Ezra came back into the library, a hint of sadness on his face, he didn't sit down and when he talked he seemed distracted. He's changed, the last time we talked was in middle school, and now we're in college, it makes sense, yet the way he was acting now was different from both years and just moments ago. He used to be a small, quiet boy, picked on by kids in class and said to be mute. He had gray eyes, so pale they looked white, and apparently, he was a ghost too. Now he was tall, lively, and happy, completely different from before. How did a phone call make him look so disappointed?
"Jade, It was really nice to see you again but I need to go. Can we catch up later?" He said. No, please, not again, he couldn't leave me, not like he did before. We've only just seen each other after all those years, I don't want to lose him. Before I could protest, he was already walking away. If we weren't in a library, I would be yelling for him to come back, I missed him. How was I supposed to catch up with him if he didn't even give me his phone number? He left so fast it seemed like he wanted to leave me here, was that it? Was I just a bad memory, a clingy girl that was just a bother back then?
I couldn't cry, there was no reason to. I've fallen out of friendships before, this wasn't any different. I was just studying moments ago, I have an exam coming up. Before I couldn't focus after seeing Ezra for the first time, now that he's gone there's no distractions, I can't slack off. I turn my attention back to my laptop, trying my best to type anything, but I can't focus. Then I hear a noise from under the table.
I looked down to see Ezra's bag. He must've been in such a hurry he forgot to take it with him. The noise sounded like a bird of some kind, maybe a falcon, or maybe an eagle? I wanted to check if it was his phone, but I just packed my laptop and ran out the door. It'd be an invasion of privacy to look inside and waste time. What if he already left?
I ran out the door and didn't see him anywhere. The campus was big and I had no idea where he might be. If he has to go somewhere he's probably leaving the building, I should go there, quick! I think, navigating through the maze of hallways and classrooms. His phone's alarm seemed to get louder with each step towards the exit. I slide out the door and I look left and right, groups of students are walking in and out but the gray eyed boy was nowhere in sight. Where is he? Where is he? I think desperately, but as I'm stuck in my thoughts the bag in my hand moves.
Before I can even see what's inside, the bag drags me around at lightning speed. I hold onto it with all my might, questions running through my head. What was happening? What was in Ezra's bag? It stops abruptly at an alleyway, with Ezra at a dead end.
"My bag! I left it at the library, Ayah's there, what do I do?" I heard him mumbling and then the bag flew forward. The last thing I saw was a hawk, Ezra's bewildered face and then a white light before my world was shrouded in darkness.
I woke up on the ground with Ezra's worried face right over me, the sky was a bright magenta, and the floor felt like cotton candy. This has to be a dream right? Where am I?
"You're awake! How did you get here? Ayah never acts like that, humans aren't supposed to be here!" He rambled, more to himself than me. I could barely hear what he was saying, a wave of exhaustion crashed over me, and my head felt sore. I must've hit it when I passed out, that's why the sky was purple. Then I noticed three glowing balls in the sky. They were suns.
"What is this place?" I muttered, and Ezra sighed, redirecting his focus to me. His pale gray eyes pierced into mine, there was confusion in it, as well as something else I couldn't put my finger on.
"This is the kingdom of Navarre, my home."
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