• It was the night before the worst Christmas of her life. Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse. The next day was the day Brook’s live was roughened her mom was getting remarried to a guy that would act all nice and innocent around her mom. But when she was gone he was a jerk and yelled at her 5-year-old brother Login and Brooke as if they were slaves and after a year of them getting married. Her mom got ill and died. So now 13-year-old Brooke and 6-year-old Login are forced to live with the parent that abounded them. They’ve been here for about a week and the only time they’ve seen their dad is when he came to the door to welcome them to their new 'what he calls home'. Brooke starts school in a month her new school is St. John Institute sounds fun doesn’t I thought so too. At her old school she knew whom to sit with who not to sit with and teachers loved her so you see my point she knew her place at her old school. Know she got to find the right friends sit at the right table and get the teachers to like her it would be a real stress to me if I had to do all that. Let’s not forget homework in Junior High School they send home at least 5 pages of homework a day. Well she’s got to get down to dinner before Login or her nanny comes up.
    “Brooke why are you late to dinner every day” nanny spoke in a calm cool voice to Brooke
    “I don’t know I’m not hungry then,” Brooke said in her everyday what do you care tone of voice. Later that night in her dad’s bedroom
    “I don’t get her Amy it’s like she doesn’t get enough attention or something,” her dad said tiered of trying to please Brooke way.
    “Well honey she’s a teen age girl it’s harder for her to move a life then the boy’s life. He is just know starting school she has to move schools to” his wife said.
    “You’re right honey I need to relax a bit” Brooke’s dad said
    Step mom started to talk like always “I’ll have the maid call in sick for you and try and spend more time with your kids ok.” There you go theirs the stepparent again this one doesn’t seem so bad but don’t judge a book by its cover. The next morning he did spend more time with Login. Brooke had school and homework then went on a bike ride to the library, got some books, and information about Bald Eagles for her report.
    “Hay Brooke right,” it was some stranger.
    “Yes I’m Brooke,” she was a little confused.
    “Sorry I’m a little ahead of myself I’m your stepsister Emily you can call me Emma” she spoke like Brooke’s step mom. “My mom made me stay at my dad so you and your brother could get settled in first.”
    “Ok still a little fuzzy here anybody going to fill me in over here” she wasn’t surprised he didn’t tell about his wife but not telling her about a stepsister.
    “Your dad thinks the world of you he just doesn’t know how to talk to people he probably told your mom to tell you about me. Have you met Ella or Marsha yet,” the blond girl just kept talking. All Brooke was thinking was two-thing will she ever shut up and whose Ella and Marsha.
    Finally she just blurted out “One shut up and two who’s Ella and Marsha?”
    “Great I have to tell you everything!” All she could think after that was the way you talk you like to tell people everything. “Hello Brooke I said Marsha is my older sister and Ella is our little sister she’s only two months old.” You wonder what was going through her head was I have a little sister and my dad didn’t tell me. That was about the time my mom died though and we we’re at grandma’s house. He probably taught it’d be too hard on me if I knew or he didn’t know where I was or how to tell me.
    She was backing home now “I’m Beat and I still have dinner to go thought.”
    “Hi Emma and Brooke I’m having your dinner sent to your room like we do ever first day of school Emma you’ll be sharing a room with Brooke” It was Amy again. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any worse she pulls the carpet from under her. Can things get worse. The answer is “Yes” they can then Amy started to talk “Brooke you would you like to go shopping with me and your step sister?”
    Her answer out of politeness had to be, “Yes may I ask what were going shopping for.”
    Then Emma said “Your brothers birthday and for us girls to spend time together find some close for you and me find a two piece get some food have a little fun silly.”
    “Emma” Amy snipped “You know that is not all we’re going for.”
    “But you told me not to tell her” Emma replied.
    “That was yesterday I not to tell her before I ask her if she wanted to go or not we go on a weekly boy shop nearby but we can drop you off here after we shop” what did she just say a boy shop I think that’s what Amy said.
    “What is a boy shop?’ did she just ask that.
    “Sorry I didn’t know oh it’s a shop where you can find a date or let the date find you maybe for prom or just a night on the town.” why would a girl like to do that Emma seems to though.
    “So do you want to go or not do you have too much homework,” Emma said impatiently.
    She really did want her to go so to be nice she said “yes I‘ll go to.” The next morning didn’t go as well she hoped it would be. First the boys were all staring at her then Emily got jealous and now we are at the boy shop younger than her. There have been five boys ask her out seven ask her. Her name and three ask her both.
    “Um, excuses me miss are you busy at the moment.” There was a boy blond hair blue eyes she had seen him over with Emma when they walked in.
