Chapter 2: The Family
i So, I have discovered his name. He is Alistair Finley, he is from South Hampton, England, and is a good wood bane. He asked me, Muriel McEwan Riordan Niall Calemon, to be his girlfriend. Goddess, thank you for this.
Mumerali
Alistair and I hurried back to the house, just as her granmum, Morgan, pulled into their drive.
"Hullo granmum!" I yelled, and ran down the drive to greet her.
"Hello, darling." She said in her American accent, giving me a big hug. "So, who is this gentleman?"
"This is my new friend, and possibly boyfriend, if he gets yours and mums approval, Alistair Finley. He just moved here from England. He's a good wood bane, like you."
"Mrs. Riordan Niall, its beyond a pleasure to be meeting you right now." Alistair said extending his hand to granmum.
"Nice to meet you, Alistair", granmum said. I just stared at them both. She was a lot older then the granmum I had seen in pictures before she had helped defeat the dark wave twice. But, I would imagine all of the hardships she has been through would be enough to gray anyone. Alistair on the other hand was obvious to be my age. His long dark hair stopping right above his shoulders, his steel gray eyes mysterious beyond belief.
"Well, Alistair, granmum, are you going to stand outside till noon, or would you both like to come inside. I am sure mum has made a nice pot of tea by now, and we have a fresh stock of pop in the refrigerator." I said, seeing a smirk on my granmum's face. I had said pop, referring to soda, as she was born in America, and lived there until she was about 19, when she moved over here with my granda, she still hadn't grown accustomed to some of our slang.
Granmum, Alistair, and I walked up the drive and walked through the door. Da was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper, and said mum was in the bathroom. I introduced Alistair to da, and then gave him a tour of my house. When we got up to my bedroom, he paused.
"It is everything I could have imagined the bedroom of a teen witch with your heritage would look like." He grinned as he ran his fingers gently through my hair. We weren't even dating yet, would he dare kiss me, I thought as he stared into my bedroom some more. "So this is the bed that the Goddess's incarnation sleeps on every night?" He asked, as he bounced his hand up and down on the mattress. He had called me the Goddess's incarnation, that was too big of a compliment to comprehend.
"Yes, I will date you Alistair." I answered to the thoughts he had running through his head. He was afraid that I wouldn't say yes, because my family wouldn't like him.
"Really?" he asked, taking my hand. "Why the sudden decision change?"
I was unsure how to answer the question, it wasn't fully because he called me the Goddess's incarnation, it was just a feeling deep inside the pit of my stomach, that told me I should go ahead and date him. Maybe it was my granmum trying to send that to me in a witch message, but if that was the case I surely would have been able to hear it fully, I've been able to send and receive witch messages since I was three. Maybe there was a reason I didn't know who it was coming from. "I'm not sure exactly." I answered, not lying. "I had this feeling inside of me saying, he is the one for you, go ahead and date him, nothing will happen to you, and as a witch, I've been taught to follow my instincts closely.
Just then, Alistair leaned over gently and kissed my lips. It felt so natural, so right. "We better be getting back down stairs, don't you think?" I said, I was afraid that it would go further and then if my mum walked in, it wouldn't leave a very good impression. He agreed, and we hurried down stairs so that he could meet mum.
"Good morning mum." I said leaning over and giving mum a kiss on the forehead.
"Good morning dear. How much studying did you get done last night before you fell asleep?" Mum asked. She smelt of honeysuckle and roses, she must have gone into the garden for her cup of tea when she woke up.
"I got a lot done." I lied. I don't know why I even bothered, she could see right through me and see exactly what I did and didn't. She was a lot more powerful then me.
"Sure, that's what they all say. So who is this boy, and who is the boy you were thinking about last night?" She asked, teasingly.
"Mum," I said in shock. "This is my new boyfriend, Alistair Finley, he just moved from South Hampton, England, and is a good wood bane, like us." My da rolled his eyes when he heard me say this. Although I said that we were wood bane, I wasn't fully. Granmum Morgan was full wood bane, half good half bad, granda was half wood bane, half wyndenkell, making my mom ¾ wood bane, and my da is a rowanwand, so I'm actually about ½ wood bane and then some wyndenkell and some rowanwand, but people know me more for my wood bane heritage. "He, as a matter of fact, is also the boy I was thinking about last night."
"You were thinking about me last night?" Alistair asked. I wasn't sure if he was confused, shocked or happy.
"Aye, I did. But I didn't know your name, nor did I know you were wiccan." I said, my knees were shaking and I was embarrassed to answer that question.
"Oh okay then." Alistair said. Then I got a witch message. *The fact is, I thought about you a lot last night too.* "I'm going to have to get going, my mom will be waking up soon. Hey Muriel, would you be interested in joining us for dinner this evening?"
"Mum?" I asked, sending her a witch message to please allow me to go.
"Yes honey, you may go, Alistair, she can come over after she finishes her lessons with her granmum, which should be about 1 or 2 pm." She seemed sincere enough about letting me go, but her lecture reminded me that I was studying with granmum today, and I hadn't reviewed all week. I was going to be in such trouble if she realized it.
"Well, see you later Muriel." he said, giving me a hug goodbye. "Mrs. Riordan Niall, Mrs. Riordan Niall Calemon, it has been beyond a pleasure meeting you both. Mr. Calemon, it was nice meeting you. Good bye."
