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Voldemorts Daughter:
Chapter 3 – Oh.. She's coming.
She just looked at me as I took all of this information in. I wasn't sure what to think really. Just that this must be one crazy dream. My eyes rolled over the mahogany table and onto the box. How would this little box? Help me 'Get back to the real world'. Ha. What a laugh.
But if what mum says is true and she's not just pulling my leg. Then 'For the Stolen' I guess means them...and myself 'The stolen children'.
"We need to go somewhere" my mother said to me as she grabbed the box and letters and walked to the front door. I looked at her curiously.
Might as well find out what the frig is going on here, I thought to myself as I grabbed my jacket and my little bag and followed her to the door.
The car ride was silent and now I figured this must be really bad if we weren't talking. Me and mum never didn't talk. Even when we were fighting we were at least yelling at each other. This silence was worse than the time I fell down the stairs in front of Dywayne and he took a photo with me and my dress up. But no that wasn't enough for him. He then had to get it developed and post it around the whole school AND on Facebook. Asshole. And this silence was like 20 times more awkward. I laughed to myself remembering how I got him back for that.
Ha, imagine that I just got told my fathers alive and an evil murderous prick, I'm a witch and that this isn't even my real world. But hey I'm thinking about a stupid thing like that? Shows how my brain is a 'delicate' one. Ha!
We pulled up at her friend Tara's house. I hated her daughter, Jenna was a stuck up bitch with bleach blonde hair huge tits, who thought she was god's gift to men. Which I guess she was, her personality taught most guys who dated her that looks weren't everything and some of them learnt.
Walking inside the house was just normal for me. They'd been friends since before I could remember and then some. She was kind of like my aunty, which I guess made Jenna my annoying cousin.
As if on cue she walked through the door in a huff. Looking like a prostitute as always in denim shorts. . although they could really be considered denim underwear and a tube top that didn't leave much for the imagination.
"I don't see why I had to come home. Honestly. I told you id be at the party for a while." She screeched in her mothers face.
"Good to see you too Jenna" my mum said dryly clearly sharing my before thoughts of said girl.
"Oh hello Mrs. White!" she said her fake when peoples are around voice coming out. Seriously this girl needed to sort out her priorities.
"Ah Anna would you mind leaving the room while we talk to Jenna" Tara said while giving my mum a please stay and help me sort this out look.
"Yeah uh. I guess so" I said and left. 'Oh.. I she's coming' I thought to myself as I walked into the kitchen. I heard a lot of yelling some sarcastic laughing and finally silence as a knock on the door was heard. Looking out the kitchen window I saw it was Dywayne and Cassy with their really nervous looking father. I figured I still wasn't wanted in the lounge room. They'd just be telling them the same stuff I already knew.
For what seemed like hours but was only really ten minutes or so I walked into the room seeing whether there was anything I was missing out from.
"... and we've been stuck here ever since. Until now" Tara finished off. The shocked faces that surrounded me resembled what I guess I had looked like as I had seen them.
"So... how are we... getting... back?" Cassy said slowly as if it were a foreign tongue she was speaking.
Cassy had been like a sister to me since forever, all four of us had grown up together. Never really knowing how or why our parents all stuck together so much. I guess now we knew. She had big brown eyes and long straight light brown hair. She was tan but not as tan as Dywayne who took after his dark father. He was short but built and tan with nearly black eyes and dark brown hair. He was younger by a year, but he had been put in the same year as us so 'we wouldn't split up' I guess if this all went to plan we'd be stuck with each other for a lot longer then we thought we would be. I sighed aloud and everyone looked at me as if I had interrupted their thoughts. I probably had but I was bored and wanted to get a move on and find out exactly what was going on.
"So... what's in the box?"
AN – Well I needed to get them there, I need it to speed up a little so I can get to write all my ideaaasss for when they get there -.- *laughs evily* idk why though. Hope you liked it (:
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