My eyes widened in shock and I choked on the cereal I was trying to eat. My sister, Madison, spat out the orange juice she had just taken a huge sip of.
"WHAT!" We both screeched in unison. Did I really hear what I thought my mom just said!
She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the eggs she was making for herself and dad.
"Yes, that's right. You're father and I have decided it would be best for the two of you." She said simply, as if she were talking to us about something insignificant. I gaped at her in disbelief.
"You can't be serious." Madison moaned beside me, letting her head smack on the kitchen counter in front of us.
"Yes, I am being serious. The two of you will go to school in England, just like your grandparents did. It's a boarding school for witches and wizards, something along the lines of Hogwarts. You'll be leaving in a week to stay with your distant relatives, and starting school in a month."
I was about to yell at her when my father interrupted me from behind his newspaper. "No arguing," He started, almost letting Madie get a word in. "Or you wont be coming back."
o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o
I sneered at the dozen suitcases before me, all stuffed to the point of exploding. I had a little… problem when it came to shopping. Both parents were rich, which meant I had my own credit card, with no limitations. Let's just say I like anything and everything I could get my hands on.
Madie let out a long, exhausted sigh from the other side of our huge bedroom and flopped down on her bed. We could have our own bedrooms if we wanted, but we preferred to share. Weird and wrong, I know. But we liked it this way. Two closets and two bathrooms were also apart of the room, and the house was so big we hardly ever saw each other.
To put it short, we never fought.
Plus, we were the same age. Although… I was 10 months older. I was born in January, and she in November. I had short chestnut brown hair with cherry streaks that shaped the face, while she wore her stunning brunette hair in ringlets to the middle of her back. I saw through bronze eyes with gold flecks, and she through vibrant green. The only thing between us that was the same was our height. We both stood at a mere 5'4", and were damn proud of it. Oh, and both our skin was basically flawless. Mom's old beauty charm she picked up along the way.
"MADISON! ABIGAIL! TIME TO GO!" I heard my mother scream up the stairs. I groaned and brought out my wand. "Wingardrium leviosa." I mumbled, making all the luggage in front of me to rise and float out the door. Madie followed suit, and we stomped down the staircase leading to the front doors.
"So how are we getting there?" I asked, trying to be civil to my parents before I left for a year.
"Floo powder. How else would you expect to travel to England?" My mother said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
There goes being civil…
House elves suddenly appeared at our feet and took all our luggage to the fire place with great difficulty.
I hate how mother and father insist on enslaving these poor creatures. It's wrong and cruel!
I ran over to a small elf by the name of Linx, and gently took one of my several suitcases away from her. She smiled up at me and I smiled back, causing me to receive a glare from my mother. I picked up the suitcase with force and immediately regretted it.
Holy crap! How much did I manage to fit in these!
I grunted as I wobbled over to the fireplace, and I heard my sister snort at me.
"For the love of… Abigail Marina McKenzie, let the house elves do it for you!" Mother called out, making me smirk with satisfaction. I loved hearing my mother's disapproval of the way I acted. I wasn't "Lady like" or proper enough for her. Oh, I was "Lady like" alright, I just refused to act like a stuck up, rich pompous with nothing better to do then to watch others suffer.
"You know she wont, just let her do it Gazelle." My father piped in, finally attempting to defend me. She let out a defeated sigh and wrapped her arms around his waist.
Madie came up beside me, smiling smugly, knowing she didn't have to work nearly as hard as I did with her suitcases. I slit my eyes at her and threw the remaining bag into the gigantic fireplace.
Grabbing a handful of Floo powder from a silver bowl atop of the mantle, I waved goodbye to my parents.
"Love yah mom, love yah dad! Write soon, and don't miss me too much!" I saw a small smile creep along my parents faces and I grinned.
"See you in a couple minutes Madison," She nodded and began to pick up everything around her. "Duchess McKenzie Manor!"