(please tell me how its going so far, because if you don't like it THAT much, I'll stop writting them, to save some space. If you critize me, please also include how I could improve)
i So, I have discovered his name. He is Alistair Finley, he is from South Hampton, England, and is a good wood bane. He asked me, Muriel McEwan Riordan Niall Calemon, to be his girlfriend. Goddess, thank you for this.
Mumerali
Alistair and I hurried back to the house, just as her granmum, Morgan, pulled into their drive.
"Hullo granmum!" I yelled, and ran down the drive to greet her.
"Hello, darling." She said in her American accent, giving me a big hug. "So, who is this gentleman?"
"This is my new friend, and possibly boyfriend, if he gets yours and mums approval, Alistair Finley. He just moved here from England. He's a good wood bane, like you."
"Mrs. Riordan Niall, its beyond a pleasure to be meeting you right now." Alistair said extending his hand to granmum.
"Nice to meet you, Alistair", granmum said. I just stared at them both. She was a lot older then the granmum I had seen in pictures before she had helped defeat the dark wave twice. But, I would imagine all of the hardships she has been through would be enough to gray anyone. Alistair on the other hand was obvious to be my age. His long dark hair stopping right above his shoulders, his steel gray eyes mysterious beyond belief.
"Well, Alistair, granmum, are you going to stand outside till noon, or would you both like to come inside. I am sure mum has made a nice pot of tea by now, and we have a fresh stock of pop in the refrigerator." I said, seeing a smirk on my granmum's face. I had said pop, referring to soda, as she was born in America, and lived there until she was about 19, when she moved over here with my granda, she still hadn't grown accustomed to some of our slang.
Granmum, Alistair, and I walked up the drive and walked through the door. Da was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper, and said mum was in the bathroom. I introduced Alistair to da, and then gave him a tour of my house. When we got up to my bedroom, he paused.
"It is everything I could have imagined the bedroom of a teen witch with your heritage would look like." He grinned as he ran his fingers gently through my hair. We weren't even dating yet, would he dare kiss me, I thought as he stared into my bedroom some more. "So this is the bed that the Goddess's incarnation sleeps on every night?" He asked, as he bounced his hand up and down on the mattress. He had called me the Goddess's incarnation, that was too big of a compliment to comprehend.
"Yes, I will date you Alistair." I answered to the thoughts he had running through his head. He was afraid that I wouldn't say yes, because my family wouldn't like him.
"Really?" he asked, taking my hand. "Why the sudden decision change?"
I was unsure how to answer the question, it wasn't fully because he called me the Goddess's incarnation, it was just a feeling deep inside the pit of my stomach, that told me I should go ahead and date him. Maybe it was my granmum trying to send that to me in a witch message, but if that was the case I surely would have been able to hear it fully, I've been able to send and receive witch messages since I was three. Maybe there was a reason I didn't know who it was coming from. "I'm not sure exactly." I answered, not lying. "I had this feeling inside of me saying, he is the one for you, go ahead and date him, nothing will happen to you, and as a witch, I've been taught to follow my instincts closely.
Just then, Alistair leaned over gently and kissed my lips. It felt so natural, so right. "We better be getting back down stairs, don't you think?" I said, I was afraid that it would go further and then if my mum walked in, it wouldn't leave a very good impression. He agreed, and we hurried down stairs so that he could meet mum.
"Good morning mum." I said leaning over and giving mum a kiss on the forehead.
"Good morning dear. How much studying did you get done last night before you fell asleep?" Mum asked. She smelt of honeysuckle and roses, she must have gone into the garden for her cup of tea when she woke up.
"I got a lot done." I lied. I don't know why I even bothered, she could see right through me and see exactly what I did and didn't. She was a lot more powerful then me.
"Sure, that's what they all say. So who is this boy, and who is the boy you were thinking about last night?" She asked, teasingly.
"Mum," I said in shock. "This is my new boyfriend, Alistair Finley, he just moved from South Hampton, England, and is a good wood bane, like us." My da rolled his eyes when he heard me say this. Although I said that we were wood bane, I wasn't fully. Granmum Morgan was full wood bane, half good half bad, granda was half wood bane, half wyndenkell, making my mom ¾ wood bane, and my da is a rowanwand, so I'm actually about ½ wood bane and then some wyndenkell and some rowanwand, but people know me more for my wood bane heritage. "He, as a matter of fact, is also the boy I was thinking about last night."
"You were thinking about me last night?" Alistair asked. I wasn't sure if he was confused, shocked or happy.
"Aye, I did. But I didn't know your name, nor did I know you were wiccan." I said, my knees were shaking and I was embarrassed to answer that question.
"Oh okay then." Alistair said. Then I got a witch message. *The fact is, I thought about you a lot last night too.* "I'm going to have to get going, my mom will be waking up soon. Hey Muriel, would you be interested in joining us for dinner this evening?"
"Mum?" I asked, sending her a witch message to please allow me to go.
"Yes honey, you may go, Alistair, she can come over after she finishes her lessons with her granmum, which should be about 1 or 2 pm." She seemed sincere enough about letting me go, but her lecture reminded me that I was studying with granmum today, and I hadn't reviewed all week. I was going to be in such trouble if she realized it.
"Well, see you later Muriel." he said, giving me a hug goodbye. "Mrs. Riordan Niall, Mrs. Riordan Niall Calemon, it has been beyond a pleasure meeting you both. Mr. Calemon, it was nice meeting you. Good bye."
(please tell me how its going so far, because if you don't like it THAT much, I'll stop writting them, to save some space. If you critize me, please also include how I could improve)