Magic. Magic Magic Magic. That's all anyone ever leaves things down to. Even if there joking it still annoys me, everyone knows magic isn't real, so why pretend it is. Something could be seriously wrong and everyone just says it must of happened by magic! If magic was real I would live in a mansion with my mum back again and I'd be filthy rich, I'd have a gorgeous boyfriend and friends and I would be popular. But if magic WAS real so would everyone. Magic can't be real. I looked around the houses surrounding me on my route to school. Who would wish for these types of houses? All of a sudden a girl swooped in front of me. I walked into her not knowing and knocked her flying.
"Oh I'm so sorry! Are you OK?" I ran to her side
"Yeah I'm fine" She got up and dusted herself down "I should really learn to watch where I'm going. Oh bum! I broke my nail."
I went blank. I hadn't heard that sentence since Vannessa died.
"I'm new to this school. I'm a bit clumsy, It's OK I'll be on my way now."
She picked up her bags. There was something strange. She looked like Vannessa.
"Wait. I'm Madeleine. But you can call me Madz! Whats your name?"
"Me? I-I'm Jennifer. But you can call me Jen"
"Jen, thats-" Oh no, I couldn't say it out loud, but Jen was Vannessa's middle name. There was something different about this girl, but I linked my arm in hers and told her all about the school. And she responded just like Vannessa...

Part 2 later