Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

"I know one thing they were right about," Brooke told him as she started towards their train, "These WILL be the years I look back on fondly." She laughed at her own joke and stepped hesitantly onto the train. It was weird walking down the middle, and she kept looking for an empty cart. When she found one, she placed her magical stuff and clothes in the overhead area, and took her travel case into the cart. She opened it up, and quickly stuffed the many gold coins her gramma had given her in the seams of the case. She stuffed a bunch in the pocket of her jeans that she had sewn herself. She wore a pink skirt over the jeans, and had a pink tank top with a white tee that she had cut the sleeves on so they hung just over her shoulders. Taking out her school cloak/robe/thingy, she began to cut and sew quickly and delicately.

"Of course!" She gestured to the seat across from her, glad she wasn't stuck with an older person. She would be kinda creeped out to have three creepy teen kids sitting with her. She got back to work on her project of a robe, taking the silver and gold tie and cutting it into two strips. She stopped suddenly, glancing at him. He was staring at her work. She reached in her travel case and pulled out a huge zip-lock bag full of unwrapped Rolos. She took one and threw the bag at Reggie. "You know how to sew?" She asked, Stitching up the odd side of the ripped tie. She knew by the looks of it, that this was her best piece yet.

"I, uh," Brooke laughed, reaching in her bag, "Actually do." She pulled out a bag of pink yarn and threw it at Ebbs, laughing as he attacked it without mercy. She stole the bag of Rolos from Reggie again, and threw a bunch in her mouth. They were her favorite candy right next to Sweedish Fish. She had all of her favorites in her bag, and her gramma gave her a spell to refil her 20 oz bottle of soda. She promised to send more candy everytime mail came, so she kept the spell to refil the candy bags. Brooke gasped, snatching the yarn from Ebbs. "Wait just one second!" She told the cat as he bit her hand. She laughed at him as she pulled the end of the yarn and snipped off a piece, then watched as Ebbs tangled himself in the mess of string. Brooke laughed as she stuck the yarn into a hole, threading it all the way around.

Ooc: sorry guys! I was off because of homework and everything :'( School is on for me now :'( Here I go!

Ic:

Taylor Evens was, to her and her family, a normal, regular, human being, a pretty one to be exact. She went to a regular elementary school, Water View Elementary and was about to start 6th grade in Water View Middle School. She was tall and pretty, obsessed with Abercrombie, Aeropostale, and Hollister, and the most popular girl in her school. Her parents loved her, and Taylor was the 'unusual popular' kind of girl. She's sweet and shy, everybody loves her, and she's amazing in school, as long as she puts her mind to it. Some popular girls are snobby, mean, and bossy, but Taylor isn't like that. She's an amazing violinst and loves to ice-skate. But, that's not what's really in her....

"Taylor, could you please go get the mail?" Mesmay, Taylor's mom asked her daughter. Taylor looked up from her book, Twilight, by Stephenie Meyer. She sighed. "I really hate to put this book down.." she muttered to herself. "OK, I'll be there in a sec!" She called to her mom. "Thank you sweety!" Mesmay called. Taylor shook it off. Taylor ran down the stairs and went to the closet door. She quickly pulled out her old ankle-high sneakers and put them on. Taylor petted her ****er spainel, Moon, and ran out the door with the mail keys in her hand. Thomp, thomp, Her shoes went as they hit the concrete floor. Taylor could feel the wind blowing through her long hair, the wind against her face and slowed to a stop as she reached the mailbox. She jammed the key in and turned right. The mailbox flew open. Inside the box was only a single letter. Taylor grabbed it and closed the mailbox, leaving instantly. She ran back home and gave the letter to her mom. "Here's the mail," she said then turned to leave. Mesmay patted her head. "Thanks sugar," she said. Taylor was about to go when got stopped by her mom. "This is to you," she said. "Who's Hogwarts?" she asked. "Made a new friend?" Taylor shook her head slowly, shocked. She let her fingers tear open the envelope. In it it read:

Hogwarts
School of Witchcraft and Wizzardry
Headmaster: Lysander

   I'm pleased to tell you that you've been accepted to Hogwarts, the school of Witchcraft and Wizzardry. I ask that you have all the required items in order before the starting date of September 1st. In this letter is one train ticket from; Dennis, Cape Cod; to the school. Your train number is Nine and Two Thirds (9 2/3). We look forward to seeing you in one small month!

Mrs. Aphrodite
Deputy Headmaster

"School of Witchcraft and Wizzardry?" Taylor muttered. Suddenly she smiled. "MOM? I'M A WITCH!" She grabbed Mesmay's arms and they started dancing around the kitchen. "I'm a witch, I'm a witch!" It made since now. When Taylor was little, a bully was making fun of her name and a rock hit her head. Taylor didn't throw it. Many more things happened, too. Suddenly, Taylor let go of her mom's hand and said seriously even though there was a smile on her face, "Mom, we got some shopping to do!"

"Hello?" Taylor asked cautiously as she entered the wand shop. "Anyone here?" She got startled when an old man came to her on a sliding latter. "Hello, hello!" he said happily. "You must be Taylor Evens, the muggle-born girl!" Taylor nodded, then asked, "Muggle?" The old man laughed. "Muggle, not magical, just a way of saying it to us," he explained paitently. He left, and a second later, he was back with a long but skinny case. He opened it and gave the wand to Taylor. She gently took it. She stood there with the wand in her hand, motionless. "Wave it!" he said excitedly. "Wave it!" Taylor gently twirled the wand and it broke a vase. "Not that..." he said. He put the wand back and came with another case. He gave the wand to Taylor and she took it. She waved it and a glittery twirl shot out from it, and Taylor felt like she was riding a unicorn. "That's it!" the man said happily. "It's made out of unicorn hair and phenix feather! Quite unusual but it works!" he was jumping up and down. Taylor set the wand down and left with it, her books, robes, and other stuff for her Hogwarts school. As she turned around, she was her mother in the window with a white persian cat. Taylor ran out the door and Mesmay exclaimed, "Supprise!" Taylor smiled huge. "She's beautiful!" she said. Mesmay agreed. "Name?" her mom asked. Taylor instantly replied, "Mia. It fits her!"

"Platform nine and 2/3.... nine and 2/3...." Taylor kept saying. "Nine and 2/3..." She stopped. "There's a nine and a ten, but no nine and 2/3!" She stared, confused, and heard somebody say, "Come on guys! Nine and 2/3 here!" Taylor slowly walked towards them. "Um.." she said shyly. "Could you help me get into platfomr Nine and 2/3 too? I'm going to Hogwarts also...." She blushed slightly.