Chapter One

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Does magic exist? I am sitting on the floor as usual in my sitting room, watching the news. Strange. But today, what they show on the news is um.. interesting? That's why I have a jumbo bowl of popcorn on the floor right in front of me. It's about Paris. Something about magical villains and superheros. There's this girl called Ladybug. And a black cat they call Cat Noir, obvious names of course. They look like highschool kids.
           They're up against a ginormous monster. Chewing some popcorn, I squint at the TV. And the villain kind of looks like a... little... baby! Pah! Hahaha! It's so funny, I almost choke on my popcorn. I quickly gulp down a glass of water. What?! It seems like I'm watching a movie until they shift to a different topic. How do they expect anyone sensible to actually believe that? I've been a superhero -self proclaimed but still a hero - for a while now and the only "villains" I have come across are criminals. Human nonmagical criminals.
           I switch the TV channel and stretch my legs out. It is starting to cramp. I'm feeling something soft against my arm and almost freak out. As I try to strike a defensive pose, I spill all of my popcorn over the tiles. Then, I turn around to see Percy, my pet cat staring at me.
  "Gee. Percy! You scare me."
She ignores me and starts eating off the floor. I don't mind because it's always clean.
         I get up to take the trash out. On my way to the kitchen, I stop to check my calendar and today is the day that those waste disposal people come so, I just decide to wheel out all of the trash. I rub my hands when I'm done and notice a piece of paper at the gate. It's a note. I look around. Who would leave a note in front of my gate? Hmm. Once inside, I drop the paper on the coffee table and wash my hands at the sink. Then, I open the curious note and all it says is:
IMPORTANT!
Meet us tonight at the bus stop.

         What? That's all? I don't even know who wrote the note. I search around the paper. There's no signature and how do I even know it's addressed to me? What bus stop? Well, I am very wanted because, of course, I am Golden Girl! Another question strikes me. What if they want to meet me? Or what if they want to meet Golden Girl?

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