Chapter 2 Part 2
Are you mental or something?
Running has never gotten me so dizzy. Now I see why they have gym in public schools, thank god I am home schooled. Grandma wouldn't allow me to attend public school, so I have never interacted with teens like myself.
She said I was way too special to be with them, which is just another way to say I am different. Thank god I am not a normal teen, note the heavy tone of sarcasm. Well all I know is that those men are mental. Well whatever, when I get a bath I’ll forget all about this.
Walking into the bathroom I hit myself with the edge of the wall, damn that hurts. My eyes clenched closed and black spots began to paint my eyelids. Then, I feel someone behind me like that dream I had last night.
"Careful my love I do not want to lose you." Murmured a man, as if he were standing right behind me.
My eyes flew open trying to find the source of the sound. It was the same voice from my dream.
Okay I am crazy come on Gaby, that was a dream nothing more. Shake it off Gaby come on, close your eyes; take deep breathes and calm down.
Now that I am done with dose of crazy for the day, my eyes sprung open confirming that I had not left my bathroom. Smiling I remember how my grandmother decorated this space just for me. I have always been special to her, so special that this damn mansion is in my name if she dies.
She designed a large purple and ivory bathroom adorned with long wide mirrors that face me. Sometimes I wonder why grandma added them, she know I hate mirrors. I twisted the knobs to turn on the water for the bathtub and proceeded striped down.
My clothes landing in a crumpled heap on the floor and my violet slippers falling close by. Quickly I jumped into the bath tub filled with violet rose scented water, resulting in a big splash which I knew nana was going to scold me for later.
It is always funny when she yells. Her crazy Italian reverberates through out the house in her weird old lady way, which always makes me crack up. This usually makes her angrier so she begins grab her hair in bunches and pulls it out of her ponytail, resulting in her looking like Medusa with her short white hair. By the end her hair is wild and her normally calm face is pink from jumping and screaming at me like a mad person.
Sometimes I make a mess just to see her become angry, I love my crazy nana. She’s always been there for me since my mom died. I was relaxed now, my eyes closed and it felt as if I were floating over a rose garden.
I love roses, but I love a special flower call Moonflower more. It’s beautiful cream colored petals chasing each other down its stem like a vine. The best part is the Moonflower will only blossom at night, it opens its beauty only to the stars. Some people also call the flower the Evening Star because claim it’s shaped like a star.
They say that the person who can see one has been blessed, but the person that can hold one in their embrace will have luck all their life. The problem is when the sun rays begin to touch the sky, the Moonflower dies. However, it is replaced by another one in the afternoon until all the buds have flowered.
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