove them wrong."Why do they have to ruin everything?"
All of the sudden a swirl of bluish gray was forming around her. Then suddenly formed a cat.
"Oh, hello Chess. What are you doing here?" She said.
Chess spun around her a few times, then rested on a nearby rock. "Oh, not much. Why you seem so down, Clara. What is the matter?"
"Oh, nothing really. I am just the boys. I am tired of them making fun of me."
"Well then why don't you play with girls?"
"Well, I guess...I don't know. They all seem to be busy with each other. Not that they don't talk to me, its just...Well, non of them are really real friends. I am different from them. I love adventure, nature, and just...different stuff I suppose." She explained.
"No friends? Oh, my. I have heard that before..." He said. Then all of the sudden his body started disappearing.
"Chess, were are you going?"
He didn't answer. All of the sudden his head was vanished. Clara sat there with a strait face.
"Cats." She said to herself.
Then all of the sudden she heard her name being called. It was her mother. She stood up.
"Yes, Mother!" She called out.
"It is supper time!" Her mother called.
"All right!"
Clara ran to her cottage. She opened the door, and walked into the dining room.
"Hello, Mother and Father."She said.
"Hello, dear." They said.
She hugged each of her parents, and then they sat at the table.
Clara took her seat. There was potato soup and fresh made bread.
As they began eating, her parents started to ask of her day.
"You were gone all day. What was it filled with, Clara?" Asked Tarrant.
Clara looked up. "Oh, I spent most of my day, in the woods by the creek, talking to animals and picking flowers."
Tarrant smiled at her.
"I saw Chess today."
"What did he want."
"I don't know. He did his usual business of leaving halfway through a conversation."
"I see. Well speaking of Chess, I have some good news. We will be going to marmoreal. The queen want's me to make lots of hats for her. I will be making them there." Said Tarrant.
Clara looked up with excitement. "Oh! That is were Her Royal Highness the Queen lives. Isn't it?"
"Yes. It is. We will be leaving in the morning so I suggest you should pack up and get ready."
"What is she like, Father? The queen?"
"Oh, she is wonderful. A perfect queen. The most sweet, most gentle, and best of all, our queen. And she is the best queen there could ever be."
Clara was very excited about this. She had never been to Marmoreal. She wandered what the queen was like. What the castle was like. What everything would be like.
After dinner, Clara started to pack her things. She was very happy about the next day.
