I'm a witch! : Chapter 2
As I sat in the school bus that early Monday morning I stared out into the morning sky. The sun still barely awake from nights' slumber. And the blue sky with hints of pink and orange. The cloudless sky, telling me that that there are endless possibilities. Whether the world of magic is true or not, I have those possibilities ahead of me…
As we got closer to the High School I hesitated. And I asked myself, 'If this is truly true, if I am to enter this school, Hogwarts it's called, what will I do? My life as I know it will truly change. And my classes, oh! What about those classes I love? It seems that they do not offer it…' and a sigh escaped me.
As I entered the building I looked for my best friend, Ashley Coleman. I saw her waiting at the benches by the main entrance.
" Hey Ashie"
"All right Cristy"
"What? You still call yourselves that? We're not in grammar school" Cathie jokingly said as she came to us with her boyfriend, Marc.
"Oh, Cathryn!'' I said, " you still remember when we were Ashie, Cathie, and Cristy?" then I smiled at them, though it was fake.
"Yeah, Cathryn. Now you're with Marc, not us." Ashley said.
"What?!" Cathie replied, " It's not my fault that I fall in love." Then she gave her boyfriend a flirtatious look
"And change your name." I said or rather mumbled quite loudly. When I said this Cathie immediately looked at me and said, "What on earth do you mean I changed my name?" quite offended.
" You're no longer Cathie. But Cathryn. I didn't know that going to school in New York means changing your name …" then quietly to Ashie, "and getting a boyfriend." I replied as took a look at Marc and Cathie. Ashley gave a little smirk.
It was true. The three of us were inseparable, the best of friends. But in the seventh grade Cathie went to New York with her father and went to school in the Big Apple. When she arrived back this year, she was no longer Cathie. But Cathryn, and considers herself to be more sophisticated. I had known her my whole life, or at least since the first grade. Ashley moved here from England when she was ten, we were in the fourth grade then. She still hasn't lost her accent, language, humour, and Brit slang. The foreign exchange students first thought that she too was an exchange, but from Britain of course! But the reason why she is still purely British, with a little American rubbed off, is because every summer she visits her grandmother in Surrey.
A few minutes later the bell rang.
"See ya later alligator!" I said to Ashley as I headed upstairs to my locker.
" You too, mate! See ya 2nd period!"
On the other hand Cathie, and well Marc just went away, snubbed us and left with a "hmph!"
I proceeded to go up the stairs and to my locker. Once I had opened it, I saw a letter similar to the one I had gotten last Saturday.
It said on the envelope:
Ms. Crstyn Maude Farrell
Locker number 1254
Riverside High School
Orange County, VA
I wondered why did they send me another letter? Is this another hoax? Or are they confessing to the hoax? But the question is… How did they know my full name? Only those close friends know it.
I put the letter in my binder and got my books for 1st period ready. As I walked down the hallway I tried to get my mind away from my worries by looking at other people and my surroundings. But I found no comfort, I was disgusted that on the corners of the hallways there were couples snogging and none of the teachers seem to have noticed.
I was the first to arrive in my 1st period Chemistry class. Since no one was there I decided to open up my letter. And somehow I felt relieved that the letter was identical to the one I had earlier received. While still in my happy mood Monet Andersen arrived.
"Hey Monet" I said
"what up man?"
"nothing really."
" come on girl, you're lyin' I can see something's goin' on." She said with a smile.
" yeah, somethin's goin' on. But I can't tell ya. It's a secret that even Ashley doesn't know."
"wha- Ashley? Coleman? Your best friend? And ya idn't tell her." She replied with a surprised look on her face, she then continued "Girl, you can't keep many secrets in ya. Sooner or later you'd have to tell someone."
"I know Monet"
'I know…'
~~~~~~~~~ 7th Period ~~~~~~~
As I sat in my socials class I kept thinking if I should inform my family of the letter. I hadn't noticed the bell had already rung until I saw people leaving the classroom. As I hurried out the classroom, out of the school, and onto my bus I still had the same thoughts running in my head. When I got home, I was quite surprised. My mother, who was usually out of the country, was home. She was at the end of the driver, to meet Mischa and I from the bus.
"hey mum!" I greeted her as I arrived home.
" hey" she replied.
Mischa just stared at her in surprise, and she finally said " hiya auntie."
***** in the house, in Crystn's room, after dinner.*****
"Crystn," her mother said " there's something I've been meaning to tell you" her mother paused for a while, then continued, "Crystn. You are adopted and not my real daughter. My child was born dead, therefore I have no child living. I adopted you a week after you were born, a week after the birth and death of my real daughter. A friend of my ex-husband's co-worker had a daughter. That daughter is you. You were not able to live with your true parents because of causes I do not know of, a secret that only they and those involved know of. Have you gotten any letters lately?"
"yes, mum" I replied
"well… show them to me."
I got my Hogwarts acceptance letter out of my school bag and showed it to her. "My letter is for me to attend some wizarding school in the UK, so I'm guessing this is a hoax."
Crystn's mother smiled and said, "No darling, this isn't a hoax. This is the truth. Your birth parents were of the wizarding world."