The Arcane Society

Chapter 11

June 21st

I can't believe the first week of summer is over. I mean, I just got out of school on Wednesday! Plus, our government made us make up those 11 days of snow. Now my days consist of writing, reading, gaming, and critiquing other stories. We Wattpadians have to stick together after all. Two more days until Paris! What was even more surprising is how we actually got the trip.

**July 23rd 2013**

Mom and I were shopping and we came to the wine portion of the shop. My Mom loves to buy Monet Cadet, a french wine, just in case any guests came over. I suddenly noticed a slip on the neck of the bottle.

"Mom, there is a rebate slip on here." I looked closer. "Wait, it's a sweeptakes for a trip to Paris." The slip told us there were three ways to send the slip. Email, text or a three by five envelope.

So Mom bought two bottles, got home, and filled out the form and sent it through a three by five, or as I call it, Snail Mail. Mom wasn't a huge fan of technology, so, I taught her how to send emails, use a cellphone and text people. Mom noticed the sweepstakes corrospondant's name was Gene Digrassio
.

**One month later**

Mom got on the computer one morning to check emails from school when this popped up.

Dear Maria,

You are our grand prize winner for our Paris Sweepstakes. You and a guest will receive airline tickets for 7 days in Paris, and $1000!

-Gene Degrasio

"Elisabeth, could you come here?" I ran over and she asked me to verify the authenticity of the email. We thought it was a scam at first, until I checked the website.

"Son of a gun, Mom. Everything is true." I exclaim after a while.

I was super excited until I read the official rules.

"You and a guest (21 or over)..."

Crap, we have no family here in America if my Mom takes Dad.

After months of playing phone tag with Gene. The company allowed me to go along with Mom on the exception that I won't drink any wine...

**June 21st, 2014**

I wasn't allowed to tell a soul until the last day of school. But, I found a loophole. She never said what CONTINENT I was going to. So I said I was heading to Europe, again. (I went to Rome in 2010.) The only problem I have is my French Fluency. Because the only things I can say are:

Thank you (formal): Merci Bocu

Mornin': Bonjour

Yes: Oui. No: Non

The only things that are on my mind are I'm so doomed... and OMFG!

Sorry for the late chapter, Mom and I had to scramble to pack our luggage. It's goin' to be a couple hectic days till I can post freely.