    “No, not really,” she was a little nerves because Emma was her stepsister and she didn’t want Emma to hate her.
    “What’s your name I think you’re in the same class as me you’re the new girl right.” Who is he what is his name?
    “Yeah,” Brooke said quietly “My name is Brooke, Brooke Livingood.” Brooke was a little louder the second time she said her name.
    “I’m Cameron nice to meet you,” so his name is Cameron “It must be you all the boys are talking about they’re right you are super hot so you’re 12.”
    “No, I’m 11 I skipped a grade at my old school. I’m in 7th grade instead of 6th grade.” Brooke said in a confident and proud way.
    “Wow, you must be smart,” by now Brooke had forgotten all about him taking to Emma earlier.
    “Not really I’m normal,” they were sitting down now Cameron had gotten her a drink and they were sharing a plate of cheese fries.
    “So are you looking for a date or what?” Cameron seemed nice but so had her step dad at first.
    “No, I’m here with my step mom and stepsister Amy and Emma.” She started to rub her arms because she was cold and had left her jacket in the car.
    “Are you cold?” Cameron asked.
    “A little but I’m fine,” she didn’t know what he could do to help her.
    “We could go over to the room over there and talk some more if you want?” Cameron pointed to a room over in the corner I had a bad feeling about this but Brooke just went right ahead She just fallowed him no questions “So you’re Emma’s stepsister. What was your mother’s name? Why did you move here?” Cameron seemed to be getting a little nosey but Brooke still answered him. She isn’t the brightest bulb on the tree is she?
    “Her name is Kristina she died about two months ago,” Brooke’s voice went soft and sad.
    “I’m sorry but I have to go.” Cameron walked over to a door that said employees only “Tyler it’s her, the one she’s here!” Cameron said once he got inside the room door closed behind him.
    “You mean the one I’ve been looking for?” It was dark and hard to see in the room so it was I couldn’t see the one named Tyler.
    “Yes Princess Alexandra she still seems to think she’s human she sure smells like it.” Cameron said to a figure now at the door he was about the size of a normal tall but then something strange happened he shrank to the size of most boys’ 11-years-old.
    “She still smelled like human? Cameron keep an eye on her tell me when you smell wild butterfly from her or anyone else who will be going to go to M.S.F. (Magical School for Fairies).While saying that entire thing he changed back.
    “Yes sir,” Cameron said in a servant like way. The next day Brooke was sick and couldn’t go to church.
    “Madam would you like some O.J. (orange juice) or toast.”
    “No Preston I’m fine” Brooke said in a sickly voice.
    “Water, aspirin, is there anything I can get you?” Preston asked in a worried way.
    “Water would be nice” Brooke knew this would calm him down a little bit.
    “Yes madam I’ll be right back,” Preston had a smile on his face knowing that he could do something for Brooke helped him cheer up. Preston left to get some water.
    Brooke’s nana came in “you have a visitor Cameron or Cody something that starts with a “C”.” here nana seemed in a good mood today.
    “Oh, Cameron’s here!” Brooke got up quickly got dressed in a fancy light blue and white dress.
    Mean while down stairs Brooke’s nanny had went to the door. Then she stopped she noticed the cold wind but no doors or windows were to be left closed and never opened for a reason/ reasons known to few in the house. Nana happened to know the reason for this and was looking everywhere for something even after she closed the window.
    “What you looking for?” Her nana jumped so high when she heard Brooke’s voice “Sorry” Brooke said.
    “It’s ok; I’m not looking for any….” She stopped mid sentence because when she looked up she noticed something odd her nana first realized Brooke was glowing then she realized she looked like the girl in the legends a legend passed down in here family for years. “Brooke come sit down next to me on the couch.”
    “What about Cameron?” Brooke asked reminding nana what she had come down stairs for.
    “Elsa” nana called to one of the maids.
    “Yes Paige (Paige is nana’s real name),” Elsa answered.
    “Get the door and send the boy to Brooke’s room for a little bit” She told Elsa when she came in the living room.
    Elsa just nodded and went to get the door. “What did you want to talk to me about?” Brooked asked a little puzzled.
    “Will um Brooke there is ah…” she paused trying to get it out “You are a”
    “Were home” Brooke’s dad came though the front door.
    “Hi sir” Paige replied.
    “Paige can I talk to you in the kitchen for a minute Amy you can come two.” Brooke’s dad voice was stern.
    In the kitchen “What were you thinking telling her would be dangerous to her and the whole house hold!” Brooke’s dad was yelling so loud she could hear him in the living room she ran to hear more.
