Lizzie plopped into a chair at the kitchen counter. Her parents sat across the table and stared at her.

"What?"

"Lizzie... We have some news that may scare you... Oh my, how do I say this?" Jo McGuire turned to her husband.

"Um, Lizzie, maybe you should read this..." Sam handed his daughter a piece of slightly yellow paper. Lizzie furrowed her brow and read it. She gasped and grabbed onto the table as she finished reading the parchment. She looked up and into her parents eyes.

"How?"

"Well, Lizzie, I am..." Sam waved his hand around, trying to find the right word.

"You never TOLD ME!" Lizzie yelled.

"No. We wanted you to be normal, Lizzie, dear."

"I should know what I am! I have that right!" Lizzie stormed up to her room and slammed the door.

"Honey," Jo called after her daughter. She heard a slam inside of the room and knew her daughter had just flung herself on her bed. Then she heard sobs.
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"Katherine Sanders! You give me that letter this second!" Mrs. Sanders knocked on her daughter's bedroom door and got no response.

Kate glared towards the locked door and sat down on her white bed. She was sick of this constant bickering from her mother, not to mention the neglect. The only times Mrs. Sanders ever noticed Kate were when she did something negative. If it didn't change soon, Kate would have to leave. Ignoring her mother's yells, Kate ripped open the wax-sealed envelope and slowly smiled as she read it. This would mean she could leave home!

"Yes!" Kate yelled.

"Katherine, did you read it?!"

"What do you care?" Kate walked to her window and popped it open loud enough for her mother to hear.

"Kate! Don't go! Please!"

"I'm just going to Lizzie's, Mom." Kate yelled back. "As if you care" she added under her breath, jumping out the window.
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Mrs. McGuire opened the door wiping away a few tears form her eyes. She was surprised to see both Gordo and Kate standing in front of her. Gordo was as white as a dove and Kate was grinning broadly.

"Hey, guys. I'm not sure if right now is really the best time."

"Nooonsense, Mrs. McGuire! We are here to serve! We'll cheer you and whoever else needs it right up. Right, Gordo ol' chap?" Kate flung her arm around Gordo's shoulder and he moved to the side still in shock, nodding.

"Uhh...What?" Jo looked confused.

"We're here to see Lizzie." Kate said.

"Lizzie. See Lizzie." Gordo nodded along.

'Well, okay." Mrs. McGuire swung the door wide open for them.

Kate bounded up the stairs dragging Gordo by the wrist. She burst into Lizzie's room very excited. Lizzie was lying on her bed crying.

"Chin up, chica!" Kate flung her letter down onto Lizzie's bed. Lizzie looked up with a tear-streaked face.

"Are you kidding?"

"Read it!" Kate smiled. Lizzie picked up the letter and read slowly, occasionally wiping a tear from her face.

"Well, at least one of my friends will be with me."

"No way! Gordo's coming along too!" Kate put her arm around Gordo again.

"Is this true, Gordo?" Lizzie turned to him.

Gordo smiled and nodded. "Yes."

'Well, now I feel a little less lousy." Lizzie stood up. "Wouldn't it be weird if Miranda got one too?"
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"Edwardo, that shirt is simply awful," Mrs. Sanchez pointed to her husband's lime green shirt.

"You put all of my other clothes in the washer, though. This was all that was left!"

Mrs. Sanchez shrugged, "Point well taken." She opened the front door to her house and found Miranda sprawled out on the floor, clutching a letter in her hand.

"Oh my goodness, Miranda, sweetie," Mr. Sanchez knelt by his daughter while his wife took the letter from Miranda's white-knuckled hand.

"Edwardo..." She held the letter out.

"Drat. This comes the one day she has detention and we are late coming home!"

"What will we tell her?"

"The truth."

"The truth?" Are you insane?"

"Of course I am," he replied. "I married you, no?"

"Haha, very funny."

