Chapter 8

I woke up that morning feeling as if I had the best nights sleep ever! Though I'm not sure why. I got up and looked up around my room for the last time. It was not a dull room that was for sure. The had Harry Potter sheets, a Twilight Quilt and Naruto Uzamaki and Gaara for a pillow case. The bed was a complete disaster at the moment form me sleeping in it. I had the Twilight Saga, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, The Outsiders, Pirates of the Caribbean, X Men, Inuyasha, Naruto, Charmed, House, NCIS, Avatar the Last Air Bender, Codlyoko, Vampire Academy series, House of Night, Darkest Powers series, Evermore series, Night World, Wolves, Foxes, and White tiger posters all over the walls. I had a brown dresser in the far back corner and a desk near the wall beside it. I had giant stuff animals of all kinds along the rest of the wall. Along the wall that didn't have a stuff animal or poster, I had a bunch of knickknacks of different kinds of many shelves. I loved my room. Even though wasn't a dull room it defiantly was different.

"Wow." Alice said, pulling me out of thoughts, "Go to bed at eight and wake up at ten in the morning. There was no reason for you to sleep in."

"How about running into a burning building, saving twins, shopping for four hours, and going through a supernatural change?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, maybe you do have a reason." She said, seeming to be in deep thought. I remember our fight with the woman ghost. Then quickly put it to the back of my head. There was no way I was thinking about what people seem to think I am. "I'd say go eat breakfast, but you have two hours until lunch and you have to be at the school before lunch time."

"Your right." I said. I had packed my things in my Twilight V.S. Harry Potter suitcase. If I hadn't made it obvious before, the Twilight Sage was my favorite move and Harry Potter was my second. There always competing for the first place. I have trouble choosing on most days. I like it better when I don't have to think about shows or movies or books. Like the past month! Been way too busy.

I pulled on a nice blue dress that went down to my ankles, but did not cling to my body. I slipped on my flip flops. I headed down stairs with my suitcase and Alice.

Dad was in the living room. "Hey, dad." I said, sitting on the arm of the couch, suitcase on my lap.

"Oh hey sleep head. Be ready to leave in an hour." He told me, switching the channel to CNT. They were playing country music videos like every morning. I had gotten my father's addiction to country music. My mother absolutely hated it. I was not aloud to play it around her. Dustin likes all kind of music. We share our albums a lot.

"I'm ready." I told him. I slipped onto the couch, enjoying the music video Tear Drops on My Guitar by Taylor Swift. I absolutely loved her songs. She was one of my favorite Artist. I had planned to put my fav singer on my wall fav, but I have a hard time choosing between most of them. Taylor, Tim McGraw, Faith Hill, and Rascal Flatts were the only ones I was certain about.

Dad spent most of his time on the TV when he wasn't at work. It was a giant plasma screen and he couldn't get over how cool it was. Wait until he has to lave today. That's probably one reason he's watching it now, not just because of the music videos.

"Lizy, come in here for a second." Mom called.

"Hold on a sec." I called back. The music video just ended, just as God Bless the Broken Road by Rascal Flatts came on. I groaned as I got up and went to the kitchen, "What is it mom? And can we hurry, God Bless the Broken Road is on? We can't hear it in her because you don't like country." I slumped.

"You have all of your favorite songs on your ipod. Now eat an apple before you leave." She told me.

"Fine." I went to the kitchen and took out a green apple. I ate it as I made my way back into the living room.

I cursed in my head as I realized that I missed half of the song already. I really wished they didn't go so fast.

By 10:30 there was a knock on the door. Mom answered it and I knew it was Grandma Iris.

"Hey dad, I got a question." I announced as there was a commercial.

"Is there some kind of drive way or parking lot at the school?" I asked.

"Yeah there's always a back entrance." Dad said.

"Fascinating." I muttered sarcastically. "Then we can drive my car."

"Yes, we would like you to have your car on hand, even though you will be in the same town." He said.

We ended out conversation there.

By eleven, we were driving to the school. Dad and Dustin were in my car, while Mom and Grandma Iris were in Mom's purples mustang. They all had come so they can come say goodbye to me. We were going straight to the Head Mistress's office. Grandma Iris had called in before hand.