Amelia ran her hands up her cheeks to see if she can sense her own touch. She could, therefore this was all real and she really wasn't dreaming. "A genie.." she echoed when Silvanti explained what she was. Amelia only read such things in story books; Genies from lamps and genies from bottles. Lamp genies were nice and polite, but the ones from bottles are evil. Silvanti came from neither, but Amelia thought that she looked like the former. Hopefully.
"Five choices? Right now?" Amelia gasped at Silvanti's offering. She wasn't prepared for this! Five wishes that can come true, whatever she wanted, but what could she ask for? The girl tried to think, but instead she was interrupted by a voice downstairs.
"Honey? Who are you talking to? Who's up there with you?"
"M-mom?" She froze, feeling her stomach drop. Normally, Amelia was a good and honest girl who did her chores, but now the chore of cleaning the attic had totally escaped her mind because of this sudden encounter with a genie! Quickly, Amelia tried to think of a good excuse. "I-I'm practice my lines for Drama club, mom," she called back down. Amelia lied through her teeth, and she didn't like it. She loved mother very much, so making fibs like this felt so unnatural to her. "I th-thought that it would be good here.. Where no one can hear me." This was followed by a quivering, nervous laugh. Will mom bite? Meanwhile, she whispered to Silvanti in a hush tone.
"Can I make my wishes later, Silvanti?" she asked with pleading eyes. "I can't think up five right now, and I don't know what my mom will do to me if she sees you." Amelia didn't even want to know.