You and Me

Chapter 4: Gathering Information

"She does," Elaina replied.

"Then shouldn't you have some form of magic in your body?"

"I don't know," Elaina replied. "My mom doesn't use her magic at all, so I find no reason why I would need to."

"Wait, Cayla," Brelyn continued. "You're the granddaughter of the freakin Fairy Godmother. Don't you have magic too?"

"I have magic in my blood," Cayla replied. "But I take after more of my dad."

"Can't you just get your mother's spellbook?" asked Jacey.

"Now, you know I can't do that!" Brelyn retorted. "That book is in the museum. Same goes for Elaina's mom's magic mirror. All of the artifacts of villains kept are in that museum. My parents would kill me if I ever got a hold of that book."

"Fine," Jacey gave in. "Party starts at 3. Alyssa says to come on time or else you'll be drinking cold tea."

"Eh, I don't even really like tea."

"Really?" Cayla asked. "Isn't it like a thing for royals to enjoy tea or something?"

"Yeah, but it's just too bitter for me. Dad says I get it from my mom. She's not a big fan of it either."

The bell rang, and the students began shuffling to their next class. "We don't wanna be late for class," Elaina stated. "See you guys later." The girls then separated as they went to their next class.

Brelyn entered her next class. She sat down and immediately started daydreaming. "Should I use my magic?" Brelyn thought to herself. She knew her parents would be very mad if she used it without their consent, but she also wanted to get better at using and controlling her magic.

"Brelyn," the teacher said snapping her out of her daze. "Can you tell me how you find the acceleration of an object with a mass of 5 kilograms sliding down an incline at 35 degrees?"

Brelyn sighed. "I hate physics," she said under her breathe.

Elaina was in her dad's classroom; she has a free period, so she often spent it with her dad or mom. Elaina was working on her pre-calc homework while she began daydreaming while looking out the window. Like in her dorm room, she had a perfect view of the Isle.

"Okay class," Doug said. "I will give you some independent time to work on whatever work needs to get done." Doug then walked over to his desk where Elaina was sitting. He noticed that Elaina wasn't focused on her homework. "Elaina."

"Hm?" she said, snapping out of whatever trance she was under.

"You were staring off into space for a while," Doug said. "Is everything alright?"

"Oh, yeah," Elaina said with a chuckle. "I-I was just thinking."

"About what?"

Elaina wasn't sure if she should tell her dad about what was on her mind. It was a topic that should probably be talked to with her mom, but her mom always avoided it. "What is it like over there on the Isle?" she said motioning to the Isle out the window.

Doug turned towards the window and laid eyes on the Isle. He had remembered being a teenager and wondering the same thing his daughter has. At the age of sixteen, he had been daydreaming about a pretty, smart girl with gorgeous, royal blue hair, and adorable, dark brown eyes. Little did he know that the girl he dreamed about would turn out to be real. Now, he is married to that girl and has a daughter with her.

Doug turned back around to face his daughter; she looked just like her mother from the blue hair to the dark brown eyes. The only difference was the glasses that made her eyes pop out even more; that's what she has gotten from him. "Why do you ask?"