Maya land... Maybe, sorta, continue if you dare....

2| THE IDEA

"This is your idea?" Maya asks Kaitlin as Kaitlin leads her to a private jet. "How'd you get a jet?"

"I know the queen of England?"

"Is that a question or a statement, Kaitlin?" Maya asks skeptically.

"Both?" Kaitlin shakes her head. "I have contacts from the Magical Assembly Branch. I also make lots of money from being Head Alchemy Administrator."

"Whoa. You weren't kidding about that Pegasus Über." Maya gasps, astonished.

"Aren't you magical? Since you're the chosen one?" Kaitlin speculates.

"Umm...I taught a rhino how I read." Maya says. Umm...yeah. That sounds believable...right?

"Wow!!!"

Apparently so.

They both pile into the jet. Maya sits down in a recliner chair across from Kaitlin.

"Where are we going?" Maya asks as she receives a [insert favorable drink here].

Kaitlin eats a kit Kat. Kaitlin and Maya buckle their seat belts. "We're going to seek the advice of Katie."

"Doesn't she live down the street?" Maya questions. What else has this new logic twisted around like a Twizzler? Usually she resides in her room (or actually what she calls her "Evil Fangirl Lair") or plays video games in her basement.

"She followed her dreams and moved to London."

"Like, London in Kentucky?" Maya inquires further.

"Like, London in England."

"What about the Narwhals?"

The sky darkens and the wind picks up—

"OKAY nevermind!" Maya laughs nervously. "We don't need any storms whilst flying in a plane."

"Oh, right!" Kaitlin laughs. "When we arrive in England, we must find her apartment. Where she continues her lifestyle of not leaving. She'll stick out like a sore thumb, because unlike her, Londoners are pale because of the weather conditions."

"And she'll know the prophecy thing?" Maya asks.

"Hopefully. She'll come up with something. She hasn't been to many Magic Meetings lately—probably because of the Game of Thrones finale airing."

"I can't watch that show. But I understand that with Grey's Anatomy and all that." Maya says.

Well, lemme fast forward through the rest of the ride. I would do the math and calculate how many hours of the plane ride there is to give you an idea of why there's a time skip, but it's summer and I'm sort of not the most enthusiastic mathlete...

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It's raining when they arrive at London. Maya convinces Kaitlin to take a regular cab and not a Pegasus as a form of transportation to get to Katie's street.

All of the houses look the same. Maya thinks, intrigued. It's that Victorian era renovations that left its architectural influence, I think.

Kaitlin and Maya exit the cab and Kaitlin texts Katie that they've arrived. They walk up the stairs and knock on Katie's apartment door.

It creaks open.

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This is the end of this chapter!

Will Katie help?

Why is she British?

Am I Katie who is living through her/my dream of living in London through this weird alternate reality?

Yes.

Yes I am.

But what will Katie say? Is she even home? Is she eating food? Am I making food analogies and references because I'm kinda hungry?

Yes. BURRITOS roll down a slope.

And a flower flies through the sky.