Chapter 1

"I don't like this much." Was the first thing I said as I entered my new house, lugging my tightly packed suitcase behind me.
"Well.....it is a bit dusty, but we'll soon sort that out!" Mum grimaced, flicking a finger over a inch-thick dust mountain on the mantel piece.
I laughed sarcastically, before Steve came in.
"Kat, go see the garden." He merely said, joining Mum in the hall.
I dropped my suitcase and legged it outside, almost falling over my brother Mitchell, in my wake.
"What do you think your doing?!" He screamed at me.
"Idiot."I replied and ran back behind the house.
Wow.
The garden was vast, covered with apple trees, bearing the crisp lime coloured apples.
I walked for about 25 metres before coming to a stream.
We were at the bottom of a massive cliff-mountain, made of chalky rock, with a massive cave high up, impossible to climb to.
There was a rocky area, inwhich a pond was placed elegantly, glistening, connected to a shallow stream, the water gently trickling through the rocks.
Out of the corner of my eye I swear I saw a glimmer of silky, sparkly pink, but when I turned all I saw was the rock face.
I shook my head sadly, and slid off my socks and trainers.
Then I rolled my trousers up as far as they could go and did a little hop into the stream.
The cold water hit me like a bolt of lightning, chilling my veins and sending shocks of water through my body.
I shivered but waded in, the water so clear I could see my white legs and red shorts as clear as crystal.
The bottom of the pond was a mixture of slimy weed and spikey rock, so I occasionally slid precariously, then stabbed my foot on a rock, making it bleed red blood.
Then I saw something else, properly, and it swirled for a second in the water, a whirl of blues and greens, before disappearing, quick as a flash.
I racked my brain like an mad professor, trying to dig out the word......
But it wouldn't come....
Then, still thinking hard, I clambered out of the pool and sopping wet, I slouched back to the house.