White Magic

Introduction Part 1

Hey guys! :D This is my first book on wattpad. And since im putting it on wattpad, that gives me motivation that I have to hold a story line and I have to continue writing it. I usually dont finish books, because the story line fizzles out. But, im branching out and writing about other things now. This is the first mystery book ive written (well, writing, i havent finished it yet.) and the first book ive written set in the 1900's. But I got inspired by Sherlock Holmes, and I thought..hey, I should give writing a mystery series a try! So here it is...White Magic :) Enjoy!

Introduction Part 1~

"Eleanor Feilding," I said as formally as I could muster. "I'm sorry miss, I can't let you in. Not without an invitation," says the gaurd at the front door of the big 1800's english mansion. "I understand," I smile sweetly before walking back down the garden path.

When im out of sight of the gaurd, I put on my mask and make my way around the back of the house. I'm getting into that party, no matter what.

I stand on my tippy toes and look through the window around the back. The kitchen. Maids and cooks are busily making and serving food out on trays. This isnt the way in, for sure.

I make my way a little further round and find another window. A bathroom! Perfect. I push the window up and peer in, no one has come in so far. I throw my purse in through the window and it lands on the floor with a clunk just as someone walks in and closes the door. The stare at the purse in bewilderment for a second but I drop down before they catch a glimpse of me. I cluch to the wall, hoping they dont have half a mind to look out the window. They don't look out. I hear the toilet flush, the door open and I clamber in. I fix my self up, twisting my dress back to normal and flattening down my hair. The door closes and I glance over, a boy about my age stands there in shock looking at me. "I'm- I'm so sorry!" he says in a fluster. I walk over to him and put my hand to his cheek. "What- what are you doing?" he says. I press my lips to his and he looks shocked. "Who are-" but before he can finish his sentance he falls to the floor. Don't worry, its just my lipstick, it has a mild sedative in it. "Richard? Richard are you all right in there?" there's a voice outside the door. I open it and a boy stands there his hand poised about to knock on the door. I rip off his black mask. "I should've known" I grin. "Peter Florence, what a surprise. You do realise that your not welcome here?" I walk around him. "Oh, I think I am," he flashes an invitation in my face. He looks into the bathroom and see's his friend, Richard, on the floor. "What did you do to Richard?" he shrieks. He turns around to face me and pulls off my mask. "Ellie!" he gasps. "Eleanor," I sigh. "What are you doing here?" he frowns. "Same reason as you, do not look at me like that," I tell him. Peter rushes over to Richard and feels his pulse. "Sedative Lipstick? Playing that trick again are we?" he turns his head towards me and raises his eyebrows. "Yes, do you want a try?" I grin sheepishly. "No, thankyou" he laughs. He stands up and looks at me with a grin. "Come on then, lets put Richard somewhere safe and then let's go solve this mystery together,"

"Oooh, sounds exhilarating"