Sadie's room

Sadie Kane lay on her bed, listening to various rock music. She waited for some trainee to come and talk to her.

Sadie glanced up at this kid. "No," she laughed. "I'm the teacher here!" She sighed. "Well, along with my annoying brother. You've probably passed by his door."

Sadie rolled my eyes. "Stop being so dense, kid. I've been doing magic longer than you."

Sadie laughed. "But why? What's that supposed to mean? You were brought here because you're the descendant of..." I stopped. "Well, you know. You lived in Egypt, did you not?"

Sadie looked at this strange kid. "What?" She asked. "Whoa, hold on. First, tell me your name. Second, what path of god are you following?"

Sadie stared at this kid, Snickerdoodle. "Er, is that your actual name?" She asked. "But anyways, Nut is a powerful goddess. The goddess of the sky and stars. But your roots are with the Pharaohs and the gods, Snickerdoodle," She had to bite her tongue to keep from laughing. "It only makes sense you would feel a connection."

Sadie laughed. "Calm down, Snickey. You felt a connection with the Nile, not the water itself. That's completely natural. In the meantime, I've got some lessons to teach. You might want to go claim your room, before all the good ones are gone." Sadie waved him off.

Sadie waved at this new kid. "Hey, mate. I'm right here!" she said. "Now, I've never seen you before. You new? And also, why are you in my room?"

Sadie nodded and got off her bed. "Okay, good. We can always use more magicians. So, aren't you going to introduce yourself?"She looked at this kid. "I'm Sadie, as you must know. I'm the boss here. Well, except for Carter."

"Wonderful, Jackson Michael," Sadie said. "But you didn't answer some of my other questions. Are you new, and most importantly, why are you in my room?"

Sadie nodded. "Well, of course you are. Have you got a room? You might want to jump on that before all the good ones get taken." She paused. "And in case you didn't know, if you ever run out of soap or something in your bathroom, there's more in the attic."

"Oh, probably," Sadie said to Jackson. "I don't really keep a list of everyone and what path they follow, but you're bound to find someone." Maybe she should keep a list. That might be a good idea. "Anyways, Kebechet is the personification of purification. I don't think anyone who follows her path is a loser. Now, those kids who follow the path of Set...that's a whole different story altogether."