Hey! I finally decided to do another fic. I had a dream kind of like this and it inspired me to write this story. Here, worlds collide when Irma and Will come to our present world and two girls, Phoebe and Onalia, go to the world of W.i.t.c.h. in place of them. What will Will and Irma do being stuck in our world without their friends? What will happen to the Guardians without Will and the Heart of Candracar? Also, what does Phobos know about these mysterious girls and what is he trying to do to them? Read 'Through Different Worlds' to find out!
Disclaimer: Like usual, I don't own W.i.t.c.h. or any of it's characters. I did make up Phoebe, Onalia, Wei, Eva, and Rachel, along with any other characters I make up on the way. I hope you enjoy this story!
Chapter 1: Through the Looking Glass
Phoebe's POV
Phoebe rubbed her eyes and yawned loudly before lifting her head up from her desk and looking around. Mrs. Keller was droning on and on about the Civil War with every single detail she could imagine and even was having enough time after each sentence to say how much fun it was to learn this stuff. Even teachers shouldn't enjoy their subjects that much! It's unnatural. Or, well maybe it's not, Phoebe thought, writing down a note or two from the teacher's 'wonderful' speech. We've already learned about all this. Why is it that teachers always have to re-teach things, she sighed again just writing down things about the Civil War she had already memorized. It just makes classes even more boring.
Looking around, she noticed that the rest of the class wasn't paying attention to anything she said either. Some boys were planning out football plays on a sheet of paper where they were supposed to be taking notes. A few girls were gossiping happily in the back with their heads leaned in to hear each other. A lot of people were either dozing on their desks like she had been or halfway paying attention and looking around. Even Phoebe's best friend, Onalia, was busy doodling in her notebook. As a matter of fact, only two people were taking in every detail Mrs. Keller through at them, scribbling furiously on their notebooks. There was Wei, another of Phoebe's best friends, and Samantha, her deadly competition!
"Okay class, I hope you took plenty of long detailed notes because there's going to be a test on chapter 15 on Monday." Mrs. Keller announced shutting her book and moving to her desk. "And yes, that does mean study over the weekend, Onalia and Jordan." she added, eyeing the two hands waving frantically in the air. They lowered their hands, frowning as Mrs. Keller walked down the rows of desks handing back their quizzes they took yesterday. She handed a piece of paper back to Phoebe that had a red '95' marked at the top.
"Excellent." Phoebe breathed as she piled up her books and got ready for the stampede that would come in about ten seconds when the bell would ring signaling everyone to leave for the weekend.
"10, 9, 8." the class chanted.
"Now everyone, study and have a good weekend."
"5,4,3,2,1." Phoebe jumped when the bell rang and the kids started pouring through the door. It wasn't the bell that scared her, it was something at the window. She scrambled out of her chair and looked out of it curiously. Wei and Onalia walked over to her with their books in their hands.
"You okay?" Wei asked tugging at her ponytail of long black hair.
"Huh, oh yeah. I thought I just saw...never mind."
"Anyways, how could Mrs. Keller give us homework over the weekend! It's bad enough that they give us homework period, but over the weekend, when we have much better things to do then sit and study a war! I'm telling you she's-"
"Right there." Phoebe whispered, urgently tugging at her sleeve. Mrs. Keller was gathering up papers at her desk, which they were now passing to get to the door. Then Onalia added in an undertone.
"Evil. All these teachers are evil. Maybe they're monsters like on those books." Phoebe smiled and could barely control laughing. Ona seemed to do that to her.
"I wish they were monsters from W.i.t.c.h, then they'd have an excuse." The two girls started giggling uncontrollably as they made their way to their lockers. Wei(pronounced 'way') slammed her locker shut after swinging her backpack around her shoulders and huffing impatiently.
"See, that's why I don't read books like that. You start wishing that there was magic everywhere and monsters, and all that other nonsense."
"Hey! Don't offend our tastes! Sometimes it's fun to believe in all this stuff." Ona replied crossing her arms.
"Oh don't blame her Ona." Phoebe said throwing her own blue backpack on her back. "She's too serious and wouldn't want to read anything that wasn't non fiction. As for me, I'd settle for something like Harry Potter any day." They started to walk away when Phoebe thought she heard something like 'My father wouldn't approve' before they opened the glass doors and walked outside to their new weekend freedom. The sky was covered in dark clouds that threatened rain later. Phoebe wasn't worried. She wasn't planning on going outside later anyway. Although she did feel like doing something. She had so much energy! It couldn't be stifled in a classroom.
"I can't believe it! Eva and Rachel didn't wait for us!" Wei exclaimed in frustration.
"Uh, Wei. Eva and Rachel were home sick today, remember." said Onalia smiling.
"Oh yeah, that's right" Embarrassment came over Wei. "Rachel got Eva sick. Um, I have to go home then. Dad will only let me go do something with you guys after I study for this test."
"Well how will he know about it?" Phoebe asked as Wei started to walk off.
"Oh trust me. You don't want to know. Later!" Wei was gone, leaving Ona and Phoebe standing there alone. After a moment's silence, Onalia finally spoke.
"So, since we have to study anyway, want to head over to Barnes and Noble and get a frappucino?"
"Sure. As long as we leave before it rains. This is going to be some heavy storm." Phoebe replied, pulling her jean jacket across her chest tightly.
"Oh why mind the water?" Ona asked looking thoughtfully. "Okay, whatever, let's just head over there then."
The store was completely empty besides a woman reading a book at the counter and an older teenage girl at the Starbucks who kept knocking things over.
"Oh I was so stupid to take this job." she muttered picking up the cups that fell to the floor. "I'm going to be fired tomorrow."
