Chapter 3 – The Letter
Ever since Bec had told Hayley about the strange things that had been happening to her Hayley had been distant. One conversation had changed their friendship; it looked like they would never be best friends again. Hayley now spent most of her days at Reilly's house. She hadn't been to Bec's house since Bec told her the truth. It seems Hayley hadn't told anyone else though because Matthew was still on speaking terms with her. Matthew had never been one of her boyfriends, he had always been a friend, just a friends.
It seems her Aunty realized what was happening by the muttering she heard her doing sometimes. Since that day, four days ago Aunty Liz hadn't spoke to Bec either unless she had to, if it was important but else than that.
Bec decided to keep to her room no one to talk to around the house no one to invite her over to their house. The only conversation she had had since was with Matthew over the phone, even that couldn't make her happy.
When her room was getting cleaned out or something she would wander around her Aunt's magnificent yard but even that had lost its interestingness to Bec. It was like someone had drained all the happiness out of her.
A week after that dreadful day Bec began to look forward to boarding school; at least there she would be able to make new friends. At least there no one will think she's a nutter. Bec looked up at her calendar and saw she only had nine days left. Then she hopped back into bed.
Off her alarm went she'd slept in! She jumped out of bed and got changed into her shirt and skirt of navy blue. Bec ran out of her room and down the stairs. She wasn't cheerful she just wanted to have breakfast alone.
When she reached the kitchen she realized she had been successful there was no sign of Aunty Liz so she sat down and had breakfast. She was in the middle of having breakfast when she heard the post being pushed under the door.
'Bill, bill, bill, letter for Aunty Liz from her doctor and a………,' she said.
Bec couldn't believe her eyes there was a very strange looking letter for a minute she thought the writing was moving. She dropped the others and began to slowly open the strange letter which was addressed to her; it even said which room she slept in.
The letter had been so strange what was it going on about, Bec thought as she ate some bacon. It had said that she was a witch and she needed to go to this school called Hogwarts. Could all this strange things be magic?