Chapter 2
"...Hello?"
"Hi this's Drew, can I please talk to Alex?"
"Sure one second please..."
I heard a faint scream and then Alex's breath.
"Hi Alex!"
No one answered.
"I know you're there..."
"Okay fine... what?"
"I got a real STRANGE letter!"
"And?"
"... C'mon Alex I know you sent it!"
"I never sent any stupid letter to you, gosh, I want to get back to my game!"
"Oooh watcha playing?"
"...Zelda."
"Which one'll that be?"
"...Ocarina of time..."
"Sweet" I then remembered the reason I phoned, I was getting carried away, I have to be honest, I actually wasn't completely sure he sent it.
"Okay, Alex, tell me the truth, did you or did you not send me a letter talking about magic schools?"
"Magic schools...HELL NAW I'm not that mentally handicapped, I don't go aroun' sending people magic school cards!"
"It was an invitation to one actually..."
"LOL are you going to join?"
"Well, to be honest, if it existed I would definitely join!"
"...Yeah that would be cool...'CLICK'"
Somehow I knew that he didn't send it, it could have been my friend Devin...No, he probably doesn't even know my address. Oh well I guess it's no big deal.
"Drew!" My mom called my name.
"What?"
"C'mere!"
I walked past the living room to the kitchen, only to see mom with my weird letter.
"Oh yeah, do you know who sent that to me?"
"Yes"
"Who?"
"Did you read it?"
"Well yeah b-"
"Well Hogwarts sent it to you..."
"How can warts send you something?"
"No, the schools name is Hogwarts!"
"Oh, is it being magical some kind of metaphor or something?"
"You'll see, tomorrow..."
Tomorrow huh? Well tomorrow is July first, so I guess I'll be able to go right away, but I think I know what I'm ACTUALLY being sent to! Some attitude school, and it's probably called magical because it works well! I wonder why they call it Hogwarts... oh well.
I felt shaking on my arm.
"Drew, hey, Drew..."
I grumbled sleepily.
"...DREW!"
"WUH? Oh, mom... what is it?"
"Come on we have to get you to your new school!"
"Fine!"
I clomped down onto the hard, stale carpet and started rolling around randomly to wake me up. I attempted standing up, nothing, again, nothing. I waited a little while.
"Drew, stand up or you'll miss the flight!"
"WUH? Flight?"
"Yes, there's a train in London that goes to the school."
"London Ontario?"
"No, London England"
"Are you being sarcastic mom?"
"Surprisingly, no"
"WOW SWEEET!"
"Calm down, you'll be there for about half an hour, don't get too exited"
"Still, it's awesome!"
"Well, yeah it is pretty awesome"
"Okay so what should I pack?"
"Umm... juast some clothes, maybe sun-screen, a jacket and that's about it...Oh and we're going to go shopping!"
"SHOPPING IN ENGLAND, YAAAY!"
"Well...sort of in England"
"What do you mean sort of?"
My mom just went silent and sat down.
"Drew, when the letter said a school of witchcraft and wizardry... It was telling the truth."
"Yeah, sure"
She pulled out a stick.
"Do you know what this is?"
"Ummm... A stick?"
"No, a wand"
"Yeah..." I pulled out an I-pod. " Do you know what this is?"
"An I-pod?"
"No, a tampon"
"DREW...Drew, watch..."
She pointed her "wand" at my "tampon" and said: "Lemgadium leveossa!"
What I saw was weird. My I-pod was floating. I wagged around my hand in the place where there must have been a string but there was nothing.
"Woah, cool, teach me how to do that!"
"The school will teach you, no need to worry" She smiled "But anyways, come on, get packed, do you really want to be late for your first day of school?"
I felt like I was going into kindergarten, I ran upstairs anxiety, rushing madly through my body.
As I packed, I thought about why my mom hadn't told me about this magic school thing for my whole life. I guess she couldn't handle the pressure, neither could I, judging by how how exited I am now. I threw my jacket in my backpack and 3 pairs of boxers that all had assorted smiley faces on them. I took four shirts: A green day American idiot logo shirt, an orange shirt with skulls and racing flags on it, a shirt that was purple and had a game of Galaga on the front, and finally a tux, just in case.
I ran down stairs, with holey soles (crocs) and rushed into our van. I pulled out my PSP and started playing monster hunter.
As we arrived the airport I looked up at the planes that were being sent off, believe it or not I'd never been on a plane before. I wasn't really scared, more than anything exited and happy.
"Somebody seems to be in a good mood today!" said my mom cheerfully.
"Yeah well I want to learn magic!"
"Wow sounds like the complete opposite of your opinion on algebra!"
"Yeah..."
"Get your bags, the plane's leaving in five minutes!"