Paige

Chapter 17

Jared!!! He's Jess's boyfriend and he's so cute with a lip ring, I just had to make him have one! Plus I kind of wanted Jess and Jared to look like the sort of "emo" couple of the group. Okay enjoy!

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I sat on my bed and waited for Mason, Stella, and James to get ready for taking me to their training center. Lilly rested her head on my knee as I stroked her back, and Flame was digging around in her litter box.
I caught a glance of me in the mirror as I turned my head. I looked back into my reflection and drooped my face, I looked terrible.
I had dark circles under my eyes, bloody bandages, and frail arms and legs. I looked like a homeless man walked through World War II.
It wasn't just my damaged body that looked bad, I was also disappointed in my general features. I know I sound selfish, but it was true.
My dull eyes washed away my skin and hair color, and my lips looked like I had cut half of them off. I always felt incomplete, like part of me had been ripped off and tossed into a trash can. Like there was color and light everywhere else in the world except where I stood. I hated feeling this way, but when I was with Mason, for some reason, I feel like that part of me that is lost is being filled up, like a puzzle piece.
"Are you ready?" A voice suddenly barged into my thoughts. I turned my head to see Mason, looking as cute as always.
"Yeah." I smiled. He scooped me back in his arms and carried me into the living room.
I laughed when I heard Stella mumbling the words to a song as she began walking out the door.
"Surfboard. Surfboard. Rainin' on dat wood. Swervin' on this big body been surfin' all disss." She chanted. She stuck the song in my head as we walked through town. A lot of people were relieved to see that I was doing well, but I sure didn't feel like I did.
"This..." James said as he grabbed the doorknobs to the entrance of a building, "Is where we train soldiers." He swung the doors open to reveal bags hanging from the ceiling, wooden and metal weapons on tables, and target boards with arrows next to them.
"We are gonna get started first... With this..." Stella said. She reached into the pocket of her shorts and pulled out a tattered envelope, "It contains everything that you need to know about your power. Your Grandmother wrote after she saw the vision."
Mason set me down carefully to read it. I couldn't speak I was so excited. I just took the envelope with shaky hands and opened it without a sound. This was the moment I would finally discover something incredible that would change my life.

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My Dear Paige,

I hope when you read this, you are safe in Africa. But of course I know you are because I've seen the exact same scene you are in right now. Hmm... Do you have a whip wound on your arm... And a dog bite on your leg? Yes? Huh... Coincidence!
Anyways. When I saw a vision of bad things going on in the city, I knew I had to write this letter and send you across the Atlantic to forget about us until Mason was old enough to ride a boat by himself. Mason HAD to be the only one to retrieve you, or else you guys would never fall in love, because love is a very important element in this story...
I know that you think that you have dull lifeless eyes, but you actually don't. When you are around people that you love truly, your eyes light up that beautiful shade of green you've been looking for. Think of love as your battery, you can't use your power without it. And also, you cannot use your powers on evil souls, it will not effect them.
Now... Your power. Your eyes turn into gorgeous eyes that you can easily entrance anybody with. You can make them do whatever you want them to do. Dance, talk, you can even switch bodies if you wanted to! That's not all...
With a loved one, you can control, duplicate, change, and manipulate whatever you want. There is no end to your possibilities Paige. Well, you cant just make a random thing appear in mid air. You have to use the objects that are currently on this Earth. Other than that, you are very powerful.
Some acts of love are stronger than others, like kissing. Getting kissed by a loved one overflows your emotions and can cause either something good or bad, like a sky full of stars... Or an exploding object... I think you're familiar with those...
I will always be watching, alive or dead. I will make sure you are not hurt and watch over you. I will try and reach you to guide you in any way that I can. I love you so much.
And remember...
Trust no one.