chapter 5

7 4 0
                                    

"a quick house tour?" Mum said clapping her hands, she looked gleeful it was nice to see! "This door" she pointed to the door to her left, my right. "This is the living room" She opened the door and walked in, the room was bigger than I would have thought from the outside, I was surprised, our old couch was back leaning against the closest wall left of the TV was on the opposite, a new brown coffee table was perched in the middle of the room and our other couch just behind it facing the tv, leaving space behind it for a table with a good view out the window. a large silver framed mirror hanging above the wood fireplace, it wasn't lit, but I can imagine how cosy it would be sitting in here when it's on.

"Across the hall is the office, doubt that any of you care about that. She signalled for us to follow her and past Dad who was standing by the door of the office. We walked back into the hall. The stairs that lead upstairs are on the left by the office.

"Down there to the left is the kitchen and to the right is the dining room!" I had only noticed that my siblings and I had been quiet, I put it down to our excitement about the new house I know that's why I'm quiet, taking it all in and we all knew what was coming... our new rooms, it would only be minutes before we get to see them. We walked upstairs past more photos. Me and Lincoln are in a boat we must have been around 5 and 6. One of Madison and my uncle Tommy's Doberman Jackson, the cool thing about Jackson is he can change size I have seen him be little before, the size of a cardboard box and the others he was the size of a motorbike, we used to ride him around the garden. "Boys your rooms are over there" She pointed to the right past the bannister down the corridor, two doors opposite each other and a third one in the corner. "Charles on the right, Lincoln on the left" My belly filled up with nervous energy, and I was about to walk into my new room. I stood in front of my new door, put my hand on the handle and pushed it down, I heard Lincoln behind me.

"Nice" He was already in his room. I pushed the handle down more and opened the door. I love it! I love it; it has everything I wanted when Mum asked me what I wanted in my new room. A bigger room than my last one, A PC that I had always wanted sitting in the corner opposite the door, it came with a nice monitor that was right in front of me and some games that I always wanted too, my new bed was on the right against the same wall as the door it looked super comfy with a thick duvet and squishy pillows, a tv on the wall over a desk close to my bed, a chair that can roll from the desk to the PC and back, I had already rolled from side to side twice now. I had shelves with books on them I had never read. My wardrobe dominated most of the wall between my PC and window, which looked out into the street and was thankfully flanked by large dark blue curtains, they matched my duvet and blocked out any sunlight.

My attention was completely taken by the birthday presents on my bed, I sat on the side of my bed next to the presents and picked up the closet one wrapped in blue wrapping paper, it was large and felt like books, I was right. different coloured books.

"Oh, who sent you them?" Dad's voice came from the door, I turned to see him eyeing them up.

"I don't know," I said truthfully, I pulled out more books and the wrapping paper looked for a sign, a slip of paper fell out the bottom of the red book. I picked it up and it was a birthday card, with balloons on the front. I opened it up and saw just an eyeball staring at me, I was unsettled for a moment but suddenly the eye moved back, and my grandmother came into view, her shoulder-length silver hair, red lipstick and intense brown eyes. Dad told me she used to be a teacher, it's not hard to see it and being around her for 5 minutes it becomes completely obvious.

"Happy birthday sweetheart!" she said, her voice is a mixture of loving and don't mess with me. "Those books we sent are grimoires my sweet, one of them will be the grimoire that will change with you as you develop your magic and change over time... Come say happy birthday" She turned her head, I thought she was talking to my granddad, I mean she doesn't live with anyone else who else would she be talking to.

(shorter chapters) Charles king lonely hopeWhere stories live. Discover now