DANDELION WISHES - Upper MG Portal Fantasy Feb 5, 2019 22:28:27 GMT -5
Post by bridgette on Feb 5, 2019 22:28:27 GMT -5
Chapter One: No Name World
Of all the worlds we could visit, my big sister has to choose the most boring one I ever created.
And she won’t tell me why we have to go right now, no matter how much I ask. “I ain’t going, Amy.”
Amy keeps walking backwards, the grass flattening under her feet. Her grin glistens like sun rays on a lake. “Come on, Quilla. Don’t be a whiny little kid.”Her scientist notebook, as she calls it, is trapped under her arm. The crumpled edges of extra pages she shoved into it poke out. The pages smudge gray against her blue tank top. Too bad all the information is about the worlds I’ve created, so she can’t ever show it to anyone. “It’s going to be fun. You haven’t been to this world in forever, and you have to see what’s happening. I don’t know how to explain it.”
At least she’s excited about something and is finally out of her room.
I jog to catch up with her as we enter the woods behind our house. It’s instantly cooler and darker. Flashes of Amy’s ponytail flit through the trees. At sixteen, she’s only three years older than me, but she thinks she knows everything. I sigh and run faster.
She’s at the entrance to the world I never named because it was so unremarkable. I only blew on the dandelion to make the world because Amy wanted a place where she could be totally alone, without anything that could speak to her.
The shimmering, sparkling trails that led us to all my other worlds were always bright in the dim woods, right after I made my wish and before the trails disappeared into the new worlds. We never had a problem following any of them, especially not to my favorite ones, Dandelions and Sanctuary.
But this world, No Name World, barely glowed. We found the entrance by accident after searching for ten minutes when part of my arm disappeared into thin air. It barely got a paragraph in Amy’s notebook.
I run around the huge oak and see half of my sister. She’s sideways, the right half of her body invisible in my unnamed world, the entrance sandwiched between two trees. She sticks her head into the tree and pokes it back out, motioning with her hand that’s in the real world, face pinched. “Come on.”
“Do I have to?” I say, not walking any closer. “I want to go to Dandelions and see Selena.”
Before Amy can answer, Mom’s voice rings through the trees, yelling our names. I smile smugly, glad Amy won’t get her way to try and drag me to No Name World.
My sister sighs and steps out of the entrance, scowling at me. “You do realize Mom being home means we can’t go to Dandelions now, either?”
She’s right, but I would never, ever tell her that. She’s just upset she can’t meet her boyfriend, Henry, the oldest prince of Dandelions. “Dandelions isn’t going anywhere.”