"Give her a tip. She'll need it."Phoebe whispered to Ona as they took their drinks and headed to the back tables near the kids section. They put down their frappucinos and pulled out their bags. Phoebe looked over her notes and read some passages from their History book. It all seemed to make sense, just like it had three years ago when we first learned this. Anyway, all Phoebe had to do was look over this stuff now and study ten minutes before the test like she usually did. It usually helped when she studied earlier, but every time she looked at her notes before her test, she memorized them. She called it her special gift.
"I'm dead meat." Onalia replied shutting her books. "I didn't take any notes! I can never remember this stuff."
"Oh come on it's not that bad. Here I can help you study." Phoebe said opening Ona's book again.
"Yeah well I don't have a photo memory like you do, Phoebe." Ona said defendingly. "Anyway-" They jumped as thunder pounded through their eardrums and lightning flashed across the sky.
"Oh no." Phoebe moaned going up to put her head against the window which was hammering with heavy rain. "No! Come on! My mom will kill me if I'm not back by dinner!"
"Maybe you can call her."
Another clap of lightning flashed and the lights went out. Thunder shook the store as the girls groaned.
"Not anymore." Phoebe sighed pulling away from the window. "Well, at least I have another thing added to my argument against my mom about getting a cell phone. Hey, where did those two ladies go?"
"To the staff room I think." Onalia replied. Then she smiled and started getting all excited.
"Hey! Just think of this as an adventure! I don't want to study anymore. Let's go look at some books while we're stuck here!" Phoebe smiled.
"You just read my mind."
They got up and walked past the Young Readers section. They turned on flashlights that they kept in their purses and looked around.
"Ooh! Harry Potter! I still need to get the sixth one." Onalia said with a hopeful undertone.
"I've already read it."
"Ugh! If you spoil anything, I'll kill you." Ona said as they past the American Girls stands and more tables. "Where are you going anyway?"
"Um I don't know. I just feel like walking back here I guess." Phoebe said simply. "Oh there are the W.i.t.c.h. books."
The girls turned their flashlights and looked closer at the row of books on the shelf.
"Aw, no new books. I'll check back later." Onalia sighed as she moved on to the other shelves. Phoebe turned around and saw a mirror in front of her and the bookshelf. She saw her long wavy golden brown hair and bright hazel green eyes reflected in it. She wore jeans and a jean jacket with a pink top that had a picture of a frog and the words 'Nobody's perfect(but me) printed on it and had perfectly pink lips that matched her mixed skin tone. Then, she saw something in the mirror that made her gasp and start shaking.
"Hey Ona, come here!" Phoebe yelled.
"What is it?" she asked stepping in front of the mirror. Her short blonde hair was pulled into two pigtails and her jean skirt and white elbow sleeved shirt and white flip flops were shown in the reflection. Phoebe pointed at the mirror at what was behind them. Onalia's bright blue eyes were shining with amazment.
"But, but! Where are the other books?"
Phoebe shook her head with disbelief and moved out of in front of the mirror to see if it was just her body blocking the shelves. She looked at the bookshelf. Everything was fine there. And then she looked back at the mirror. That's not possible!
"The W.i.t.c.h. books are the only books on the shelf shown on the mirror." Phoebe whispered backing away fast. Ona hurried after her.
"But what could that mean?" She asked. They looked at each other and shook their heads, almost laughing. They were getting paranoid. W.i.t.c.h. was cool, but it was just a book. Maybe Wei was right about us wanting to see magic everywhere now, Phoebe thought with a sigh. You get so into books and wish they could come true. But they'll never come true, no matter how obsessed you are or how much you wish for it to. They just can't.
"Come on." Phoebe sighed. "Let's go back and study. That's enough of an adventure for the moment."
"Yeah." Ona whispered shakenly. "Maybe I need to get my eyes checked. I told Dad that I sometimes can't see the chalk board..."
Phoebe stopped for a split second. She felt a funny prickling feeling and her heart started on the drumroll. The feeling that something was about to...
"Duck!" Phoebe yelled pulling Onalia over the table as a bolt of lightning struck through the ceiling. There was a bright flash of light and then it was all darkness again.
"How is it possible-" Ona started. "Lightning can't strike in a bookstore! Can it? Gosh!How'd you know Phoebe? Phoebe!"
Phoebe was walking back toward the bookshelf. Half the books, including W.i.t.c.h., were burnt. She looked back up to the mirror which was shining with a brilliant blue light. Ona came up beside her, her mouth open also.
"What's happening?" she asked fearfully as the W.i.t.c.h. books that were still shown in the mirror even though the real ones were burnt, started flipping pages sending a gust of wind through the store. Phoebe couldn't take her eyes away from the mirror that was now shooting sparks of pink, blue, orange, green, and silver all around them. She couldn't shake the feeling, she had to find out.
"Are you crazy Phoebe! Don't touch it!" Onalia cried, grabbing her hand.
"But it wants me to." said Phoebe. Her hand stretched towards it as she saw two other figures were becoming clearer in the mirror. She didn't care. She only knew that something was calling her. Her hand passed through the mirror and they found themselves spinning through tangled shapes and screaming. Everything was dizzy, Phoebe couldn't remember...
Phoebe lifted her head from the grass and looked up at three girls standing in front of her. There was a tall girl with blonde hair, a black girl with beaded hair and glasses, and an Asian girl with goggles on her head.
"Who are you?" the blonde one asked. "And what happened to Will and Irma?"
Well, that was a really long chapter. I just couldn't stop. I hope you like it and I want to see if this story is worth it so please send a review! I'm splitting my time now of writing this story and 'Whispers From the Past.' By the way, this story will have a sequel. I hope you liked it and don't forget to review please!