After school, I went Chloe's house. We both finished our homework in like the first hour. Chloe told me she has a surprise for me. I hate surprises! She told me I would like it, but how could I like it when I don't like surprises.
Chloe brought me into a room with no air or fan. It was really hot. Chloe grabbed a pillow and tore it open so all the feather came out.
"What are you doing?" I asked in a questioning way.
"I wanted to show you something" she said
"What?? By ripping a pillow" I said sarcastically.
She laughed
"My grandmother told me not to tell anyone this, but I've noticed you need something to brighten you mood." She told me this very enthusiastically.
I wonder what she can show me that could make me get over everything that is going on in my life. But after a few moments all the feathers were flying in the air! I looked at Chloe who was concentrating on the feathers.
"What is happening?" I asked
"I'm a whitch Clair!" She said while the feathers fell to the floor.
"I don't understand, if your grandmother told you not to tell me, then why are you telling me??" I asked, curiously
"Your my best friend Clair, I would tell you everything! I don't have the heart to keep something this big from you."
Those two sentences replayed in my mind for the rest of the day. It was amazing that I had a best friend as great as Chloe. I wonder where I would be without her.
The next day I started thinking... If witches were real then what other myths are real??!!!
I went to the graveyard to visit my mom and dad. Almost every Saturday I visit them. I always bring my song book with me. I love writing songs!
Once I got there I walked around until I found them. I sat next to the grave and started writing in my book. A few minutes later someone appeared in front of me.
"Hello" he said happily
"Umm... Do I know you?" I asked
"Sorry, I'm Jakes brother"
"My name is Zack" he said
" Oh. Hi. I'm Clair"
He had dark brown hair with blue eyes. I didn't know Jake had a brother. He seems nice. I wonder if anyone else knew Jake had a brother.
He took my song book right out of my hands without even asking.
"So you like to write songs?" he asked curiously.
"Yea. I like to do it when I'm bored." I answered
"When are you coming over?" He asked
"Coming over?" I asked curious to what he meant
"Ya. Jake won't stop talking about you" He seemed surprised I asked
"You should come over tonight." He offered
"Umm..." I didn't reply
"So it's official. Your coming! Here is our address and come at 7:00" he said this while writing an address in my song book.
I was stunned.
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Twisted
RandomTwisted is about a girl who's parents died in a car crash and six months later she has to face the world. She gets to realize the world she's been living in is not what it seems. In this book, There is love, heartbreaks, witches, werewolves and Va...
