It's Not All As It Seems (will be rewritten)

Nick

Hello! It has come to my attention that some of the readers think that this story is similar to the Narnia plot. I would like to clear some things up. 1. I had no intention of this story's plot to be like Narnia's plot. 2. Writing is free. It flows from your imagination in to your fingers and out of paper (or keyboard in this case) When I write I think of nothing else but of my story and let my imagination run wild. 3. Many stories have similar beginnings, I've noticed that being an avid reader. Harry Potter and Star Wars have similar plots, that doesn't mean one author copied the other. It simply means both authors are brilliant. For those that say this seems to have a Narnia plot I beg you to go read Narnia again because there are only some things that I have noticed which seem to be similar to Narnia. For those haters and those who won't say things to my face, my only words to you are to either keep reading to see how it plays out and how it is not like Narnia, or stop reading my story. if you do not like it, stop reading. Simple as that.  A reminder also, some names such as Reeta Skeeter are not mine. But belong to the amazing JK Rowling. Now for my greatest supporters and loving readers of my story. A new part. :) 

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"You wouldn't dare tell anyone what I turned into last night would you?" Ace's scared voice came into my head. 

"Never considered it." 

"Nor should you now."

"But now that you mention it. It might have  just slip from my mouth while I'm talking to a certain someone."

"You are dead if you actually mentioned it to Amy. Gosh Dangit Nick. Always blabbering like a buffoon. Never shutting up."

"I don't exactly remember if I told her. Must've slipped my mouth. Eli's beauty was distracting."

"Why you little-"

"I'M KIDDING! Even if I told them. Their reactions would've been clear. They would've either one, totally not really care, two, care and start treating you differently, or three care so much about you that even with what you are now it won't change the way they admire and love you."

"they don't love me."

"Oh they do. They just have an odd way of showing it. Though I think Eli loves you like a brother. While Amy loves you like loves you and she wants to-"

"I get the message!" he butted in chuckling. 

"I wasn't aware I was sending you messages. I was clearly talking to you! Young man if I find out you are messaging people behind my back while talking to me there be trouble!" 

Ace started laughing on the other side of the room. Amy, who was sleeping on his lap, was awakened and was glaring at him as if he was the rudest being in the world. Eli was looking between us, with an odd look on her face. As if she was listening into our silent mind conversation.

"Yeah. Truly love me. Do you see the way she's looking at me?" shot Ace. 

"What is this?" came a new voice. Feminine. Eli's.

"ah. I see you've discovered our way of communicating without really talking. Just with thoughts." answered Ace. 

"Who can do this?"

"I guess only us. Amy might be able if she really opens her mind to it."

"Why can we do this?"

"Geez Eli. You ask more questions than Rita Skeeter. Want to write about this new found discovery of your powers?" sneered Ace. 

"No. It's just weird I've never heard of such a thing before."