“It was a normal Saturday, and I was taking a walk around town running some errands.
‘Hi Kiki,’ said the baker. ‘By the way, a girl stopped in here and wanted to know where you live. She said her name was Maya.’
How funny, I thought. I don’t know anyone named Maya.”
It was a normal Saturday, and I was taking a walk around town running some errands.
“Hi Kiki,” said the baker. “By the way, a girl stopped in here and wanted to know where you live. She said her name was Maya.”
How funny, I thought. I don’t know anyone named Maya.
“She told me to tell you to meet her in front of the clocktower at 4:30,” the baker told me.
Now I was getting scared. But I was interested. So, I quickly ran to the clocktower. A girl with short curly brown hair and glasses waved at me.
“Hi,” she said.
“Hi,” I replied.
The girl was wearing an all green uniform. Her hair was brushed. She looked very different from me. I was wearing jeans, a white t-shirt, and red Converse, and my black hair was pulled in a ponytail.
“Who are you?” I said.
“Why, I’m here to take you to the Witch’s Institute.”
“Wait, I’m a witch?! I cannot believe this!!”
“Yes, you’re a witch! Now let’s go!”
Maya got out her bike and told me to get on. She started to pedal, then she started to pedal super fast. Suddenly, we were flying — well, for three seconds until the bike started to drop. We landed in a pile of leaves.
“What just happened?’” I asked.
“My wand fell out of the bike basket. That’s what keeps us levitated. Help me look,” said Maya.
We rummaged around in the leaves for a few minutes.
“I found it!” Maya yelled. The wand was in a sharp thorny bush a few paces off the path. She ran to go get it and then stopped. “That’s poison ivy and I’m wearing a skirt! You need to go get it.”
“No, I can’t.”
“But you’re wearing pants,” Maya said.
“Fine, I’ll go get it!”
I ran as fast as I could, hoping I wouldn’t touch the poison ivy. I grabbed the wand and ran back. Maya patted me on the back, put the wand in the basket, told me to hop on!
We flew for about thirty minutes, and I tried not to look down. Finally, we arrived. The Witch Academy was big and made out of bricks. Maya led me in. She handed me my uniform, a map of the school, a wand, and a canvas bag to put everything in. Then she told me that I would pick out a cat tomorrow. A cat! I was so excited. I loved cats. Then, Maya showed me my room. Nice, I guess. There was a twin-sized bed, a closet, a small window, a navy blue quilt, a wobbly stool, and an old fashioned rug. Next, Maya gave me a tour of the school. I saw lots of other witches come from classes. Then, Maya and I sat down to eat dinner. Maya introduced me to her friend, Lily, and we became friends. After dinner, I went back to my room and got ready for bed. As I lay down to go to sleep, I realized that I was about to become a real witch.
Next morning, I was woken by Maya, who told me it was time to go get a cat. So, I brushed my teeth and hair and put on my uniform. Maya led me downstairs to a room full of cats. There were black cats and small cats. Suddenly, a tabby cat kitten rubbed against my leg.
“I’ll take that one,” I said.
I picked the cat up and carried him upstairs. Next, I went to potions class, then witch history class, then basic spell class. Overall, I liked being a witch. I still missed my parents from time to time, but I had my cat and my friends, and the best part was that it had been almost a year at Witch Academy, and I will be going home for summer in a week.
To be continued….