Wanting to fit in...

chapter three.. another muggle

'NO, you shut up , you filthy human and go away' Gerr he was so frustrating , like who just follows a stranger everywhere ugh

"Hey i'm being a gentleman by following you safely home, like who forgets where they live?. I mean we're in the same street with your house.. how is that hard to remember ...it's not even 20 steps.."

'It's not my fault I just moved here..' by this point in our shouting match we were entering my house...

'MOOOM !!!!' I shouted looking everywhere for her. 'KITCHEN' ok kitchen it is ..

'Look mother I brought you a friend , another filthy muggle . You two can become best friends and plot my demise together.. K? good bye now'

With those last words I climbed the stairs to look for a suitable room mm ugh I totally forgot that I spent almost all my time obsessed with the pool.. I mean it was a pretty pool but it's my pool now well actually my mom's but what's her's is mine right?

HAH! I've found the one... And might I say it's beautiful whoo

The walls werein a dark blue and there was a white fuzzy carpet.

The bed was circular and was hoisted off the floor attached to the ceiling by beams can someone say Yay

There were glow in the dark star stickers on the walls and roof . That looked so pretty.. How are they glowing ? It was still early.

Oh I see now the light in the room was'nt on I've been standing in the darkness for god knows how long.

Now I have to go down all those stairs again just to get my suitcases to pack my room ugh we should seriously invest in an elevator ooh or even better brooms, flying brooms of course what would be the purpose of normal brooms such awful creatures don't tell them I said that of course .. Brooms are persons too.

I'm making my way downtown walking south yippie yippie yay yay I don't know the rest of the words.

I was hopping down the stairs singing at the top of my lungs, when... Dun dun dun..

Lo and behold .. Guess who was here..yes

Step on down because you my. Friend have guessed it...hook was still here doing what looked like helping my mom unpack..ehh he was good for something ..he just took a whole lot of work off of my shoulders can some one say YAY.

'Hello peasants, I see you're putting your energies to good use..mother would you be so kind to show me the location of my luggage? I

'Does she always act like this?' Hook whispered to my mom...it's obvious he never learned the art of whispering because I heard.

'Like what? Crazy,insane,psychotic?' My mom whispered back, 'yea all of the above'

'Oh that, I don't know , , it's something that just always happened..I forgot when it started ..its not anything serious I sent her to a therapist once.. God help that poor lady now' with a look of what could only be described as a look of sadness and curiosity.

All I could think was she doesn't know when it started , doesn't even remember.. How can she not remember .