The Döppelganger Witch

🍏Thirty One 🍏

" One ,two ,buckle my shoe ,three, four, knock on the door ...".

Ella groaned softly as she opened her eyes in a room that looked like something out of the 1940's.

"...five ,six, pick up sticks ,seven ,eight lay them straight ,nine ,ten, begin again ...".

She frowned at the sound of girls' voices . That's what woke her ,she knew ,and it sounded like it came from the open window of the room she laid in .

Deciding to have a look ,she push back the bedding , swinging her legs off the bed and placing her feet on the icy wooden floor .

She frowns slightly when she realises that she wore a long nightdress of light pink and it was made of some kind of light breezy material .

" Where'd I get this ?", she wonders out loud ," why am I dressed in these weird clothes?".

Just then all of a sudden the door to her room swings open and in comes a tall woman with long blonde hair and brown eyes .

" Ah, you're awake ", she says her tone clipped , " get ready Clara , young Jameson Norcross will be here any moment to take you to his house today ."

Clara? Why's she calling me Clara ?.

" Are you listening , Girl , get up ,I said ".

" Yes , Ma'am ", Ella finds herself replying sharply .

She gets up after that and walks over to her window to look out  only to see a narrow street with weird looking Vintage cars parked in the small driveways .

Where in Merlin's name am I ?.

There were kids playing hopscotch on the sidewalks . Girls wearing strange dresses and boys wearing nice tailored shorts and white shirts .

" Hurry up !", the woman urges and so she turns around to walk over to a closet, pulling open the door .

A smart  red dress and a light beige cardigan was all that hung  in there .

What the peanuts what kind of a joke is this ? !.

The sound of a knock on a door somewhere causes the woman to become frantic .

" He's here , Clara , get a move on while I try and stall him a little bit ".

With a soft huff she grabs the clothes wondering where she could get shoes .

She gets dress quickly before she searches for shoes that she finds eventually on a chair with some knee-high socks to go with them .

"Oh , Joy , I'm gonna look like some school girl ", she says to the room at large while she pulls on the socks and shoes .

" Clara!".

With a soft sigh and a roll of her eyes  she  leaves the room, following a narrow hallway to where she thought the woman's voice had come from . She reaches a kind of living room just when a familiar looking  man with green eyes and light brown hair gets to his feet . She would know that face always . He looked just like her _

" Uncle Stefan?".

The man's face became confused and so does the woman's .

" I'm sorry who ?", he asks in the deep  voice of her Uncle Stefan .

Ella didn't know what to answer because she realises her mistake at saying  Stefan's name .

" Haha , Clara and her funny little jokes ", the woman says , feigning a laugh .

The man just smiled slightly before nodding .

" Shall we go ?", he asks .

Ella nods knowing that ,that is what the woman expects of her .