Chapter 4
Willow's POV
As KT and I made ourselves comfortable under the covers, we began to talk about our secret. Let me explain. For the first five years of our lives, KT and I were... different. We never cried, never complained, never got upset, we were always happy. And it was because, we could spoil ourselves. We learned, before we turned one, that we were special. We were magic. Whatever we wanted, with a snap of our fingers, we could have it. So there was nothing to complain about. And then, when we turned five, the midnight after our birthday, we found ourselves in a classroom. Sort of. It had a carpet, and two desks, one for me, and one for KT. There was no door, so we freaked out. Until, a line of teachers appeared in front of us. We learned we were The Magic Children, and every night, from 12:00-1:00 a.m.(The Enchanted Hour), we went to the school to learn how to use our powers.
Eventually, we were told that we had to go on our first mission. When we turned 16, we would stop going to the magic school, and we were given the necklaces. Every night, we would have to that ritual, to keep our powers maintained. We also did it again any time during the day, when we needed our powers. We had no idea what our mission was, and we were supposed to find out ourselves.
"I don't trust Victor," KT's voice was like a knife, slicing through the nighttime silence. I just nodded in agreement, even though she couldn't see me.
"Trudy seems trustworthy," she added.
"Why are you saying this? We don't know what the mission is, so why are you looking for bad guys? If we were normal, we wouldn't have this problem." We didn't speak for the rest of the night. I know KT was really excited for this mission, but I wasn't. She knew I wasn't, and she didn't get it. I didn't get why she was the opposite.
HoAMR-I like Ms. Andrews, too, but I wanted her in the story. And Rufus is part of their team.