All Chapters of MAGICAL: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Meeting "mystery" girl"Mom, are you done?" I asked Mom who was busy in the kitchen. "Yeah dear. I'll be out in a jiffy." She shouted so I could hear. "Alright mom. I'm waiting." I told her as I sat down on one of the couches in the sitting room. I brought out my phone and checked the time. I couldn't bring myself to go back to my room to get my wristwatch. I'd be late and as it is, I'm already late... we're late. I looked up and saw mom coming out with a lunch bag and some other necessary things. I stood up and rushed over to her. "You should have called me to help you out." I said, almost like I scolded her. "Hey, mind the tone. I am the mom here." She said and I chuckled."Sorry Mom. Right now we need to leave. We're getting late." "Okay. Take these things and put them in the car. I'll join you soon." She said, kissed my forehead and I hurried out. I put all the things she handed over in the car an

Melanie's POVI woke up the next morning. Yawning, I stood up, walked into my bathroom and had my morning hygiene. I changed in to my dressing robe and walked out of my room. I remembered what happened last night and I felt sad for shouting at her. I then remembered that people who were rejected are always depressed and it may result to suicide but she's a young girl and she wouldn't think of such. I thought 'And what if she did?' my subconscious questioned and I gasped. I ran to the guest room that she was sleeping in. She wasn't there. I checked all rooms one after the other. She wasn't there and my heart started beating faster. I was scared my words might have caused something bad to her. She actually did nothing wrong. Taking a more closer look at the situation, it was Mom that almost ran her car on her. If we had not come across her, she would never had been here. But what was she doing on the street alone? It is partly her fault but that's not what I have t

Melanie's POV"Darling! Darling!! Come out. You're running late." I heard Mom's voice as I quickly slip on my wristwatch. I bent down and tied my shoelace. I rushed to the door and then looked back to ensure that I dropped nothing. I opened the door after my confirmation and rushed down the stairs. A maid was already at the end of the stairs with my lunch bag. She handed it over and I muttered a 'thank you' which she reciprocated with a smile. I walked briskly to the fridge and took an apple which I'd have for breakfast. I stepped into the living room to see Mom pacing up and down, waiting for me and Daisy was with her as well. I smiled at her and walked up to them. "Good morning" I greeted. "Good morning to you too sis", she replied. Just for you to know, I've actually come to love Daisy. She's fun to be with and acts in a caring manner. Anyone who sees us would fail in recognizing that we've just known each other for some days now. The last ten days she has been

Melanie's POVIt's the 'meet and greet' day already. Janet and I got ready to go and Steve volunteered to accompany us. He said he was not busy and his dad gave his consent. Mom did not forget to warn us to be safe since Steve was to be the driver. We set out and soon enough we got to the venue. Thank goodness we left our house as early as 4 o'clock, we found seats due to the time we arrived. Few minutes later, the stadium was filled. At exactly 5 o'clock, Suzy's van entered the stadium. People screamed at the sight. When the van stopped, she stepped out of the van in all elegance. She looked like a princess, she wore a pink full flair dress with stilettos. A necklace was lying beautifully on her neck and a tiara was on her head. Her hair was packed in a messy like bun. She waved at the people, looked round and was about to go on stage when she looked sideways and our eyes met. I went numb for a second. "She's staring at me". I muttered under my breath. I waved at her s

Melanie's POV"Good morning" I greeted as I sat down beside my friends. "Good morning" Steve and Janet answered. I was almost late for class today. Just as I sat down, the English teacher entered. The tall, slender and well-built man, standing in front of the class, who could easily pass for an athlete, surveyed the class with his eyes. I pretty much guessed he's going to give us test and he did. He looked round, ensuring none of the students was missing before he issued out his questions.Few minutes later, he asked us to submit the answers to his questions. As expected, some students started murmuring, some happily submitted while some did not even show any emotions. Their faces never betrayed their emotions during tests and examinations and I could say I'm one of the last group. If the questions were tough, my facial expression won't portray anything likewise if it's the other way round, you still won't know what I'm thinking about. We submitted to the clas