As I'm laying across the bench reading a book, I see Zach's dark green Jeep pull into the school's parking lot. I get up and proceed to walk over to Zach and his tiny old Jeep, I had nicknamed it "The Box", dragging my combat boots in the grass. When I reach The Box, I put my stuff in the back seat and then buckle up into the passengers seat as we took off. I catch my reflection in the mirror, my hair is long and black, it always looks crazy due to the layers, about shoulder length with layered bangs that stop just above my eyes. Zach calls it a "punk rock" look. I call it "Ryne Style", since every time I cause something "suspicious" to happen when I lose my temper I have to change looks when we move out-of-state. We have been here in Ryne, Montana for about two years now, Eve is probably the only close friend I have ever had. So I'm not eager to screw up and lose her, especially since she knows I can control the elements. She has no clue about the wings yet, they aren't visible unless I bring them out thankfully, Lord knows that would be a pain to hide.
"Arah," Zach says, breaking my train of thought, "how on earth did you manage it this time?"
"Lina." I said. He grunted, understanding the problem I had with this girl.
"What did she do now?" he asked.
"She was tormenting Eve and started to read her diary out loud; the part about me controlling elements, but I stopped her...I watched as his eyebrows shot up in surprise and then scrunched together in thought.
"That was dangerous on Eve's part, and a close call on yours," he said, "you two do need to be more careful, I like my job here, and you and Eve are so close now, I don't want to move again, and I'm sure you don't want to either."
We rode the rest of the way in silence. he was right though, I was finally somewhat happy in a town; I had a best friend, and Zach had a biology job that he loved. I couldn't let Lina ruin this; I refuse to let her ruin this. I need to get Lina off Eve and I's back. I need to either find a way for her to lose interest in us, or just find a way to shut her up. No Miss. Priss is going to make me lose my best friend.
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By the time we got home I had calmed down for the most part. I was still restless though, so I asked Zach if I could go out and stretch my wings for a bit. he said that was fine as long as I stayed away from roads and houses. Which was fine by me, I dislike people, and the nearest house was over ten miles away, and I had no intentions of going so far today. So I ran up the stairs and down the hall to my bedroom. I started to search for my pants and tank top that I use for when I go flying. The tank top has slits down the back so my wings can slide in and out without tearing my clothes or causing me to lose a feather. Could you imagine a kid finding an almost foot long black feather? Yeah that would be bad. Since it was almost dark I figured black would be good, with my wings and hair being black, daytime flying is difficult to do and not be spotted from the ground. that's alright though,because I prefer the night anyway.
I finally found my outfit, at the very bottom of my closet. After changing, I went out onto the balcony off of my room, (Zach let me have it so that I would stop doing my jump starts from the roof, because it's just not as fun to take off from the ground.) I climbed up onto the railing and crouched down; letting myself enjoy the night breeze, and the peace that the night makes me feel. After this moment of peace, I let my wings out and stretched them a little; after having them put away all day it was nice to use them again. When I let my wings out, it's almost like my back fell asleep; you know that tingling feeling you get when your foot or something falls asleep? Bit it's only for a second, after they are out i have this amazing feeling of freedom.
I stretched my wings one last time and launched myself off the railing and into the beautiful night. I couldn't help smiling as the cool night air caught my wings. I look forward to these moments, I cannot fly around Eve, because she doesn't know about them. the only reason she knows about the elements thing is because she was at my house and a candle fell over, catching the carpet on fire. So without thinking I shot water from my palm onto the fire to extinguish it. It was an automatic reaction caused by the fact that I was in my own house, a comfort zone of sorts. Her first reaction was shock, she started looking around, for a glass or something that the water would have come from if I had thrown it. Finding none, she starts babbling, little clips of words and sounds, I put my hand over her mouth in case she was going to scream. Then I carefully told her how I could control the elements, even if only to an extent. She just sat there silently....for a good twenty minutes. Finally she looked at me and said "Okay then." and we just went back to normal, though once in awhile she still gives me a weird look when I do such things; I doubt it will ever feel normal to her. But at least she's adapted enough not to freak out, and not to blab to anyone. Well except her journal apparently.
Below me, I saw a gap in the trees. I had finally reached my pond. This was my favorite place to go, my own calm place. I tilted my wings and did a slow, wide spiral down to the pond. The only trails that led here were the wildlife's, thanks to this being property of the state, no man-made trails traveled this far. I took off my combat boots and my socks and let my feet dangle into the water. I decided to say fuck it, i folded my wings against my back, but didn't put them away, and jumped in. The water felt so nice, like all the stress of the day was just slipping away. I did a few laps around the pond. Then relaxed and floated on my back, letting my wings expand and stabilize me. No more than two minutes later I heard a twig snap. I looked up, just as it lunged for me, and screamed.
