Chapter 3- Natalie

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I stared at the empty space where my best friend and her weirdo buddy had just been.

Okay recap.

In the last five minutes I had

Found out that my best friend had wings???? Excuse me what???

Been threatened with a giant sparkly sword

Been given a stupid business card and no other explanation???

Seen two people just vanish on the spot. Like poof! Gone!


In conclusion I think I needed to take a long nap and maybe burn all of my science books because they had been no help in understanding whatever this was.

Jenna had left her sword on the ground, where she'd dropped it.

I picked it up gingerly.

It really was sparkly. If it had been night, I might have even called it glow-in-the-dark. It had a blade maybe two or three feet long, and a heavily embellished, curvy hilt. It looked like gold, although I had never seen gold with that much glitter.

I unzipped my backpack and pressed it between the pages of a book. Hopeful it wouldn't slice anything up. (And even if it did, it's not like I was all that big a fan of Lord Byron anyway.)

Then I went and slowly walked back to Sweet Cups and sat down at my table. I took a long sip of the drink I had left behind, staring blankly at nothing.

I pulled the business card out and read through it.

Madame Corinne's Club of Winged, Wand-Wielding, and Waterproof Teenagers was the name of the organization. Then there was an address. Nothing more.

Great. How helpful, Jenna. Thanks for leaving me until three o'clock tomorrow with a billion questions and nothing to do about them.

I put my head in my hands.

What the hell. 

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