Life as A new Kiwi

Life In New Zealand by Emma Ballingall

Willow and Evelyn had just gotten off the plane. Photographers and news reporters all pushed
and shoved each other to try to get a word out of the young girls. Evelyn held up her hand,
cleared her throat and her voice sounded like the hum of  hornets in a nest. 

“ Leave us alone” she said. 

One lone reporter was shocked by the sudden voice change. Evelyn’s voice normally sounded
like silk, smooth and posh. She was yelling things about the girl being cursed. Some very
superstitious tourists yelled, “She’s a witch!” 

Evelyn’s porcelain face went bright red. Willow’s expression changed from relaxed to pure anger.
She raised her arms and her eyes went red for a second. Everyone looked like they were trying
to do yoga. Someone had twisted their body into a pretzel. Willow smirked and then everyone
twisted themselves into pretzels. Evelyn perked up seeing lots of confused people trying to get
out of a pretzel shape. Evelyn then erased their memory of the voice change and of the girls
being there.

When they  had picked up their belongings they walked to the nearest bus stop. They got on a
bus and went to their hotel. They went up to the hotel desk. Willow opened her mouth to speak
but Evelyn clamped her hand over Willow's mouth. Evelyn then spoke in her normal voice,
“Hello Sir, my sister and I would like a room in your hotel on the top floor.” The desk clerk was
very surprised to hear such a voice that sounded like silk, and he had heard many people speak. 

He gave them the whole floor free of charge. Willow was about to yell about how amazing
Evelyn's voice was. Evelyn responded to the man saying, “No sir, we only need one hotel room
with two beds and two bathrooms.” He gave them their room free of charge and he also threw
in a million dollars.

Once the girls had put away their luggage they flopped onto the beds and Evelyn then said,
“Well, we are in Auckland, we might as well explore and have some fun.” Willow nodded then,
squealing, she added, “We can go to the mall!” 

Evelyn got up and headed to the door. Willow pulled her back, “ What is it Willow?”
“It’s the vomit on your shirt, remember you threw up on yourself on the plane?” Evelyn ran into
the bathroom, visibly embarrassed, and got changed into something pastel pink, blue and
purple. The dress went well with her strawberry blonde hair and steely blue eyes. Then she flew
out the door and into the elevator. 

Once outside the hotel Willow dragged Evelyn to the bus and asked the bus driver to take them
to the mall.  

“ Willow, I think we should get sushi, do you?” Evelyn asked. 

Willow said nothing. She was busy in the nearest clothes shop admiring everything except the
fact that Evelyn was hungry and wanted her to move along. “I like this little kiwi handbag. It’s so
fluffy but the back and the handle feel so plasticy and it is cold on my skin!”

 Evelyn walked past Willow and into the pet shop. 

“This will help me keep track of you Willow.” 

Willow had a very large dog collar on her waist and Evelyn held a retractable dog leash. 

Willow complained,“It’s so itchy though and if someone cool walks past I’ll look like an idiot.” 

“That’s the whole point and I will get a microchip put in you if you take the collar and lead off,”
Evelyn fired back. 

Willow sighed and tried to walk off. She was pulled back. 

Willow was dragged over to the sushi bar and was forced to eat. 

“Excuse me Miss may I purchase your Seafood salad and a large Teriyaki Rice Ball with
sesame seeds?” Evelyn asked. 

She paid for the food and sat down to eat with Willow grumbling as she face planted into the
food. She came back up with a face and hair got sticky with rice and sesame seeds. It wasn’t a
good look on her face as her long dark hair got sticky and that seriously ruined any possibility
of a decent hair flick.

Evelyn smacked her,“Ugh, Willow, eat politely please. We are in a public place. Eating like that
makes you look even more weird considering I have the retractable leash on you.” 

Willow looked up to see a very cute fluffy poodle outside the window, She fell off of her seat and
flew over to the window, dumping the collar in the seat. “Willow it’s time to go.” 

Willow looked at the poodle and all she could see was a yellow liquid falling down the window.
Willow looked mortified. “Evelyn we have to go now.” 

Willow dragged Evelyn away after attaching her to the collar.

When Evelyn got home she threw up. “Oh man, that was too much sushi plus the bus you chose
took ages to get home and you know I get carsick really bad. WILLOW LISTEN TO ME!”  

Evelyn then dashed into the bathroom again. Willow was reading about Māori people. She was
trying to learn Māori customs and their language and... it was an excuse to not listen to Evelyn’s
ranting and raving. Evelyn got changed into a pretty pink dress. Just like the one Sleeping
Beauty wore.

It was dark and Evelyn saw the sun setting over Auckland. She looked at it and smiled. She
missed America and the magical state that she came from. Willow was calling for Evelyn.
Watching the sunset was therapeutic for Evelyn and it was a way to escape from reality and let
her spirit soar. 

Willow yelled, “EVELYN!” and pushed her into a wall. 

“Willow, I want to go home!” 

Willow was doing a great goldfish impersonation. Her face went a dangerous looking purple. 

“EVELYN WE ARE NOT GOING HOME!! NEW ZEALAND IS OUR HOME NOW!” Willow
shouted as her chest heaved as she took in great gasping breaths. Evelyn's porcelain white 
face went red and her blue eyes misted over and  welled with tears. Willow didn’t seem to notice
this.  She was busy looking into her mirror and trying to find another way to wear the dog collar
that wouldn’t look so stupid. Evelyn went up behind her and pushed her smack bang into the
mirror. 

It cracked and Willow assumed it was because she had looked at the mirror and it couldn’t
handle her beauty. She turned to look at Evelyn to see her  crying and her hands dropping back.  

“ So now a mirror is more important than me, first it was that poodle you saw at the mall and
now a mirror!” 

Willow’s expression turned to guilt from ignorance as Evelyn flopped onto the bed.
She looked like Sleeping Beauty without the crown and with tears streaking down her face.