    “She can use her powers now earlier she looked just like her mother did. I think it’s time.” Paige’s voice was soft and gentle.
    “That is not your decision to make.” Her dad was still yelling.
    “I agree with Paige.” Amy finally putting her opinion “I know you wanted to keep her away from this life but what if her powers come out at school that would put her in more danger.” Brook was wondering what powers she was talking about “By the way your daughter is listening.” The door flew open in a flash Brooke knew she had been caught.
    Brooke how much did you hear?” Paige asked in a calm cool voice.
    “Since my dad yelling at you I missed a little of what you and Amy said after that” she wasn’t going to lie she knew they would find out what heard she didn’t know how but she knew they would.
    “We will talk later Cameron is not to know of what we said.” Paige said in a soft but stern way.
    “Yes mama” Brooke said but she had so many questions she guessed that that they could wait till later so she just went upstairs. “Hay what you think you’re doing that’s my diary!” She ran to the bunk bed in the middle of the floor.
    “Sorr…” Cameron sniffed the air “I have to go.”
    Brooke looked at him funny “Go where? But I just got here.”
    “Fine, where’s the bathroom then?”
    “Down the hall to the left”
    “Thanks” Cameron went to the bathroom “She smells like it at first it was light and I thought it was a butterfly then it got real strong. I knew it was Alexandra.”
    “Yes I know you told me. Do you know are there any other fairies or boys that will go to Blue Dragon or U.S.W. (Underground School for Witches)?” the voice was the same as Tyler and I think that was who it was.
    “No!” the whole house seemed to shake and rumble at the sound of Brooke’s dad’s voice. Both Brooke and Cameron went to see what was.
    Brooke was the first one in the room she ran all the way “What’s the matter? What happened?” Brooke said out of breath. Amy, Paige, and Mr. Livingood (Brooke’s dad) stared at Brooke like she was crazy.
    “I think someone from either M.S.F. or U.S.W. might be coming.” Cameron had came in. “My name is Prince Cameron Radford from Blue Dragon.”
    “Daddy, is he crazy?” Brooke looked at Cameron funny and Cameron looked at the others funny.
    “Well, well, well if it isn’t Prince Cameron and Princess Alexandra. “There was a new figure in the room and elderly woman with an elderly man behind her. Mr. Livingood cleared his throat loudly. “Ah, King Michael is that you?” The woman hugged Mr. Livingood.
    “Daddy, Amy, Nana someone answer me is she crazy because last time I checked my name was Brooke not Alexandra there was no place U.S.W. or this M.S.F. What do they stand for?” Cameron and the strangers looked at Brooke like she as crazy the other three had their heads down.
    Brooke’s dad was the first to say something “We were going to tell her tonight and Emma. We told Gage this summer he is up stairs go show him dear.” Amy went up stairs with the old man right behind her,
    “Who’s gage?” Brooke had so many questions eating at her inside.
    “This child has much to know about her past and present.” The old lady said in solemn voice. “We can tell Emily tonight but Brooke has more of a past,” Brooke was shaking from fear and the question. “Let’s go sit down in the front room shall we.”
    “Yes I’ll lead you.” Brooke’s dad seemed nervous.
    “Brooke you know stories of queens, princesses, prince, and kings of different worlds Heroes, fairies, witches and all that good stuff.” The woman said.
    “Yes of course I have since I was little.” Brooke said like it was an odd question and it was for you would never guess what came out of every ones mouth that brisk autumn day.
    “I’m Mrs. Rinker and the headmistress of M.S.F. or Magical Studies for Fairies. My friend Mr. Sciltz is master of Blue Dragon. Last but not least Mrs. Green the evil witch and headmistress of Underground School for Witches or U.S.W. . . .” Brooke was speechless. “You are probably wondering what this has to do with you. You are a fairy and a princess your name is Alexandra not Brooke.”
    “How come everyone has always called me Brooke then?” Brooke was even more confused than before.
    We wanted to protect you from the witches in case you had special powers like your mother’s.” Her dad said in a calm cool voice.
    “Mom had powers two! How come no one ever told me?” Brooke was excited yet unsure at the same time.
    “You are the heir to the throne of the planet Panasha. You see Logan is only your half brother on your mother’s side. You are a princess on your dad’s side. After Brooke a.k.a. Alexandra listened she ran out of the room and up the stairs. Tears bursting out of her eyes as she slammed the door shut and flopped herself on the bed.
    Emma looked down from the top bunk to say “What’s wrong with you?”
    “Did you know we are fairies?” Brooke wondered if she just hadn’t told her because Emma’s mother told her not to tell Brooke.
    (Continued in chapter 2-please comment)