A witch's tale (The witch chronicles, book 1)

Chapter 6: Uncle's office

I was in my uncle's office. It was dull. Typical beige walls, dark red carpeting, black curtains, a wooden desk, a spinny black leather office chair, the other chairs were hard with the colour white, and a bunch of office supplies. The chairs were hard and I knew this because I was sitting on one. It was so hard and my butt was falling asleep. I mean at least the possibility of Troy and his poor stupide excuse of a girlfriend weren't going to be here.

Hecklio was on the phone talking to Headmistress Pixia (I pressume). His chair was turned towards the window and I was feeling alone at this moment. This was weird since I was taking an online course, I never entered an office before. This was the type of office that I have seen on TV other than that I wouldn't have seen an office let alone have one to compare to.
Anyway, he was too busy to remember that I was there.

Great. (NOTE SARCASIM). I'm in an office for who knows what reason, and the person who wanted to see me is on their phone! How dare he!?! Heck! I didn't do anything other than insult annoying people.

My uncle got off the phone and turned his attention to me. "Do you know why you are here?" He asked. Idiot. He called me in here, not the other way around.

"No." I said. I honestly have no clue on what I did to be in his office.

"You aren't in trouble." Hecklio said as if reading my thoughts. "It's about your parents and such. Do you know what happened?"

"No, because I don't even remember them. I was adopted. My parents weren't there as I grew up but I didn't know they existed since my adoptif mother didn't bother to said anything to me. She was busy with getting drunk and stuff like that." I answered. This subject is touchy for me. I don't like speaking about my mother or her family. They are a bunch of spoiled brats.

"Okay, so you only know what I have told you, correct?" He said looking at me expextently as if I knew something, which I didn't.

"Yes..." I answered confused. What was this really about?

"We will talk again tomorrow, Pheobe." Hecklio said as he turned his chair near the window nd waved his hand in dismissal.

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I was sleeping in my dorm. I didn't bother going to anyother class of the day. I just said that I wasn't feeling good. That I needed to adjust. It worked so here I am in my dormroom at 9pm. Trying to sleep.

As the darkness and need of slumber tried to take over, a dream or something of the sort appeared... Of my past. Before my failure of a mother. The Dreskestia family.

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Heyo! I'm back! Did you miss me? Nah, just kidding. So did you like the chapter? Sorry it took so long, I'm just so busy now days. I should be making longer chapters now, longer than like 400 words that is. And be very nice and check out my other books please! THANK YOU!

-NCP274 ;)