The Writing on the Wall

Well, right now I should be practicing my guitar or something...

My Story!!!!

Chapter 1
“Wow…” two girls stood facing a marvelous garden. Flowers of every size, hue, and smell, trees of every height and fruit, and birds and deer and rabbits and turtles, and frogs around a fish filled pond, and everything else you could imagine in one garden. But the girls weren’t staring at the garden (as wonderful as it was), they were staring at what was behind it, a giant, shocking castle. This castle was shaped like a normal castle, but its colors were—no word to describe it but wacky. Electric blue windows, Orange and purple bricks, lime green flags streaming from the silver turrets, a pink moat, and even lemon yellow snapping crocodiles.
“Well, we all know that Zellof is a bit eccentric, but this is too much!” exclaimed the taller of the two girls who was about 17. Her name was Tilly. She had medium length straight brown hair and light brown eyes.
Her companion, Daisy, who was around 16, was a bit shorter, with blond hair that had light blue highlights. Also, she had hazel eyes and small feet.
Daisy stood wide-eyed. “I suppose he wanted to make a statement. Powerful wizards are known to do that.”
“I guess,” murmured Tilly, as she watched some crocodiles dancing, “But crocs can’t do the polka.”
”Well, these can. It’s Zellof who enchanted them, remember? Anyways, in his letter, he said that the door was unlocked. Shall we go in?” Daisy mimicked a high-profile socialite.
“Yes, lets.” giggled Tilly, copying her friend’s manner.
After pushing open the door, the girls found themselves in a giant hall. Again, this room was oddly colored. Red, green, and purple was the color scheme.
Tilly sighed, “Ugh, Zellof really needs to buy a holo-color system. Then at least his rooms would look nice…”
“Speaking of Zellof,” interjected Daisy, “where is he?”
“Right here.” said a voice.
The girls whirled around. Right behind them, a tall wizard was sitting in an armchair. He was wearing a navy blue robe with gold stars embroidered on it, and his light blue eyes twinkled from under a pair of spectacles. His long white hair and beard almost reached the floor.
“You were looking for me? Ah yes, it’s Tilly and Daisy. Come, I have important news for you.”
Zellof stood up, a long wooden staff in his hands. It was carved with intricate designs, and it was topped with a glass cube filled with rainbow smoke.
He strolled to a door, and told the girls to follow him.
The wizard led them through winding halls, filled with magical objects. After a couple minutes, they reached a door. Zellof pulled it open, and they saw again, bad décor. Pale orange, red-violet and bronze.
“Um… Zellof sir?” Tilly said nervously, “I was wondering, who did your décor?”
“Oh!” laughed the wizard, “my holo-color system malfunctioned.”
“So that’s why the outside of the house is so…colorful.” Daisy said.
“No, actually I did the outside. Did you like the dancing crocodiles? They were my own special touch.”
The girls giggled, remembering the polka-dancing creatures.
“So, sit down, and have something to eat.” Zellof thumped his staff on the floor, and some food appeared on a table, perfect for teatime.

No more for now. Post comments for suggestions and stuff. But not Sarah. Cause she did already. Very snarky ones....