01: The Celebration

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Why does moving have to be so fucking exhausting.

All I'm saying is that the real estate agent just has to give the papers and contracts and I'll be on my merry little way but no, I still have to wait one more day to gain my freedom from this place.

Yeah, it's convenient that I live in this huge place where I basically work but it's also a hub for the witches in New York but some of them don't even know what privacy is.

I already cleaned out my room and I purposely stacked the boxes in front of my door to stop people from entering.

Sitting on my bed I look out the window and watch the people walk by.

Some are running to their work for being late, others are just living their lives.

I did overreact, I do have freedom but it's the responsibilities and expectations that I have to uphold that suppress that freedom.

Sometimes I wish I could just get up and leave but god knows what will happen if I do. This whole place would crumble and don't even get me started with the Covenant.

As my mind starts to fill with excuses to stay I hear the boxes shuffle.

"What is this? Jordan open the door" I hear and from the sound of the voice I can tell it's my mom.

I don't say anything and I continue to watch the boxes move as she struggles.

After a few more seconds I move all the boxes out of the way and she walks in.

"Really mijo?" She says and I shrug.

She sighs and examines the room, "you're really moving out?" She says and I sigh loudly as I get up.

"Ma we've already talked about this, I'm old enough to live by myself, and this place isn't really doing it for me," I say while leaning against the wall.

She nods in understanding and says, "I know I know it's just that there are plenty of older witches living here and your responsibilities, what about those?"

I look at her confused because I don't even know what's her course of action, is trying to give me reasons to leave?

"Yeah and I don't plan on living here till I die so no thanks, also I'm just a few blocks away, my responsibilities are still manageable," I say with a serious tone to finally get her to listen.

She goes in for a hug and I accept. She apologizes for trying to persuade me to stay for the last time.

Finally but knowing her she'll just give me crap for it later.

After we pull away she begins to walk out of the room until we both turn around to see a small portal open that drops off an envelope on my desk.

"Oh shit," I say with an annoyed tone cause I know exactly what it is.

My mom tells me "language" and walks over to pick up the envelope to see a letter inside.

"The Covenant wants to officially celebrate the new unified ones of New York later this evening," she says and I immediately reject the idea of going.

She looks at me with annoyance and says, "you can't reject the invitation if you are one of the five they're celebrating cabrón"

I groan at the fact that she's right but I just don't feel like socializing plus the fact that it's always awkward to have things about you.

Like my birthdays, once everyone starts singing happy birthday it's just an uncomfortable minute.

"It's already been a few weeks since I've become a unified one, honestly they should've gotten this over with," I say deflecting but it doesn't help.

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