Keeper of the Wand

Same but Different

Hey guys! So, we finally get to the chapter about St. O's. What's Rose connection with that school anyway? We're about to find out. Here's the new chapter! :D

-Rose's POV-

"Marco," I said. "If your going to practice breaking four pieces of wood again, make sure to start off slow."

"I know," he said, smiling. I was with Marco in his room, helping him with his karate. He said he needed somebody there to make sure nothing like last time happened. But I knew better that he just wanted me to be there to show off. He said he's been practicing and can break up to five pieces of wood now. He placed the fifth piece of wood between the two cinder blocks. He took a couple of deep breaths and I moaned. "I can't watch," I said, covering my eyes.

"Rose," I heard Marco say. I felt his hands over mine and he moved them from my face. I looked at him, trying hard not to blush or say anything about the fact of how close he was. "You got to trust me. I won't break my arm; I've been practicing."

I sighed and nodded, "Okay." He lowered my hands and went back to his standing position in front of the cinder blocks. I clutched the edge of his bed and watched, nervous. He took a couple deep breaths and then said, "HII-YAH!" He brought his arms down and he smashed through the five pieces of wood. I gasped and clapped, "That was amazing Marco! now you can beat up twice as many monsters!"

He laughed and said, "Let's go find your sister and see if she wants to come."

I jumped off the bed, following after him towards my room. What I had expected to see was a happy Star, saying Happy Birthday to Pony Head through the mirror. Instead, I found her on the floor, sobbing. "Star?!" I asked, concerned. I ran over to her and pulled out a tissue, giving it to her. "What happened?! Is everything okay?!"

"It's PonyHead," she said, taking the tissue from me. "She's having a terrible birthday. Best Besties shouldn't let Best Besties have terrible birthdays!" she blew her nose into the tissue and said, "And PonyHead is having the worst one yet!"

Marco hesitated and glanced at me, silently asking to leave. I shook my head and said, "We got to get her of there."

This seemed to cheer Marco up. "A breakout? Why didn't you say so?"

I helped Star up and Marco said, "Wait, isn't St. O's-" Before he could finish his sentence, Star ran away from us, screaming the name he just said. "Star," I said, trying hard not to glare at Marco. "We haven't even left yet." she walked out from behind her clothes rack and I stared at the pair of boots that were kicking under her rug. "Sorry," she said, walking towards us.

"What's under your rug?!" he asked, looking at me. I shrugged my shoulders saying, "I don't know."

"But one thing's for sure," Star said. "Never step on it."

"Let's get back to the breaking out thing," Marco said.

"but nobody's ever broken out of St. O's!" Star said. I cleared my throat loudly and said, "Uh, Star!"

Both Marco and Star looked at me. "If you've forgotten, I went there for a short time," I said. "AND managed to escape. I was the only princess to ever escape out of there, without having to lose anything about myself."

"Oh yeah!" Star said. "You came home and mom and dad were horrified by how you told them about that place and what they tried to do to you."

"What did they try to do to you?" Marco asked, sounding worried. I shivered at remembering the memories from that place. "Let's just say once you go in, you don't come back out the same," I said. "But now I heard the bumped up the security ever since my escape and now it's a lot harder to get out."