A/N: I do not own any of the characters or anything like that. All that
belongs to Rachel Roberts. I only own the plot and story. ^^
::Chapter 9:: The Stone::
After hanging up the phone Kara laid on her bed. She sighed.
Everything was happening so fast. She could barely remember what her life was like only a few months ago before she found the stone. She would go to school, hang with friends, come home. . . Her worst fear was breaking a nail in public. But things have changed.
Should I ask Mom about magic? She thought to herself. Or maybe I should go through her old jewelry stuff and look for the stone? No. . . that would be wrong. Maybe I should just ask. . .
There was a knock on her door. She scrambled up on her bed. "Come in," she said.
The door slowly creaked open. Her mother stepped in. "Kara, sweetie, what's the matter? Ever since that sleepover you had the other night you haven't been the same."
Kara sighed. "I'm fine. I'm just feeling really confused."
"About what, hun?"
"Umm. . . nothing important," Kara lied.
Her mother smiled. "That's good. But you know that you can always tell me what's on your mind."
Kara smiled back. "Thanks Mom."
Mrs. Davies turned to leave.
"Mom- wait." Kara stopped her.
She slowly turned around. "What is it, Kara?"
"Mom. . . I know this is kind of out of the blue but. . . do you believe in magic?"
Mrs. Davies smiled. "Of course, dear."
Kara's eyes widened.
Her mother continued. "When your father and I first met, I've always believ-"
Kara rolled her eyes. "Not that kind of magic. . . I mean. . . real magic."
Leanne looked startled. "W-what do you mean, hun?"
Kara rolled her eyes again. "Mom, it's no use trying to hide it. I already know about everything. Avalon, Aldenmore, talking animals, magic stones. . ."
Her mother had a surprised expression on her face. "H-how. . . ?"
Kara explained everything. From the day she found out about magic, to the pictures in the attic, and to everything Mrs. Fletcher had told Emily.
"Oh my. . ." Mrs. Davies said.
"Do you still have it?" Kara asked.
"Have what, dear?"
"The stone."
Mrs. Davies paused.
"Well, do you?" Kara asked.
Her mother looked into her daughter's eyes. "Kara, I'm so sorry. I'm afraid over the years it has somehow gotten lost."
Kara felt like crying.
"I don't remember the last time I remember having it. . . I'm sure it's in this house somewhere."
Kara brightened up a little.
"Maybe you should check the attic."
Kara nodded. "Thanks Mom."
Her mother nodded, and left.
Kara immediately rushed upstairs into the attic. She turned on the light and searched box after box for the magic gem. Hours passed, and it was still no where to be seen.
Kara finally gave up. She slowly walked down the stairs. She headed towards her room. As she passes Kyle's room along the way, she felt something. It was as if something was drawing her into her brother's room.
She slowly stepped in. His room was a mess. The bed wasn't made, old school books were piled on the floor, and there was clothes thrown everywhere.
She was about to turn and leave when something caught her eye. Something sparkling.
She glanced towards it. It was coming from one of the pockets from a pair of pants that was thrown on the floor. She reached for it. She dug her hands into the pocket.
She pulled her hand out and yelped as she saw her hand was covered in already chewed gum. "Gross!" she yelled.
She wiped her hand on the pair of pants she was holding and carefully checked the pocket again. This time she felt something. Something warm. She pulled out her hand. She slowly unfolded her fingers.
Her eyes widened with surprise and she tried to stifle a squeal of delight. The crystal stone laying on the palm of her hand was glowing furiously. She had found her own stone!
Just then she remembered where she was. She looked around and saw the unmade bed and clothes.
What was the stone doing in Kyle's room?
(A/N: PLZ REVIEW!!)
::Chapter 9:: The Stone::
After hanging up the phone Kara laid on her bed. She sighed.
Everything was happening so fast. She could barely remember what her life was like only a few months ago before she found the stone. She would go to school, hang with friends, come home. . . Her worst fear was breaking a nail in public. But things have changed.
Should I ask Mom about magic? She thought to herself. Or maybe I should go through her old jewelry stuff and look for the stone? No. . . that would be wrong. Maybe I should just ask. . .
There was a knock on her door. She scrambled up on her bed. "Come in," she said.
The door slowly creaked open. Her mother stepped in. "Kara, sweetie, what's the matter? Ever since that sleepover you had the other night you haven't been the same."
Kara sighed. "I'm fine. I'm just feeling really confused."
"About what, hun?"
"Umm. . . nothing important," Kara lied.
Her mother smiled. "That's good. But you know that you can always tell me what's on your mind."
Kara smiled back. "Thanks Mom."
Mrs. Davies turned to leave.
"Mom- wait." Kara stopped her.
She slowly turned around. "What is it, Kara?"
"Mom. . . I know this is kind of out of the blue but. . . do you believe in magic?"
Mrs. Davies smiled. "Of course, dear."
Kara's eyes widened.
Her mother continued. "When your father and I first met, I've always believ-"
Kara rolled her eyes. "Not that kind of magic. . . I mean. . . real magic."
Leanne looked startled. "W-what do you mean, hun?"
Kara rolled her eyes again. "Mom, it's no use trying to hide it. I already know about everything. Avalon, Aldenmore, talking animals, magic stones. . ."
Her mother had a surprised expression on her face. "H-how. . . ?"
Kara explained everything. From the day she found out about magic, to the pictures in the attic, and to everything Mrs. Fletcher had told Emily.
"Oh my. . ." Mrs. Davies said.
"Do you still have it?" Kara asked.
"Have what, dear?"
"The stone."
Mrs. Davies paused.
"Well, do you?" Kara asked.
Her mother looked into her daughter's eyes. "Kara, I'm so sorry. I'm afraid over the years it has somehow gotten lost."
Kara felt like crying.
"I don't remember the last time I remember having it. . . I'm sure it's in this house somewhere."
Kara brightened up a little.
"Maybe you should check the attic."
Kara nodded. "Thanks Mom."
Her mother nodded, and left.
Kara immediately rushed upstairs into the attic. She turned on the light and searched box after box for the magic gem. Hours passed, and it was still no where to be seen.
Kara finally gave up. She slowly walked down the stairs. She headed towards her room. As she passes Kyle's room along the way, she felt something. It was as if something was drawing her into her brother's room.
She slowly stepped in. His room was a mess. The bed wasn't made, old school books were piled on the floor, and there was clothes thrown everywhere.
She was about to turn and leave when something caught her eye. Something sparkling.
She glanced towards it. It was coming from one of the pockets from a pair of pants that was thrown on the floor. She reached for it. She dug her hands into the pocket.
She pulled her hand out and yelped as she saw her hand was covered in already chewed gum. "Gross!" she yelled.
She wiped her hand on the pair of pants she was holding and carefully checked the pocket again. This time she felt something. Something warm. She pulled out her hand. She slowly unfolded her fingers.
Her eyes widened with surprise and she tried to stifle a squeal of delight. The crystal stone laying on the palm of her hand was glowing furiously. She had found her own stone!
Just then she remembered where she was. She looked around and saw the unmade bed and clothes.
What was the stone doing in Kyle's room?
(A/N: PLZ REVIEW!!)