A/N ~~~ This story is dedicated to two of my best friends, Megan and Kristin, or as they are known here, Kiana and Ariana.
(I am Silvanna) We have put in some of our inside jokes, (as if you couldn't guess that from the title!)
and even if it seems pointless and corny to you, it means a great deal to us!
(to Kiana and Ariana- Remember, Kualumpar doesn't have houses, it has towers!!!)
Disclaimer~~~ As if you couldn't tell-----
this story is clearly modeled after J.K. Rowling's wonderful invention of Harry Potter,
but the plot is all mine, even if the idea behind the place and some of the classes aren't. Thank you J.K.!!!
The Letter
Kiana ran across the room, nearly knocking over her little brother in her haste.
"Mom, mom," she yelled at the top of her lungs, as her brother shot her a dirty look from across the room.
"I made it! I passed! I'm going to Kualumpar!" Her mom turned around.
"Kualumpar?" she questioned, a strange look on her face as Kiana was leaping around the room.
"Honey, it's great that you passed, but are you sure you want to go to Kualumpar? What about Canard? It's a fine school, and it is closer to home."
Kiana stared at her mom. Her little brother, Max, looked up.
"Kiana's going away? Kiana, can I have your room?"
Kiana glared at her little brother and turned back to her mom.
"But mom," she said persuasively,
"Kualumpar is one of the top schools. It's way better than Canard. Besides, I am one of the only ones who passed the entrance test. Aren't you proud?" Her mom smiled.
"Of course I'm proud, Kiana. I just don't want you to move so far away from home, that's all,"
she gave Kiana a hug. "Come on, let's go make a pie to celebrate." Kiana followed her mom into the kitchen.
"Can we make Banana Cream? It's my favorite," she said, skipping after her mom.
"Of course, Kiana. Now come and help me make this pie." Max followed them into the kitchen.
"Let me help, Mom, I want to lick the bowl." Kiana discreetly kicked him. "Owwww, mom, she kicked me."
"Did not you little liar!"
"Kiana don't kick your brother. Max, go play in your room."
(I am Silvanna) We have put in some of our inside jokes, (as if you couldn't guess that from the title!)
and even if it seems pointless and corny to you, it means a great deal to us!
(to Kiana and Ariana- Remember, Kualumpar doesn't have houses, it has towers!!!)
Disclaimer~~~ As if you couldn't tell-----
this story is clearly modeled after J.K. Rowling's wonderful invention of Harry Potter,
but the plot is all mine, even if the idea behind the place and some of the classes aren't. Thank you J.K.!!!
The Letter
Kiana ran across the room, nearly knocking over her little brother in her haste.
"Mom, mom," she yelled at the top of her lungs, as her brother shot her a dirty look from across the room.
"I made it! I passed! I'm going to Kualumpar!" Her mom turned around.
"Kualumpar?" she questioned, a strange look on her face as Kiana was leaping around the room.
"Honey, it's great that you passed, but are you sure you want to go to Kualumpar? What about Canard? It's a fine school, and it is closer to home."
Kiana stared at her mom. Her little brother, Max, looked up.
"Kiana's going away? Kiana, can I have your room?"
Kiana glared at her little brother and turned back to her mom.
"But mom," she said persuasively,
"Kualumpar is one of the top schools. It's way better than Canard. Besides, I am one of the only ones who passed the entrance test. Aren't you proud?" Her mom smiled.
"Of course I'm proud, Kiana. I just don't want you to move so far away from home, that's all,"
she gave Kiana a hug. "Come on, let's go make a pie to celebrate." Kiana followed her mom into the kitchen.
"Can we make Banana Cream? It's my favorite," she said, skipping after her mom.
"Of course, Kiana. Now come and help me make this pie." Max followed them into the kitchen.
"Let me help, Mom, I want to lick the bowl." Kiana discreetly kicked him. "Owwww, mom, she kicked me."
"Did not you little liar!"
"Kiana don't kick your brother. Max, go play in your room."