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As they looked the words appeared. “Jewel will

As they looked the words appeared.

“Jewel will not live in a mansion, apartment, shack, or house. She will live in the greatest palace that has ever ever existed on Earth. This is where you can all live and help her if you choose, starting ten years from today. You will make your decision on Jewels 15th birthday. You will be leaving everything you’ve known up until that day behind you, if you want to become royal attendants, but the choice is yours. Jewel has been chosen to rule and her reign begins on her 15th birthday. “

Jewels heart started racing. They looked around. Who could be listening to them, and who could have done this?

Shivers went up her back. Kenna looked terrified, and so did the others.

Jewel, “It’s smoking!” She yelled as she bra

Jewel, “It’s smoking!” She yelled as she bravely opened the green backpack’s zipper while holding it out from herself as far as she could. Inside the bag, which now had a regular bottom, there was a book that had not been in there before. Jewel only had a few books since they were pretty expensive.

Jewel said to the girls that surrounded her, “What is this! What is this? This isn’t my book. Why is it shaking? I just closed my bag before we started doing the fortune telling and their was nothing in it. It didn’t even seem like it had a bottom, I could stick my whole arm in there, and I thought that was really weird. Now it’s shaking and smoking and there is this book. How did it get in my bag? “

Everyone stopped talking and stared with eyes wide open at the cover. The glitter smoke was making them all cough. “What does it say? “ asked Alissa.

She longed to live in a normal house. She imagined

She longed to live in a normal house. She imagined one of the beautiful pre-alien style homes on the hill where the richer people of Brewdale lived. It would be painted with pinks and purples and really cool details like a perfect garden with weeping willows and roses and peonies and an apple tree. It would have a porch with a swing that went all the way around the house, and a swimming pool with a slide and a trampoline out back. The floors would be sparkling, the cleaning bots would never break, and the dinner maker would have something in it besides Mac and cheese for once. It would have a drone delivery tower with a special package room where you could unwrap all your many drone packages. Deliveries that would be full of wonderful clothes and hair bands in every color of the rainbow and any other thing you could imagine. You could sit in big comfy stuffed chairs that looked out the window to unwrap all your packages. The tower room would have giant windows that framed the view of the river. You could distribute boxes to every room in the house through the package shoots. Jewel basically knew houses were like that because the part goblin insurance agent lived in one and she had delivered papers there once on her non flying bike.

Jewel hadn’t seen the bus driver. She was just f

Jewel hadn’t seen the bus driver. She was just focused on getting on the bus and finding somewhere to sit. The brown haired girl went on, “that bus driver is so big and ugly and scary. Did you see that he only has three fingers? “ Jewel hadn’t noticed that the guy was big and ugly and scary and only had three fingers. She was used to living with goblins so nothing really surprised her or disturbed her anyway. Jewel just stared blankly at her seat mate.

The brown hair girl said, “ My name is Kenna. What’s your name?”

“My name is Jewel.”

Kenna unzipped around her backpack and ripped out a piece of notebook paper and a pencil with a funny ice cream 🍦 cone eraser. “Have you ever read your fortune?” She asked as she got to work on a piece of paper. She was folding it about ten different ways and wrote on the paper M.A.S.H. Kenna said, “ Don’t you want to know if you will live in a mansion or a shack? This tells you everything, it’s a fortune teller. Pick a number. “

Kenna and Jewel became completely immersed in their own world of trying to predict whether or not they would live in a mansion, apartment, shack, or house. Kenna did not like the answer that first came up, apartment. She redid the fortune teller to get a mansion.

Jewel got a mansion on the first try. “I think you need to try again, just to make sure.” Penny said. On the second try, Jewel got the house prediction. Kenna was satisfied with that. “Ooh Jewel, that’s really good.” Jewel was just impressed by Kenna’s ability to tell fortunes with a piece of paper. She tried to believe with all her heart and strength. She wished t wasn’t just a silly game, and that it could really predict the future.

Jewel was just feeling around trying to find the b

Jewel was just feeling around trying to find the bottom of the bag, trying to understand what was happening when the bus came to it’s next stop.
She looked out the window and saw a girl about her age coming in for a fast landing on her flying bike. Even though, you’d think in 2046 every kid would have a flying bike, it was the first time Jewel ever even saw one.
The girl hopped off the bike and gave it to her mother who was waiting and boarded the bus.
She had very long brown hair and all new clothes and a light up backpack like all the other kids. She sat down beside Jewel, flipped her hair and said to Jewel with a wide smile, “Omg, Did you see that freaky bus driver?”

#christmas

She is no ordinary princess. She knows that. She k

She is no ordinary princess. She knows that. She knew that the day she, age five, walked alone through the woods. Jewel was in her bright red shoes and all purple outfit. She had found the bus she heard about and climbed in for the first time. That was the day she discovered the secret portal to faraway castles in the cheap nylon green backpack that appeared. The Goblins she lived with had found it near a dumpster and acted as if they had given her a million dollars when they handed it to her. They told her, as they did every day, that she should be incredibly grateful to them. She made her way through the the aisle of the noisy , crowded, but thankfully warm bus to an empty seat. Once safely settled in her very own brown ripped vinyl seat with the yellow stuffing poking out, she began looking through her backpack. It was then that she realized that there was seemingly no bottom to the bag.

#christmas

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