Miranda stirred and lifted her head up. "What happened?" She asked groggily.

"Uhh, well... Your mother has something to tell you." Mr. Sanchez stepped back and his wife sent him a glare.

"Coward," she mumbled. "Um, Miranda, sweetie. We have to tell you something. Uh, well, we're not who you think we are."

Miranda gasped, "I knew it! You aren't my real parents! You are government spies who know that I know the plans!"

Mr. Sanchez's eyes widened, "How did you know that?!"

"What your father means is we are magical."

"Huh?"

"We're a wizard and witch." Mrs. Sanchez explained.

"You should have told me." Miranda gave her parents the patented Miranda glare. Ooh, shivers. Mr. and Mrs. Sanchez tensed up expecting the worst from their daughter. A mad rage at the least. Then to their surprise she shrugged. "But oh well. Too late now. How do I get my supplies?"

"You mean you're not angry?" Mr. Sanchez asked confused.

"No actually. The way I see it: I get to leave my awful school and you two have some alone time. It's a win-win situation."

Her parents sighed with relief and told Miranda all about Hogwarts and Diagon Alley. Just virtually all about the wizarding world. Miranda's deep brown eyes grew wide with excitement as she soaked up each and every word.

"I just hafta tell Lizzie!" Miranda jumped up from her chair and grabbed the phone.

"Um, no, Miranda. You can't." Mr. Sanchez picked the phone form her hand.

"Why?"

"We can't tell anyone. If we were found out... Well, it would be bad."

Miranda frowned and nodded. "Well, I'm going to my room. Bye." She walked up the stairs slowly and into her room. She closed the door quietly then flopped onto her bed. She laid there for about three minutes just staring at the ceiling.

"Curses I can't stand it! So what if my best friend knows? She wouldn't tell anyone!" Miranda rolled over and grabbed her fuzzy phone. The line rang only a half of a ring and someone picked up.

"Hello?" Kate asked.

"Kate? Is Lizzie there?"

"Yeah. Hold on."

"Hello?" Lizzie's voice asked.

"Why is Kate there?" MIranda asked.

"Well, she just came over and she had some pretty big news."

"I'M GOING TO ENGLAND!" Kate yelled in the background. "I HAVE MAGICAL POWERS!"

Miranda gasped. "SO DO I!"

Lizzie returned the phone to her ear, "For grief's sake, Miranda. Was that nessacary?"

"Of course not but who cares?"

"Gordo is here too. He looks like a ghost."

Miranda snickered. "Gordo with a wand... That is cute."

"I know," Lizzie giggled.

"Well, I'll be over to your house soon, okay?"

"Okay. Bye."

"Ciao."

They hung up.
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"I can't believe we're going to have to get cauldrons. And black robes! I look awful in black!" Kate looked over her list again.

"Typical Kate. Always worrying about fashion." Gordo rolled his eyes.

Kate glared daggers down at him. "Want me to tell you where to stuff it, shorty?"

"Hey, that's my line!" Miranda countered.

Lizzie shook her head. "I so don't know you people." She rushed ahead of her friends.

In case you did not know, the group was in Diagon Alley. Their parents had dropped them off and stayed in the Leaky Cauldron. Well, most of their parents that is. Kate's mother had gone off on business and so the McGuire's had brought Kate along.

Lizzie lead the entire group into Flourish and Blotts.

"Mmmmkay.. Um. We're looking for Standard book of spells level one. Four copies." She looked up at the clerk who handed her the books she requested. "Also four copies of-" someone bumped into her. "Excuse you, watch where your going, would y- Oh!"

"Yeah. Oh is right, Lizzie McClumsy." The bumper returned glaring at Lizzie with a freezing glare from deep within her dark brown eyes.
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Who is this chick that Lizzie knows? Can you figure it out before I reveal?

Sorry it was kinda short! I'll try to have them at Hogwarts in the next three chapters. Hope you liked it!