Chapter 2

"Well, I found out…" I can't do this, I never could do this.

"Roselaine, I can't read your mind. Please, tell me, you'll feel better when you do," Aven was so sweet; I wish I could spend more time with him, he was always so comforting, like a big brother. Normally it was because he was so cocky and self-involved but I had to admit he was quite funny.

"My Dad died because…" this was no use. If I kept dropping off Aven would never know.

"This is about your father?" Aven looked shocked. It was as if I told him that this morning I was doing nude cartwheels in the school corridors. I couldn't even begin to guess why.

"Yeah, he died because of…" Just say it. I took a deep breath and look right into his bright blue eyes, "me,"

"You, but why? I don't mean that you're not worth dying for, why would he need to?" Now Aven just looked confused. A flash of recognition lit up his face and then it went back to his usual guarded expression. I wouldn't ask him why because I knew he had a good reason for keeping it from me.

"Mum didn't tell me why she just said that he died because of me,"

There was a knock at the door. Who could that be? Aven's parents were never home although there had been a few knocks at the door when I had been here but only a few.

We padded up the hall way to get to the door. I was curious, not frightened.

It was Clover. Clover was my other best friend. She had extremely dark, brown hair and a gorgeous love heart shaped face topped off with grass green eyes. "Hi, guys. Sup? Can I come in, Aven?"

"No, kidding. Of course you can," Aven moved out of her way in a flourish.

We shuffled back down the plain white hall and back into Aven's small bedroom. Aven's bedroom had a bed, a wardrobe, a mirror (it used to be his sisters room) and a small desk with an old computer on top.

"Hey Aven, I want to know why you freaked when Claire said that you and Roselaine could be twins," Clover was always straight forward with these things. I liked her like that.

"Well that's probably because we are. I was going to tell you earlier, Roselaine, Mum said that I shouldn't,"

"Aven, they've been looking for her for years and you've hidden them right under their noses, Aven, you are going to be in so much trouble," they? Who are they?

"No, it's not right under their noses. If it was, then she would be in Kaerien," Now this was just weird. Where is Kearien? What is Kearien?

I was about to ask when Clovers voice rose to a scream, "It doesn't make it any better that she doesn't know anything about this,"

Aven looked like she slapped him, "You were going to tell?" He said it so quietly it was almost a whisper.

"No," Clover looked embarrassed.

"Can someone tell me what on Earth is happening?"

Their heads snapped up to look at me. Aven was the first to speak, "Well…"

I learnt that I am a witch and so is Clover and that Aven is a wizard. I also got a history lesson on them. They are a lot like humans, the way they talk, the way they walk, what they wear but they do still wear cloaks, and they have a monthly competition for all the witches and wizards that turned sixteen in that month. The only people that don't do this are the people that are extremely good and they're put in the one that has the most competition for them. The competition was about theatrically killing the other witches and wizards I the field with you, luckily they didn't actually die. There are also people called Elders, they're all extinct now but they apparently had amazing powers. I couldn't believe this.

"Is this some sort of joke, guys? Cause if it is it's so not funny," I said to Clover and Aven.

"It's not a joke. I can prove it. Here, open it when you're ready to believe us," Aven threw a locket at me. A locket, seriously.

"It's a locket, Aven," I think he's crazy. They're both crazy.

"Open it," Clover pressed

"Seriously guys, this is not funny," At that I ran out of Aven's house. This is not a good argument to have the day before your birthday.