This house was so huge. As I made my way down the hallway all I could see were doors. So many doors. One. Three. Seven. I lost track by the time I reached the grand stair case. It was breathtaking. Each piece of wood looked like it had been carved by the hands of god. By the time I reached the bottom of the stair case I could finally smell it. It smelled amazing whatever it was, and it also helped me find the general direction of where I was meant to go. I could already hear laughing and singing and small talk before I even walked around the corner. I paused for a small second to collect myself before throwing myself into a tank of sharks and I hoped that these sharks wouldn't tear my flesh off. I took a deep breath and turned around the corner of the wall to find a marvelous large table surrounded by about 8 girls and three boys. Then as if a cue from angels Cordelia walked in carrying a tray of bread. " ou honey you look amazing! Come sit come sit!" She shouted at she pulled out the chair on the far left side of the table next to a bigger girl. " quiet everyone quiet" Cordelia proclaimed as she tapped the side of her wine glass with her butter knife. " everyone this wonderful young lady is Bridgette and she has joined us all the way from Canada!" She paused then continued to talk." I hope that you will all show her the ropes and help her with everything she needs! This is all very new to her and we want her to feel welcome!" Cordelia finished then took her seat next to me once again. The meal that was prepared was like nothing I've ever had before. My mother was never a cool so most of our meals consisted of ordering pizza or Chinese takeout. This was the most amazing chicken feast I've ever had in my entire life. It was better than Christmas, Easter and thanksgiving combined. The talking continued over dinner but I really didn't have anything to say. I wasn't sure by what she meant about everything being new to me but I guess she just meant the whole boarding school atmosphere. The dinner chat had come to an end as people slowly started to leave the table one by one leaving only me, Cordelia and the girl sitting beside me. " dinner was amazing! My mom was never really into cooking so I've never really had anything like this!" I said while handing my plate off to an older woman who took it from my hands and disappeared behind closed doors. It must've been the kitchen because as soon as the doors opened I could smell that amazing aroma once again. " you've had a very long day Bridgette and I know everything is very new to you but you must understand something. Your have special blood that runs in your veins. We all do, and that's why were all here." Cordelia paused while she poured more wine into her empty glass. " Have you ever Done something that you can't explain? Or has anything strange ever happened to you and you have no answers as to why it happened?"

I shook my head yes then looked directly at Cordelia. "what's wrong with me am i crazy or something?" I yelled with tears in my eyes. " no honey your not crazy. You miss. Bridgette Peters are a witch." Cordelia corrected me. Witches aren't real. They cant be can they? I started feeling extremely light headed and the next thing I knew I was staring at the ceiling. The girl that was sitting beside me pulled me back to my feet and brushed me off. "are you alright dear?" she asked in a concerned tone. I nodded to her and thanked her for pulling me back to my unsteady feet and with that she left the room and left me standing alone with Cordelia. "Go get a good nights sleep because we start training tomorrow" Cordelia uttered as she disappeared into the hallway. I tried to follow her down the hallway but that was no use she was long gone. I followed the long stair case to the second floor and made my way back down towards my room. I was about to open up my door when I was startled by someone standing behind me.

"I understand that you're new here but please don't make us all suffer because of it" The petite blonde expressed before returning to the dark shadows of the second floor. I entered through my door and as i closed the door I pressed my back against the closed door and slid down feeling the coolness from the wood on my back. All I wanted to do right now was to go home and cuddle up in my bed with a Hot chocolate in my favorite Starbucks mug that my aunt had bought me for Christmas last year. The tears started to pour down my face once again as I thought about home. A place that I would probably never see again. I just wanted to feel my face against my tinkerbell pillow and sit on the couch in the living room and watch degrassi re-runs. This was a place that I didn't really want to be but I didn't really have a choice at this point. I couldn't just get up and leave because frankly I have no idea in hell about where I currently am. I crawled from where I was resting on the floor to the Bed and pulled myself up onto it. I decided that maybe this was all actually just some crazy dream and I would wake up to my mother yelling at me because I'm late for school. Like always. I threw myself back onto the pillows and closed my eyes. I just wanted to be normal Bridgette peters again, not this crazy girl I'm starting to believe I am. My mom always said that counting sheep would help a person sleep, so i tried it. One. Two. three. I dozed off to the image of sheep jumping over a river in my head. Maybe I'm just as crazy as my mother.