Chapter Two

Kelly stepped off of the aeroplane, she took a deep breath and familiarised herself with the surroundings. She collected the little belongings she managed to put together before leaving and called a taxi.

Kelly soon arrived at the huge boarding school. She scanned the building, and got the impression that it was a prison. It was big, in the style of a castle. The taxi drove down the straight road leading to it and pulled up right beside the huge building.

"Thank you" Kelly said as she climbed out of the car and paid the taxi driver. She climbed up the huge steps which led up to the school. Kelly opened the door to the school and was immediately welcomed by a receptionist.

"Can I help you miss?"

"Yes, I'm Kelly Taylor, I'm looking for someone who lives here" Kelly replied, the receptionist listened and was shocked when she heard Kelly's American accent, "My sister" Kelly continued.

"Are you registered as a next of kin?"

"Um no I'm not, we've never actually met. You see my mother is dying and she only just told me about her" Kelly explained, the receptionist looked stunned, and quite speechless, she paused and then finally said,

"Do you know what her name is?

"Yes, Megan" Kelly asked, hoping the receptionist would not ask for a surname, as Kelly didn't know who Megan's father was.

"Oh Megan?" The receptionist explained, "Meg has family?!"

"Yeah" Kelly replied, a knot in her throat choked her speech as she felt guilty for not being Megan's sister for almost 16 years.

"God that poor girl's been here for years"

"Well hopefully she won't be staying here for much longer if you'll help me?" Kelly said.

"Yes, yes you'll have to speak with the headmistress first before I can allow you to see her"

"Yes I understand" Kelly replied, "Thank you"

The receptionist scurried off and returned a few minutes later.

"The headmistress will see you now"

"Thank you" Kelly replied, the receptionist led Kelly to a huge office, which looked like a library.

"Hello" The smart, posh headmistress said, "I'm Mrs Kensington, and you are?"

"Kelly Taylor" Kelly replied, trying to sound posh too, but failing miserably.

"I believe you want to see Megan?"

"Yes, I've recently found out that she is my sister, so I've come to take her home"

"Well I'm afraid it's not that simple. Megan is under the impression that she has no family. She's been at this school for almost 13 years"

"I'm aware of that but you see my mother has cancer and she needs to see Megan before she dies, to apologise"

"Well firstly you can quite easily pull her out of school, providing that you will ensure she will attend another school"

"I can assure you she will, I work at a school in Los Angeles" Kelly protested.

"But secondly, you must have Megan's consent to remove her from school, she is very confused and scattered. She's a lovely girl don't get me wrong, but she just has a lot of questions about why she is here and not where she was born"

"What does she actually know about that?" Kelly inquired.

"To be honest, not much. She knows that her mother couldn't look after her, she is certain it was because she didn't love her. She obviously knows she is American, she has tried so hard to keep her accent, she feels that is the only thing of her family she can hold on to"

"Has my mother been in contact at all?"

"She was when Megan first came here, she would check on her from time to time through phone calls, but gradually the contact would be less often, and she always refused to speak to Megan. There were a few letters but no address for Megan to reply to. I don't think Megan could have felt more detached from her"

"God if I'd have known it would have all been so different" Kelly confessed.

"I understand, she's a lovely girl, she's smart, pretty, but there's just a piece of her missing. I think it's time you went to meet her, she should be in her dormitory. I shall take you to her"

"Thank you" Kelly replied.