Solcia POV
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"You know, it's not very nice to come into somebody's room without knocking." I said politely.
"I did knock, but there was no response." Mason said, challenging me. I had a feeling he wanted to talk about something. I got up and sat down on the bed, thinking it might be along conversation.
"What do you want to talk about?" I asked him, while gesturing for him to come sit next to me. He closed the door behind him and sat next to me.
"Why in the world did you do that?" He asked. I think he was talking about going up to Gallen, but I don't want to jump into any conclusions.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"You know what I'm talking about. You went in front of Gallen." He said, looking at me in a way that I couldn't decipher what his emotion was.
"In my vision, he said he wanted to use me to get answers from my parents. That means making me look weak. I'm not weak, and I don't let anybody think I am, because I know I'm not. I knew what I was doing and was prepared to do that even before he said anything to me." I told him honestly.
"Do you really need to prove it to anybody? Do you know how much you worried m-everybody?" He said. He messed up saying everybody, as if he was changing his words. What was he going to say? I looked at him but he pretended he didn't say anything wrong so I shrugged it off.
"No, I don't need to prove it. I'm sorry to scare you guys. I didn't do it to prove it, but I definitely don't want to hide behind everybody like I'm scared, because I'm not." I told him calmly. Even though we were not talking about a calming subject, we both remained calm.
"Okay but what happened if he actually punched you and took off with you?" He said, trying to hide his worry. Was he worried about me? The stomach feelings came back but I shrugged them of.
"Well he didn't. I knew what I was doing and had it planned out." I told him. That wasn't a full lie, but it wasn't the full truth either. I wasn't 100% sure if he would hit me in the face, but it was a good chance and I went with it.
"That was a lucky guess." He said.
"No it wasn't. At the end of my vision, the voice was said 'Watch out for your head' and I went with it. The audio was going out when she said that, as if she wasn't supposed to say that. As if she wasn't supposed to give me a hint. I didn't say it earlier because it wasn't really relevant." I told him. Hopefully he would soon drop the subject.
"Okay, but what if the voice doesn't always give you hints?" Mason said. He liked to challenge me I guess.
"I was thinking about that. I already decided before that that I would go up to him, but I didn't have a plan and just decided I would go up and watch his moves so I could hopefully move out of the way in time. When the voice told me that, I figured it was better to prepare with that then not at all." I just told him that I didn't fully know it would work, but I hope he doesn't catch on.
"So you didn't really fully know what you were doing?" He asked. Of course he had to catch on!
"I fully knew what I was doing in my plan, but I didn't fully know if my plan would work out. But look, everything is fine. It's all over." I told him, hoping he would drop the conversation. He looked at me, as if he was deciding to continue talking or not. He then sighed in defeat.
"Fine, but next time just give us a heads up you are going on a guess from your vision. Okay?" He asked. He decided to drop it!
"Okay, but if there is a short notice I might not be able to get it out in time. I will try though." When I said that, Mason seemed to relax a little. My stomach feelings came back and I noticed what a beautiful gold his eyes were. Sol! What are you thinking! I thought to myself. My stomach seemed to agree though and settled a bit when I mentioned his eyes. Were my stomach feelings about Mason? I quickly shook the thought out of my head. Even if it was true, he most likely wouldn't see anything in me. I also wasn't one to date people. My stomach didn't make tsunamis when I said that, but rather started throwing daggers at me. Okay stomach! I take back what I said, but I don't really feel anything for him and I'm not going to ask him out if I don't feel anything for him! I mentally laughed at myself. Did normal people usually argue with their stomach because it was forcing them to like somebody? That was a first.
"So, what were you doing looking in the mirror? You looked like you were analyzing something." Mason asked, interrupting my thoughts.
"Oh, nothing. Just looking at my hair." I said, but not to quickly. Mason gave a look that said 'I know there is more, so keep going.' I kept quiet though.
"Are you sure that's it?" He asked, still keeping the same face on.
"Yes. What else could I be thinking about?" I said. I just gave up that I was indeed thinking about something! I didn't say I was thinking about anything before, just looking at my hair. Wow I can be sooo stupid sometimes. I need to figure out how to cover it up.
"You said you were looking at your hair, not thinking about stuff." He said smugly.
"I was thinking about my hair." I responded, hopefully not to quickly. He just looked at me, debating whether to continue questioning me or leave it there.
"Sometimes I really wish I could read your mind." He sighed. I'm so happy he can't.
"Really? On the contrary, I am very glad you can't read my mind." I said teasingly. He laughed a bit at that. Then Victor came running up.
"You guys want to see me play video games? I'll play Mason and winner plays Sol!" He said and ran down to the game, not waiting for a response. Me and Mason laughed and went down stairs to play the video game.
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A/N: HI!! THANKS SOOO MUCH FOR 700 READS!!! There is no picture for this chapter. Also, if you like my book, you should really read my friends @ssssklyarrrr book! So Sol's stomach feelings were about Mason, but she doesn't really like him yet. Her stomach just says she does. Comment what you think and like if you liked the chapter!
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