Cassandra’s grandmother was not AT ALL like she pictured her. She had her gray hair in a tight bun at the top of her head and had a pinched up face. She was wearing formal clothes and the pointiest shoes you could ever see. There was no way Cassandra could picture her grandmother baking cookies.
“Well, come on now, Cassandra. Time is money!” said Grandma Ann. Like you need any more of that, thought Cassandra as they neared her grandmother’s limo. They boarded into the limo in silence, not really caring that the other person was there. Cassandra shed a small tear as she waved good bye to Ellie and the others, she may only had spent 4 days with them but they had helped her so much.
“Where are we going?” Cassandra asked, since she honestly did not know where.
“My home in New Jersey, of course!” spat her grandmother right back. Definitely not like I had pictured her, thought Cassandra.
* * *
About 2 hours later, they arrived at the air port. Tons of people pushed their way through the crowds to make a flight and others were hugging and kissing loved ones who finally came home. Cassandra’s grandmother pushed her to gate 7 where they sat for nearly half an hour before Cassandra finally asked, “Do you have a book?” since she left Moby Dick in her bag that was on its way to the plane.
Cassandra’s grandmother pulled out two books for Cassandra to read and passed them to her. Cassandra looked at the tittles: Wizard of Oz and Tales for the Young Reader. Cassandra put Tales for the Young Reader in her carry on and began reading The Wizard of Oz.
An hour passed till finally they were able to board the plane. The flight was like Cassandra’s worst nightmare, there was no way she would be able to read in this noise! Even with the pressure that slightly muted the noise. Babies were crying, toddlers had tantrums, someone was watching a movie and didn’t care how loud the audio was, and tons of kids were complaining about how bored they are. Cassandra’s grandmother left her there while going in 1st class. The excuse being, “They were out of 1st class tickets.”
Cassandra tried to continue reading the best she could, but soon it got dark. All the kids settled down going to sleep and Cassandra found herself doing the same.
* * *
By the time Cassandra woke up they were landing, not a joyful landing either. The plane had turbulence the whole way and still did! When they finally landed Cassandra let out an audible WHOOP, which made half the people in the plane look at her like she was crazy. Cassandra unbuckled and grabbed her carry on before leaving the plane. She sat on a bench outside of the exit waiting for her grandmother and half hoping that she wouldn’t find her. But she did and they were soon headed for her grandmother’s house or as her grandmother calls it “her castle”.
Cassandra finished The Wizard of Oz and pulled out Tales for the Young Reader. She looked at the tittles of the stories inside, WHAT DOES SHE THINK I’M FIVE! She thought to herself. Cinderella, Little Red Riding Hood, the Three Little Bears, and MORE! At least they are the originals; Cassandra thought to herself and began reading Little Red Riding Hood:
“There once was a little girl who had a red velvet cloak that she wore so much that people called her red riding hood. One day her mother told her to bring a basket of goodies to her grandmother. Taking a path through the woods she met a wolf…”
Cassandra saw a shadow in the corner of her vision. Whiping her head toward the window she saw a wolf, a BIG wolf. Cassandra was about to tell her grandmother when just like that it disappeared. Cassandra gapped at the forest before deciding it was a figment of imagination and going back to her book.
“We’re here!” Announced Cassandra’s grandmother as they arrived at the gate to the home. Cassandra gasped at the sight of the house. It WAS like a castle!
“Hurry up!” snapped her grandma pulling her to the door. The door opened and there stood a man in a tux, he silently nodded as they entered the main hall. It was HUGE! Marble tile, Persian rugs, fancy chandlers, the whole shebang! Cassandra was half excited and half sickened. She hated anything like a castle, if anyone called her a girly girl she would go on a rampage.
“I picked out clothes for you to wear they are in your closet in your new room. The rules are as follows: no running, no going into my room, no annoying me, no yelling, to bed at 7:00 and lights out by 8:00. Am I clear?”
“As crystal.” Replied Cassandra.
“the butler will lead you to your room.” Cassandra’s grandmother said as the man in the tux showed Cassandra to her room. It was her worst nightmare. Pink everything! Pink rug, pink walls, pink bed, pink pink pink pink PINK EVERYTHING PINK! Cassandra thought she was going to die. As the man left and Cassandra went over to the bed post and began to bang her head repetitively. That was when the most terrifying thought crossed her mind. THE CLOSET, she screamed in her head. Cassandra ran over to the closet and flung the doors open. Inside were frilly dresses and most were pink. Cassandra went back to pounding her head on the bed post.
* * *
The next morning Cassandra picked one of the less scary peaces of clothes, a green sun dress, then went down for breakfast. On her way she saw a name plate next to a double door that read:
Library
Cassandra’s heart lifted. Maybe this place isn’t that bad, she thought. Cassandra headed down for breakfast where she found her grandmother reading the morning paper and eating eggs and toast. She sat down in the seat next to her grandmother and began eating the eggs and bacon left out for her. After eating Cassandra asked her grandmother, “Can I use the library?”
“that library is very important to me so if you mess one thing up in there you will be out of here before you can say jellyfish!” said her grandmother sternly.
Cassandra thought for a moment about messing something up so she could get out of there and also why her grandmother choose the word jellyfish before heading for the library. Once there she picked up the first book she saw, the original peter pan. Sitting down in a cozy red chair Cassandra began to read.
An odd feeling came over Cassandra as she continued reading. Suddenly she heard a little whooshing should with a little chime. She tried to look up but she couldn’t. her eyes continued reading no matter how hard she tried to look up. She felt wind hit her face like she was inside a mini tornado. Then just as fast as it started it stopped. Her book suddenly disappeared and she found herself looking at a huge forest.
Oddly she didn’t feel scared. Actually she felt the most at home since her parents disappeared. That was when she saw a tiny purple light. Cassandra quickly found herself running toward that light like she was running to an old friend. When she arrived she looked closer to the light. It wasn’t a light at all! In fact it was a little person with wings.
“tinker bell?” she breathed out.
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AN: YAY tinker bell
! chapter three will be out soon! 
and a certin flying boy will be there fighting pirates hint hint 
i think i repeated the name cassandra too much...i need to fix that...so thanks for reading! i like elephants 
yeah....... 
