Chatterbox: Inkwell

Ok, I'm writing a book write now (yay!). It's called Alisa Turcker (still working on a last name) and the Monster from Takoma. I have a lot more done, but here's the beginning ~is proud~

P.S. Sorry It's long Admin.

Alisa ran and ran but she did not seem to be moving at all. The monster behind her was. She looked back. It was black with red eyes and fangs. She took one last jump to get away. It grabbed her around the throat…ß Alisa woke with a start. It was only a dream. Breathing hard, she looked in the mirror and saw she was sweating. Then she remembered. It was the first day at her new boarding school. She did not know why Mom had switched her. Mom had loved that school, and so had Alisa. She jumped out of bed and threw off her pajamas. After she was dressed, she ran to the kitchen where her mother was getting ready to fix breakfast. “Today’s the big day!” Alisa shouted so that Mother nearly dropped an egg on the floor. “Yes, I’m fixing your favorite.” “Sunny side up, wheat toast, bacon, crepes and iced tea?” “Yes.” “Great!” Alisa ran back to the bathroom and brushed her hair blond until it gleamed and shimmered. She ran back singing “Birdland” by the Manhattan Transfer. To her surprise, breakfast was already ready. “I’ve never seen anybody so excited to go to boarding school before. Even after being homeschooled all their life.” Mom commented as Alisa gulped down food barely chewing. “Well, I’ll make new friends and learn new things.” “I thought it was because you didn’t want me around anymore.” “Mo-om!” Alisa wined. “Why would you think that?” “I was only being sarcastic.” After breakfast, Alisa ran to her room and drug in a giant suitcase stuffed to bursting. “I don’t think you’ll need all that,” remarked Mother. “I could probably leave behind a few of the stuffed animals but I need all this stuff, unless they attend school naked.” “Put it all back.” Mom was definitely serious. Resentfully, Alisa got in the car with one stuffed animal, a fox she had owned since she was three. “Dear,” Mother said, “I think it’s time you knew.” “Knew what?” “Well, sweety, you’re a magician like your mother.” “Not more sarcasm, Mum. I’m getting ready for school! You don’t need to be filling me up with fantastical stories!” “I’m serious. Listen to me. If you don’t believe me then you can decide for yourself when we get there. Alright?” There was silence. “Alright?” Mom was getting aggravated. “Alright.” “When we get to the school, you are to enter the front door, no wandering around, period. Someone will show you to your room, and then you are to come back down and take your orientation. Absolutely no goofing off! If you get lost, ask someone. Please don’t knock on a door though. Understood?” “Yes.” Alisa rolled down the window, leaned out a little, and stared at the pine trees and birds. She looked down at the floor and yelled, “Gross! Get it out of the car!” “What is it?” Mom looked at the mirror to see what Alisa was screaming at. “It’s a huge ugly caterpillar! GET IT OUT!” “Outcast Mobung.” Mom muttered. The caterpillar lifted up and flew out of the window. Alisa was surprised but decided not to say anything. After that, they drove through the mountains quietly, except for a brief break when Alisa felt carsick. It seemed like forever when they finally pulled up to a huge crystal clear lake and got out. “This is it?” Alisa moaned. “Look out there.” Alisa strained her eyes to see what her mother was pointing at. At the very center of the lake was a huge stone building with a tall spire sticking out of the top. Every corner had a tower which made it look like a castle from centuries ago. “How do we get over there?” Alisa asked shading her eyes against the sunlight. “We swim.” “What! That’s got to be at least a mile! I can’t hardly swim half a pool length.” “I’m kidding. Watch this.” Mother walked over to the car. “Get in.” Alisa obeyed. Mom turned on the car again and drove slowly, as if looking for something. After she had searched a little she seemed to have found what she was looking for, she turned the car and drove right into the lake. “Mom!” Alisa shouted, “what are you doing?” As she said that, an asphalt road rose up out of the water that headed directly toward the school. “Do you believe in magic now?” Mom asked smugly. “Sure.” Alisa mumbled. Mother pulled up by the doors and kissed Alisa good-bye, then drove back across the water. Alisa looked up at the building, it looked as if it had been around for thousands of years. Slowly she entered the school through the double doors. Inside was very bright. Trees and fountains framed the walls and the floor was mosaics of dolphins and whales. They walls were all painted into a giant mural of a gorgeous meadow that had dragons and unicorns on it and many other magical creatures. The ceiling was blue with clouds and an enormous sun. She approached the desk. A short grouchy looking woman was sitting at it. She asked Alisa boredly, “Name, age, date of birth, and gender.” “Alisa Turcker, I’m twelve, was born February, 5th 1998, female.” Alisa answered quickly. “Alisa Turcker.” the attendant said into a microphone. Soon what appeared to be a student entered from a hall to her left. He had what looked like a Black Dragon on a leash by his side. He gestured for her to follow and she walked toward him. They went through so many halls Alisa knew that she would never find her way back. They entered a corridor and the assistant pointed at a door that said ‘Alisa Turcker’ and left. Alisa opened the door and stared. Stared at the bedspread which looked amazingly clean and soft. Stared at the window which was decorated in elves and pixies. On one side of the room was a black desk and an office chair. On the desk was a computer, a telephone, a dorky looking clock and two books. One book was labeled Introduction to Gandalf’s Magic School the other was Guide to Creatures, Things, and People of Magic. “Good grief.” Alisa thought. “She wasn’t kidding.” She picked up the first book and sat down on the bed.