A/N: Okay, so I would like to thank Sun Daughter for her well thought out review, I appreciate those! And any way, she made me realize it maybe a bit confusing. So here I go.
Dan is now an orphan thanks to a mysterious fire that killed his parents. His parent's names were Nellie and David. This Nellie has nothing to do with the au pair Nellie. I just needed a name. Anyway David is a random name I pulled from somewhere.
So onto the plot. The chapter before this was kind of like a preface. Something that happened in the past that I used to grab your attention. Don't worry it will all be explained throughout the magical story.
Yes I know the Kabras are acting nice, strange isn't it? But it's part of the story. WARNING: MAJOR OOCness IN THIS STORY.
So on with the next chapter!
AMY POV
It was a beautiful day at the Cahill estate. The sun shone down brightly on the mansion. The land surround it was greener than any golf course. Birds chirped more than usual, and the flowers bloomed one by one. It was gorgeous. It seemed as if nothing could ruin this day.
However, five year-old Amy Cahill was angry. She had just raced Ian Kabra and lost. Again.
As if it wasn't enough, Ian was teasing her about it.
"Bequiet!" Amy snapped, sweaty from running her hardest. Ian however wasn't even the least bit tired.
"Oh poor Amy! Lost again!" Ian teased, laughing.
"Go back to England where you belong!" Amy called, and turned away.
"What a poor sport!" Ian sneered.
At that moment, Natalie appeared beside Amy, behind her was Sinead Starling and Vye Oh.
"Ian, thop teathing, Amy!" Natalie said seriously. Vye and Sinead nodded in agreement. But because of her lisp made Ian crack up even more.
"Natalie's right you should stop teasing my cousin," Dan said walking up, "And stop laughing at Natalie, that's not nice either."
Natalie blushed. "Thanks."
"Oh, Daniel, you ruined my fun!" Ian pouted.
"I did not! I was helping you, you know they gonna tattle on you if you keep doing that." Dan warned.
Ian shrugged his tiny shoulders, "I don't care. I am a Kabra, my sister and I can do whatever we want!" he was about to walk away when he added, "Amy, by the way, you like my Aunt Marge wearing that dress!"
"But Aunt Marge is fat?" Natalie said, obviously confused.
Amy could feel her blood boil. Fat? I'm not fat. I hate you Ian!
Instead of screaming and arguing with him, she ran full speed at Ian. She jumped and tackled Ian and they both landed in mud.
Amy felt her hair being pulled. So she kicked and punched blindly.
She heard the screams of her friends, while Dan got the other boys to help stop the "fight".
Soon Amy heard the voices she didn't want to hear.
"Amy!" Amy's mom called.
"Ian!" Isabel said sternly.
They stopped fighting.
Amy felt tears in her eyes, she knew she was in trouble and it was all because of stupid Ian Kabra.
"Amy, what on Earth made you attack Ian like that?" Hope asked softly, after pulling them both out of the mud. Amy looked up at her mother. Her red hair was piled onto her head in a tight bun. She wore a very fancy dress even though it was just a get-together with friends.
"He c-c-alled m-me f-fat.." Amy mumbled.
Hope tried to hold in her laughter. "But Amy, violence is never the answer."
Amy hung her head. "I know."
Isabel came over with Ian.
"Ian, what do you say?" Isabel asked.
"Sorry," Ian said stiffly, but Ian knew he didn't mean it.
"Amy," Hope said, hinting that it was Amy's turn.
"Ian I would like to say," Amy paused. Why should she say sorry. She was a Cahill. That was better than being a Kabra. Right? "That you're a big fat jerk!" Amy said quickly.
"Amy!"
Ian's eyes widened, "Excuse me?"
Amy heard the giggles from her friends, she had an audience, she didn't want to disappoint. "I said that you're a jerk meanie butt!"
More giggles, Amy smiled.
"Amy Grace Cahill. I will count to three. And you will apologize! One, two, AMY!"
Amy however, instead of apologizing, used all her five year old might and slapped Ian across the face. She knew she was going to be in more trouble so she ran.
Ian stood in shock. Soon he broke away from his mom's grip and took off after Amy.
"Get back here Cahill!"
Isabel sighed, "You know, you were being a hypocrite when you said violence is never the answer. You do realize we fight for a living?" she said, smiling.
"I know," Hope said, smiling too. "But they don't know that do they?"
Amy was running faster now, she knew Ian could catch up.
Take that Ian Kabra! From now I on, I vow that I will win. I'm going to beat you at everything. Soon you won't be the best at anything. I'll be number one.