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Shellbi, Lioli, Amulet, Ying and Yang, Crescent, The Parents, Celestio Bianchi, Mahalia Faranze, Sheila's story.‏

From:	Sheila
Sent:	Wed 7/22/09 4:02 PM
To:	Sheila

"Lioli? LIOLI?!" Shellbi was shaking me like crazy and yelling my name a thousand times a second.

"What!?" I moaned, my face heating up, my head throbbing ridiculously.

"Wheres Amulet!?!!!!!! oh no! I bet Magdalez took him!!" She yelled.

She must be worried.

"what time is it?" I groaned, not really wanting to know. It must be late, even if it was summer it was a snitch dark out.

"Who cares!!!" Shellbi screeched loud enough that Kansas could have woken up including my parents upstairs and all the kids down the street.

"Wait, who's Amulet?" I said, suddenly remembering what she was screaming about. "Remember, Amulet is my horse," Shellbi said more calmly.

I nearly fainted, I mean seriously! I'm crazy about horses and I'm sure I would've noticed like a palomino horse walking around the house but the thing is, i hadn't.

"WHAT?!" I screamed, accidentally waking up the town closest to our town, the kids parents down the street, and I wondered why no police were here yet.

"What do you mean what?" Shellbi asked, tipping her head.

"you have a horse here all summer and you don't tell me? You are a bad sister." I say,

narrowing my eyes, and getting up to turn on the light.

"Hey, its not my fault! Mom said not to tell you, through I don't know why." She said fast, looking out my window. "Will you help me find him?" She added after a moment of silence, looking back at me.

"I don't know, sis, it's awfully late and all..." I said sadly, looking at Shellbi's begging face.

"Well...Okay. I will!" I said, grinning.

"You Promise! Right, Lioli?" She asked.

"Right! I promise.."

I realized I was still in my pajamas.

"Hey, Shel, do you mind if I kick you out of my room so I can get dressed?" I asked.

Shellbi shook her head, backed out of the room and closed my door. I sighed, standing up and opened my drawers one after another after I found some capris and a t-shirt. It was hard finding clothes that fit you in this house. We rarely went shopping, because my parents were almost never home, and when they were, they just ignored us, or they would bury us with presents. They are wealthy lawyers, and are always in another state or something. When they are gone, Shellbi and I are usually left with Mrs. Mahalia, an ancient lady who everyone loves. Whenever she comes over, which is almost every day, she always brings her ancient fluffy cat, Gaia, named after the Greek name for Earth.

Gaia has been to dozens of places with Mrs. Mahalia. When Mahalia was younger she used to travel and work everywhere around the world. She had got Gaia in Tokyo, she had said, when she was 25. Mahalia documented every place she ever went to, took pictures, bought souvenirs and wrote in her journal all about where she worked and the people she saw. She had exactly 51 journals, because she had gone to 59 places over the past 30 years, and she had let Shellbi and I pore over all her journals and look at all the pictures and post cards and stuff she had collected. We could almost taste the food at the restaurant she had worked at as a waitress for a month in Rennes, France, and see that man, Celestio Bianchi, "a pure blood Italian, with black hair, stunning features and everything a Italian would have" I recall, who had fallen in love with Mahalia at first sight in London at the hotel she stayed at. Mahalia only had one brother, Aramis, and they didn't get along well.

"LIOLI!!! Are you done yet?" Shellbi asked, annoyed.

Without waiting for an answer she pushed open my door and slammed it shut, which parents hate, but my mom and dad sleep very, very good or maybe they just didn't care we were making all this noise at 3 a.m. Actually, they probably weren't here, Shellbi and I usually can't tell the difference from them being here and not being here, which is very, very sad.

"Come on, Lioli! We are losing daylight, and Amulet!" Shellbi whined.

I rolled my eyes, even through a horse was at stake, and headed upstairs, Shellbi happily being dragged by me. We stopped to get something to eat in the kitchen. I grabbed some waffle mix and plugged in the waffle iron and started to make some waffles -delicious waffles!- As Shellbi stared at the Alvera on the white shiny counter of our very tidy kitchen triple the size of my room of our parents mansion.

"I smell flowers!" I sang

Shellbi giggled, for the Alvera was no flower, it was a kind of cactus.

"At nine we should go to to Yin and Yangs shop if we can't find Amule-" I tried to finish but Shellbi cut in.

"We will find Amulet. We won't need to go Yin and Yang's shop."

I frowned. Yin and Yang were two Chinese brothers who owned a shop that was full of magical items near our home, on Kalifornsky Avenue. They were totally different. Yin had a big, sleek black dog that had red eyes named Fire, but Yin always called him in Chinese. He always spoke Chinese actually, he didn't know a speck of English, but Yang did. He was absolutely me and Shellbi's best friend. He had helped us more than we could remember. He owned a white dove, that he sent letters with. It's kind of like Harry Potter. The dove, named Charlotte, a nice and easygoing English name doesn't even need to know the name of the person he wants her to send it too. She was like, psychic and if she were human, would totally be British. Yin and Yang in a way, were actually Yin and Yang. Light and dark.

"But, Shellb! Please! I really want to see Yang and Cres-" Again she cut in.

"CRESCENT!?" She shrieked shrilly. That was Yang and Marigold's daughter. "SHE STILL LIVES THERE!?"

I sighed. "She's 15, Shellbi," I replied, rolling my eyes.

Shellbi rolled her eyes too. "I thought she would've ran away by now because of Yin." She said, which probably would've made totally perfect sense if Crescent was not always at her best friends Shavonnes house. When I saw Crescent it was always Shavonne that or Shavonne said this blah blah blah...But, of course, I did not tell Shellbi this. She wouldn't understand.

"Anyways," Shellbi said, stretching. "Why, again I ask, why, are we still in this god forsaken huge mansion instead already deep in the woods with a whistle and flash light and calling Amulets name?" She asked.

"Oops!" I cried. I accidentally had forgotten about the waffle baking in the waffle iron. I slowly opened the waffle thing up and burst out laughing. It was burnt, burnt, burnt! It looked like my cooking, even through waffles are totally easy to make. And I think I didn't put any egg in it...!!

"Plan B!" Shellbi screamed, running up snatching up low fat strawberry cornflake cereal and tried to laugh evily.

Nope. Not scared enough.

"Um...Okay...You do realize that is low fat strawberry cornflake cereal, moms cereal, not Froot Loops and plus, we still have a lot of batter left."