21-year-old Joey Tetell, the great-great-grandmother of Juliet Tetell, (see The Shadow Series Book 1) is a young criminal who drags 14-year-old Bella Karson into her mischief.
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My home was not safe. It still isn't. I patiently waited for the bus to take me to the airport. I would go to Boston, Massachusetts the next day. A teal-haired prisoner and 2 guards walked past me. Then, the prisoner stopped. I held my breath. "You, come with me." The prisoner said. The guards shrugged at each other, letting go of the woman. She grabbed me and ran. "HELP!" I screamed at the guards, but they just stood there, thinking it was too late for me. "HELP!"
The woman brought me to the dirtiest bathroom I have ever seen. "hey, I'm-" "I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE! Thanks to you I'm going to lose my one chance of leaving this place!" The woman just smiled. "I'm Joey Tetell, the 3rd generation of my family to have magic." I blinked. No one would believe that the skinny, pale, teal-haired woman in front of me had powers. "What's your power?" "Light."
"Ya, light isn't a power." The woman frowned. "Yes, it is. I will prove it to you." The woman snapped her fingers and the lights blinked to my favorite song. Half of the lights started changing color and the rest continued blinking. "Ok, you have magic!" I said. Ms. Tetell turned off the light and sighed. "I need your help, kid. I got caught showing my friends a light show in the museum. The police thought I was hacking the lights and arrested me. They thought I was testing the lights, making sure I could turn it off to steal everything there." I sighed. "What's your name?" "Bella." "Well, Bella, I'll get you outta here."
Joey clapped her hands and the lights stopped dancing. I opened the stinky bathroom door and calmly walked out. "Let's go back to the bus station and you can wear some of my clothes." When we arrived I saw a man trying to steal my luggage! "HEY!" I shouted. "THAT'S MINE!" The homeless man looked surprised and dropped my bag. "GO!" I shouted. He ran away and I put my favorite jeans back inside my suitcase. "That was harsh," Joey said blankly. "Do you want clothes or not?" I grumbled. I grabbed my bags. "Let's sit down first. I want to tell you my plan. Where are you headed?" Joey asked. A faraway look crossed my face. "Away."
"Fine, then I'll choose. We're going to London! The next bus will be here at 5:30 p.m. so we have...1 hour. Let's go back to that bathroom so I can change." After a short 10 minutes, Joey and I came back from the gas station bathroom. Joey looked normal in my clothes. We ate some snacks and talked until the bus came. "I can't wait to see Big Ben!" Joey told me on the bus. "It's going to be great!" Airplanes are a pretty new invention so I was excited to see the plane, not Big Ben. "Buckle up!" The driver told us. "Next stop, the airport!"
The flight was exhausting but we made it. Joey unbuckled her seat belt the moment we landed and rushed out the door. "WHOOHOO!!! London, here we are!" Joey yelled at the sky. A boy glanced at us awkwardly and quickly walked away. "I have some money. It's American but I think there's a bank. We can trade it there." I lead Joey to the bank and got my money. We rented an apartment and Joey got a job. I went to the nearest college and graduated top of my class. Now, 50 years later, I'm telling my story to Joey's beautiful grandkids. Joey Tetell is quite a wild card, but we're best friends. No matter what.