The quest for magic

Prolouge

                  Cora Ray

I walk down the familiar path to Momo's house, making sure to look in the window to see no one's home. After making sure I'm alone, I slowly open the door. Momo never locks it. 

Once I'm inside I head to the cabinet in the far left corner of the room and grab a small block of goat cheese.

I stuff it in my pocket and quickly run back home.

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"I got cheese!" I shout as I open the door to my home. 

It's small, only one room and a bathroom, but at least it's something. I've seen the homeless people on my way home from school, begging for food and money.

My little sister Skylar runs over with a smile on her face. It's infectious. Soon I'm smiling too.

"From where?" Skylar asks.

"Momo." I respond simply.

My family knows I'm stealing from Momo, she's the only wealthy person in this part of town. I don't have a choice. Even though she's the drawer of names and this might mean I have to go to Westhallow next month, then so be it. At least we won't starve.

I give Skylar the cheese and untie my boots.

"What's for dinner?"

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                Aino Hart

"What time are you coming home Aino?" my mother calls from the kitchen.

I finish tying my shoes before responding.

"Around five!" 

My mother says something from the kitchen, but I'm already out of the door.

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After school, I head towards the woods. 

I like it there, anything is better than home. Anywhere away from my mother and father is good.

Sometimes, I'm even hoping to be drawn to go to Westhallow. At least I'll get away from my family. But I can't leave Harry behind. He's only 2.

I continue walking until I see a garden. 

Strange, that's never been here before.

I walk towards the flowers, when I hear a small crunch under my feet.

I look down to see a shiny bug of some sort, that I have crushed.

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                 Inez Ashcroft

I knock on the door of my sister's room. Shuffling can be heard from insisde before Izzy opens the door.

"Want to go to Momo's?" I ask her.

Izzy nods and we start walking towards the house in the woods.

When I can see the house I start getting more and more excited. Me and Izzy have done this countless times, still going to Momo's house is still terrifying and fun at the same time.

"What are we asking today?" Izzy asks me.

I grin.

"It's a surprise, watch and learn."

Izzy rolls her eyes at me but goes and hides behind a tree.

I knock on Momo's door and wait for her to open it.

"Hi!" I say cheerfully when she does open the door.

"My sister has a crush on your daughter." 

Then I run away.

Izzy and I meet up at the edge of the woods, both laughing so hard we're crying.

"Best prank ever!" Izzy wheezes.

I agree with her.

You see, years ago Momo found out Izzy in gay. She hates her because of that,  but she couldn't send her to Westhallow because 1) she wasn't old enough and 2) she's not (actually) allowed to choose who she sends there, and sending Izzy would be too obvious.

Ever since then, me and Izzy have been pranking her non-stop, and it's actually been really fun.

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            Atty Elsher

I put on my red dress and walk to the dining hall, where my parents are already waiting.

My grandfather, one of the wealthiest people in town, sits at the end of the table. 

Momo, the drawer of names, sits at the other end. 

This dinner has one purpose: make a good impression so my name won't be drawn.  We had a similar one when Samantha was 14, although I don't remember much. Seeing as I was only 8, that's not surprising.

I sit down between my mother and Samantha, and then the dinner begins.

Everything is normal, my grandfather and mother make conversation with Momo, with Samantha sometimes joining in. I only speak when I have to.

"I heard your husband left you after your second pregnancy?" Momo suddenly asks.

The silence is so thick I can feel it.

"Yes..." Mother says slowly.

"I suppose it was the child, wasn't it?" Momo says, looking directly at me.

My grandfather clears his throat.

"How are the chickens doing Momo?"

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A/N Thanks for reading this chapter!

If you can't tell, Momo's a real meanie.

This is my second/third story on wattpad, I really hope you like it.

Please comment what you think, and correct me if anything is wrong. English isn't my first language.

Anyways, have a great day and baii!:)

word count: 746

10 october 2024