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RebelliousFantasyLover · 12-10-2007, 03:42 PM

Chapter Two
Heading Home

Gazing up at the ghostly-looking Damavand Mountains, Mikaela Summers sighed, she had flown from Qatar, all the way to Tehran and now, finding out it was all for nothing, she was determined to return to her normal life, although she had everything she could have wanted, friends, respect, everything anyone could have wanted. Her soft, wavy brown hair was spread out all over her sleeping bag as the curious 17-year-old grimaced as she swatted a gnat off her face and started to think back to when she was at Beacon High School... her nerdy taste, her head always buried in a book, wishing shw was not a normal teen, but then, when Tarja had come for her, she had known something was different about her, her family had been killed in a 'freak accident,' being brought up by her cousins, who were determined that she was a freak, like her family.

12 years ago, Mikaela had been picked, handpicked, by the greatest warrior ever, 18-year-old Tarja Hollowayz.

He had come to her school in New York, took her outside her English class and showed her so many different things; ranging from spells to wandwork and swordplay.
Mikaela was amazed: she was a witch

As Mikaela listened to Tarja, she found out her parents were witch and warlock, they had given her an amulet, which Mikaela had never taken off.
An amazing object of immense power, which, when used correctly, can destroy all living mortals.

Mikaela had soon left with Tarja, on the back of a HUGE silver dragon, and went to a secret base, deep in the Appalachian Mountains. Soon all the students welcomed Mikaela, and she found out she was the Chosen One, the only one with immense power to destroy the Sorceresses, Amanda and her sister, Jacqueline.

Mikaela had grown best friends with another witch, a girl, 1-2 months older than her, called Kelli Taylor.

She liked Kelli, and Kelli liked her, but Mikaela was starting to miss the bullying from every one at Beacon High School, she missed being freaky, a loner, someone no-one wanted anything to do with.

Mikaela knew the only difference from New York to the Appalachian Mountains was everyone liked her. Everyone knew about her HUGE crush on Tarja, and some people said her felt the same.

Mikaela was sick and tired of all their lying, all the way they moved out of her way,as though she thought she was higher up than they were.