My caramel is getting stuck in my teeth. I'm happy for the reviews. This is a remake of a story I made previously I will also do a remake of it's sequel (House of Anubis: The Next Generation) so if anyone recognizes the plot or Skylar, PM me. I already got one message from someone who remembers the story and what Skylar is.

Disclaimer: If I owned this, Season 2 would use some of this stuff

What would you do if you had the power to change the future? I guess I should start from the day I started. I am Skylar Catsin and this is my story.

"See ya tomorrow Sky!" Ally yelled as her car drove away from our school.

I heaved my bag over my shoulder and started walking towards the bus stop. That was usually my routine, say bye to Ally then take the bus home to see my sister already sitting their. Life was pretty boring, there was no mystery or adventure and I was just normal. There had to be more to life! Right?

This day has to be different! I know it will! I walked down passed the bus stop. The thing about our city bus was that it was dirty and smelled like old men and ladies with too much perfume, not the best combo if you think about it. Anyway, I walked down a dark alley, I know that bad stuff happens in the alleys but this isn't some cheesy cop show where I find a dead body covered in blood and flies.

"Hey there Girlie" Someone whispered, sending chills up my back.

"Leave me alone"

I kept walking but I felt him following me. It was as if he knew who I was. Dang it! Life is like a cheesy cop show, isn't it? Suddenly, I felt my body being pulled back by someone. I turned around to see a man with an evil grin.

"Struggling won't help you at all" He said in a perfect British accent.

Soon enough, I was being dragged to a grimy van covered in dust. What is it with me and dirty vehicles? Random British dude was pushing me into the back of the van.

"Can you please tell me what the hell is going on?" I asked, totally confused.

"I need you," He explained. "To go to a school in England, you are already enrolled in the school and I have money for you to buy clothes"

Creeped out, I said, "You kidnapped me to go to a freaking school in England? Do you need me to take you to a hospital cause Yoma Linda Behavioral Medicine Center is a pretty nice place." I said, cautiously.

"I didn't kidnap you just for you to go to a God Damn school!" Her yelled. "You have a… gift, a gift that will help me"

This was getting weird. What kind of gift would I have? I was starting to think about how I should have gone on the bus and sat with that old man who always ate cheese and held a chicken. Dang, I must have been really desperate to think that.

It seemed as if we had been driving for hours when we finally stopped. I stared out the window and noticed an airport. I probably would've noticed that earlier if I hadn't been reading. Of course Mr. I-Kidnap-You-So-You-Can-Go-To-A-Random-School was driving towards it. Maybe I could run away once we reach the airport, their had to be millions of people running around over there.

Sadly, he drove towards the fancy private planes. How rich was this guy? I hate my life right now. How will I explain this one to my teachers? "Sorry I wasn't at school, a crazy guy kidnapped me and I can't do anything about it." I bet they never heard that one before.

"Girlie!" I snapped my head up and faced the man who was defiantly angry. "That plane is going to take you to England. I hired a limo to take you and your bags over to the school." He then handed me and Ipod and a cell phone. "No contact with anyone from America at all. Understand me?" I nodded. "Good. Off you go."

I walked up the steps and into the jet. It looked sorta like a small living room with three couches, a TV, a fridge, and a bowl of fruit. I jumped on the couch and picked up the remote, surfing through endless channels until I found some pay-per-view movies. Being difficult, I ordered all eight of the Harry Potter movies to watch while I flew from Sunny California to England.

How-Ever-Many-Hours-It-Takes-To-Get-To-England-Later/ The Next Day

I woke up the next day, thinking that yesterday was just a dream. I was at my house and my mom would come in any second, telling me to get up. My little sister would be carrying our cat around and wearing some ridiculously frilly tutu. My step-dad would be cooking some eggs and then give them to my mom. I had to be at home, I just had to.

When I finally opened my eyes, I realized that I was in the plane and it had landed. I went through one of the suitcases he left with me and pulled out a white tank-top, a plaid button up and a pair of jeans. Why did I have to get kidnapped? Why couldn't I t have been a hobo or my science teacher!

"Miss Catsin!" I turned around to see an elderly man looking at me. "You're limo awaits"

Maybe, just maybe, I could get used to this.

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~Skylar of Hufflepuff~