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The Wings Of A Phoenix

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Jayson is just an average sarcastic teenage boy with an average life... okay, let's be real, Jayson is everything but average, he has things that other normal teenagers don't... he has power, and not just supernatural powers but extraordinary ones t...

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN The unknown visitor

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Jayson's pov 
"...And since then he hadn't stop pestering me" Ivan kept on rambling through my phone which was rested on a pile of books on my desk. 
"Uh-huh" I said half listening before flipping another page in the book I was reading. 
"All is worth, I think Freya hates my guts..." she thought the last part out loud, placing her hand on her chin in a contemplating manner. 
I wasn't looking but I could still tell. 
"Uh-huh" I said and flipping through another page. 
"Are even listening?" 
"Uh-huh" I flipped another page. 
"Jay" 
"Hmm?"
"Jay"
"Sup"
"Jayson Nathaniel Cornelius!!!" She squealed loudly making me wince. 
"For the love of peace! What?!" I screamed back, now looking back at her victorious face which made me scowl. 
Just then, a pixie came flying towards me. 
"Shhh! You're disturbing the library." Her tiny voice warned as she scowled before flying away. 
"Happy now?" I sent her an indifferent look. 
"Satisfied" she smirked. 
With a sigh, I said, "why do I even bother FaceTiming you?" 
"Because you miss me" she said in a sing song innocently. 
"I hate you" I chuckled. 
"Love you too" she smiled back, "so, what are you up to?" 
"Planing your funeral." I said sarcastically returning my attention back to the book in front of me. 
"Other than that?" She giggled. 
"I'm just trying to figure something out." I let out a sigh. 
"What's wrong?" 
"Well," I sighed looking back at her. "I keep having these crazy... dreams? Visions? Thoughts? I don't know. And wherever I have them, there's this..." 
"Sharp headaches that follows?" She completed. 
"How...?" 
"Luckily guess, I guess" she let out a humorless giggled. "What are they about?" 
"It's kind of complicated. I can't explain... yet" 
"It's okay. So how has school been doing you?" 
"I still don't know how to summon my wings... if I even have one." I mumbled the last part. "And I'm still really bad at controlling my elements. But I'm copping at magic class." I shrugged.
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