Chapter One

Art Museum

Our story begins in the Deater town's All Girls Orphanage with the story of a fifteen-year-old girl by the name of Jenna Letterman. You see Jenna's parents left her in the orphanage whilst they went of to help the world most powerful and dangerous wizard. But we'll come back to that for now let's talk about Jenna.

She had gorgeous brown hair that went down to her shoulders, and marvelously almond shaped jade green eyes. She was the average height for an eleven-year-old girl. Being beautiful and having courage, smarts and a gentle temperament for those who deserve it, she was the most loved girl there, yet she was miserable. Being left with the thought that her parents didn't want her, of course she didn't know that her parents were a witch and a wizard. In fact her and the entire non-magic world had no idea there is a wizarding world. Her idea was that her parents left her to have a romantic lifetime getaway to Hawaii.

Although everyone loved her she had no real friends that she could just talk to and the only thing that kept her going was the thought that one day maybe someone would want her. But everyone who wanted a child wanted a baby or one of five or six. No one wanted a so-called "moody teen" for a kid.

The one girl there that hated her was named Samantha Burkson and she let the world know especially Jenna know that she hated her. For instance just the other day she replaced Jenna's shampoo with "Mr. Stickerson's extra sticky jam" and trust me that's nothing compared to what she normally did, Sam had a wonderful imagination she just used it in the wrong way. Now the head nun's name was Sister Martha. She was like any other nun, strict and had a ruler in her pocket for "just in case" situations. She was skinny like a twig and had a stern face, and her favorite girl there was Sam and she tried not to let it show but everyone knew. The cook however was a bit of a beefy person and she was wonderful and not just at cooking. Whenever Jenna just needed to get away the cook always has a slice of chocolate cake. She left Jenna to sit on a chair, with cushions so soft that you'd sink into it when you sat down, a book, her thoughts and her cake.

Oddly enough when Sam replaced Jenna's nightly facial with an acne forming cream that she purchased at the local prank shop, she tested it on a girl named Lisa and over night her face was a sea of little red pussy spots, but when Jenna woke up the next day her face was the same as it was the night before.

One day the orphanage went to an art museum and Sam being an art fanatic was at the very back of the group but twice when she walked up to a painted piece of pottery it shattered in her face, and as you can suspect she was thrown out of the museum and was given a two hundred dollar fine and three months of community service for those pieces of pottery were originals. To Sam's dismay not only did she have to do these things to pay the fine she had to sell all of her own art and even then she was still behind one hundred thirty two dollars. For her to get she had to do a personal portrait for a customer and she got her money but she still has the community service. And on top of all that Sister Martha looked at her as if she was worse than something smelly on the bottom her shoe.

The thing is at the exact moment the first piece of pottery shattered Jenna thought it would be funny if it shattered. As you can suspect it freaked her out. However she wanted to see if it was a coincidence so when Sam walked up to the next art piece Jenna thought of it breaking and it broke. So she tried again when she walked up too another art piece but nothing happened this time. So she settled on thinking it was a coincidence nothing more, nothing less.

Back at the orphanage gossip was raging as to why Sam would break priceless art when she was such an art freak. Most thought that it was because she was mad that the art was so much better than hers was.

Other than that every day was pretty much the same as the last. You woke up at 6:00, showered, got dressed, did you're hair and make up or any of that other girly stuff, had breakfast, had you're daily lessons, had lunch, then the rest of your lessons, had supper and the rest of the night was yours for homework or anything else you'd like to do until 10:00 when you got ready for bed.

Sure it was boring and organized but once you turned 18 you could go to clubs every Saturday. Of course the girls who went all had fun going on about the guys they met and things they did and of course who could forget the music. So Sunday was an instant replay of the night before just without the guys or the atmosphere. The only problem was after about the first month of instant replays you got bored of it so that's when Jenna went to see the cook and read with her cake.

Sam of course was sent to her room every night at 8:00 because of the art situation. There she had nothing to do but wait until she wanted to go to sleep. That was Jenna's life as she knew it before something wonderful happened.