When Jaquellen said a broom, she really meant a lollipop. Apparently, a waihona has many different uses. One of which is air travel. Yes, it worked like a broomstick, but it wasn't exactly like I had imagined. It feel like it didn't really like me because I kept almost getting "bucked off". Jaquellen just said it takes some getting used to. I said that thing was evil. So much for the Firebolt's perfection I had thought so much about. Thanks for that Jaquellen.

But at least it got me out of the awkward situation at Kort's house. I couldn't stand to be in there any longer, trying to make conversation with his mom. Plus, we got the most delicious ice cream I have EVER tasted at this amazing old restaurant. It was called The Blue Jay. It was really old, and it had a soda and sweet counter. The owner seemed to be as old as the shop. He looked like he could have been on the board. He smiled slightly crookedly as we came in.

"Ah, if it isn't my two favorite customers," he said, wiping his hands on a dirty apron. He smiled at me. "And who is this?"

I reached out my hand to shake. He took it. "I'm Sarah Maughn," I said. "I just moved here a few weeks ago." I glanced at my friends, and they nodded. I was to tell anyone who asked where I came from that I had moved here a few weeks ago.

"Well it's good to meet you Sarah," he said. "My name is Charles Watser, but everyone just calls me Charley." He motioned for us to come sit down on the small seats in front of the counter. He went to the back again and leaned over the table. "So what can I get for the three of you?" he asked. I looked at Kort and Jaquellen and shrugged.

"I don't know, what's good here?" I asked them. 

"Everything," they both said at the same time. We all laughed.

"I personally think the raspberry-fudge sundae is delicious," Charley said, gesturing to a picture on a menu he had somehow pulled out of thin air. I stared at the space that he had reached up and grabbed it out of.

"Wait, how did you just...?" I said, pointing to the menu. Jaquellen laughed.

"I find it so funny that things we grew up with are totally alien to you," she said. "There's a space in between our dimension and the other one. It's called mezhdu svetove. In school you'll learn how to access it. It's handy when you want to store small things. The bigger the object, the more difficult it is to put it in and take it out."

"So you know to how get into it?" I asked her. She smiled smugly.

"Why do you think I never had to stop at my locker in between classes?" she said. I gaped at her owned over-dramatically.

"Lucky!" I said. "I could have saved so much time! And the raspberry-fudge sundae sounds delicious." We kept talking to Charley and each other as he got our sundaes ready. They explained some of the basics of their world (well, my world too I guess) that I would need to know. Stuff like when to bow to the board and how much to talk to them, what teachers were the best and who sucked. They also told me stories about mythical creatures that they had seen and battled, and how they discovered their gifts.  Kort had figured it out when he was nine after he had jumped out of a tree. He was about to splat on the ground when he teleported into his room instead. He said his parents weren't even mad at him for being so stupid because they were so happy for him.

Jaquellen said she was something called a ogŭn igrach, which pretty much means she can play with fire safely. Flames can dance across her hands without hurting her a bit. I freaked out when she first showed me, and I dumped a glass of water on her hands. Everyone cracked up and Charley barely stopped me from having a heart attack by explaining she was perfectly fine. After my heartbeat had slowed down from its doubled pace, I asked her to show me again. She moved her hands around and when she moved them, a ball of fire was in her palms. She tossed it up in the air from hand to hand, then threw it at me, sucking it back into her fingers right before I was engulfed in flames. I screamed and punched her in the shoulder for freaking me out for a second time in thirty seconds, but her power was still really cool.

"So what is your gift?" Charley asked me.

"The one with the brain power and stuff," I said.  "An um potrebitel." I couldn't remember the names of any of the gifts other than my own. They were all too complicated to remember. 

"Ah, that's my personal favorite," he said. "My brother was an um potrebitel. He would always use me as practice. He lifted me up into a tree once. I couldn't get down for a while because he was so tired though." 

We all kept talking while Charley served other customers. Everyone here seemed so happy. Every single person was wearing a huge smile, and I couldn't help but smile too.  Although I still had a bunch of worries, I couldn't wait to live here.