Part Six- Just a child

Sandry couldn't believe she was so nervous about talking to her uncle, after all, not too long ago he had suggested that she move to Winding Circle Temple. Yet her nerves were buzzing as she tried to find the courage to discuss it. She looked at herself in the mirror, and all she saw was a girl, only a girl. With long sandy hair, who looked completely awkward and nervous. She stared at her reflection, unable to believe the girl staring back at her had any magi, or anything special about her at all. She just looked like a normal girl.

Sandry turned away from the mirror, and, surprisingly, felt calmer. She could do this, she could tell her uncle about her magic, and ask him about staying at Winding Circle. She knew she could.

The next time Sandry saw her uncle was that night at dinner. They sat in silence for a while as they ate as Sandry, despite her newfound calmness, still didn't know how to bring it up.

"How was it today?" Her uncle asked. "Did you have fun?"

Sandry nodded. "Yes, I did. And uncle, I nee to tell you something."

"What is it?" he asked, voicing concern.

"Niko, told me I have magic, all us children do." Sandry said, then trembled, awaiting her uncle's reaction.

"Well, he should know." Sandry's uncle said, after a while. "Will you begin learning about it soon?"

Sandry gaped at him. "You know I'll need training?"

"Of course." Her uncle replied. "In fact, you should probably go to Winding Circle to live for a while."

Sandry sat there staring at him, while feeling incredibly foolish. She had been so nervous about talking to him about leaving here to live there and then he just suggests it. She felt so stupid for it. She should know her uncle better, know that he always wants what's best for her.

"That's what I was going to ask." Sandry said, happily. "You don't mind?"

"Oh." Her uncle raised an eyebrow. "You were nervous about asking me?"

Sandry nodded and grinned. "Pretty stupid, huh?"

Her uncle laughed. "No. You're just a child. Only, you're been through so much that even you forget that sometimes."

Sandry nodded and thought about this piece of wisdom, which seemed to be so true.

"Would you like to go pack?" Her uncle offered after a while. "You could leave as soon as tomorrow, or even the next day."

Sandry nodded, and grinned wryly as she left the table and went to her room. She was going to Winding Circle, to learn about magic, but better than magic, weaving.

Okay I'm going to end this now because it is so terrible I couldn't possibly continue. The only reason I'm going to post this is because I haven't updated in a while and feel I should. PLEASE anyone who has any ideas about this story, don't be afraid to tell me. Coz I really need something. Desperately.

wishicouldreadmore: Thanks 4 ur review, and yea why not. Their like a young thirteenish. And Tris will be trusting...eventually.

Liarra: thanks, glad u think its awesome, hope this chapter doesnt change that too much

warrior of tortall: Thanks 4 reviewing, i will write on.

seirien: Yes, they are sounding very mature ten year olds, but if u look up at wat i wrote for wishicouldreadmore they are now thirteenish.

Psycholioness: Yes, grammer is not my strong point