Olivia sat on the bed facing Clare. She had her legs crossed and her hands on her lap. She faced Clare, looking down her nose at her big sister. "Olivia! I thought you left. You scared me"
"Did I? I'm sorry Clare. I didn't mean too." was the response. It came in a mock tone of sympathy which Clare was not used to from her sympathy. They got along great, why would she no be being sarcastic and rude?
"Olivia? Are you okay?" she asked slowly suspecting something was wrong.
"Oh Yeah Clare, I'm fine, the real question is, how is my perfect Older sister doing?" She seemed to be upset about something, as far as Clare could tell. Had she done something wrong? Upset her in some way? "You see Clare, I just got a very special gift. I won't tell you how, just that I'm now going to be Mum and Dad's favorite."
"What are you talking about?" asked Clare standing up and walking forward to her. Quick as a flash Olivia grabbed something from beside her. A wand, painted in the cliché black and white of cartoon wands, that had been lying beside her. She pointed at Clare and a spark jumped from its tip, hitting Clare square in the chest. Clare felt weird and had no clue what happened next but when she opened her eyes she found...