It wasn’t the time for me to be panicking about things, falling asleep on someone’s lap is perfectly natural. Besides, I know what I was thinking when I did this. I blush at the thought, but how was it possible that I could resist the temptation, this was what I have always wanted. I take a deep breath, okay, calm down, check if he really is sleeping right now. I lightly poke his cheek and flinch away snapping my eyes shut and slowly opening them again before I repeat this process six more times. This is my chance! I Brush my hand against his forehead before I stroke his hair. Wow, his hair is softer then it looks, I smile, I have always wanted to do this.
Ever since I was small I would play with the dolls father brought back from his trips although I was afraid to admit it at that time, I used to pretend they were my siblings. It was really fun and when I seen siblings on the streets I would copy what they would do and even imagine my own scenarios. I would have tea parties, play hide and go seek, teach my younger sister how to tie her shoes; of course, this was all before my mother decided I needed to learn how to be a proper young lady and took them away. I had so many other things I wanted to try!
Sadly enough, William isn’t my younger brother and he didn’t fall asleep on the porch after he had his first rock, paper, scissors tournament when I seen him and let him sleep on my lap reminiscing about when my younger brother wasn’t embarrassed to lay on my lap.
A shout in the distance echoed throughout the orchards and I jumped to my feet causing William to slam his head onto the ground. He jumped up in an instant and rubbed the back of his head. It was the orchard security, no one was supposed to be out in the orchards at night, someone must have reported us. I swore when I realized and scanned the area, one, two, three… What in the night sky was I thinking! The boss of the gang didn’t pass out, oh my bam I could see him smirking where ever he is. I shove William to the direction of the cart.
“What’s happening?” He asks stumbling and rubbing his eyes.
“Orchard security.” I say and run to the passed out gang members. The shouting men and women send a shiver down my spine; most merchants go out of business because of bad records or being out late in the night. I heard a rumor that if you don’t escape the security within 10 minutes you’re as good as captured. I kneel down beside all of the gang members and begin to quickly search their pockets; another shout resonates through the orchards so I run towards the tired William with my pockets full. The winds of a hurricane, I summon thee. With a burst of magic I slam into William and the cart starts to speed away, the shouts are getting closer and the flash of the light feels nostalgic. Bam I have to do something, I try to concentrate only on myself and not the security chasing after us, William stumbling along or the fact that my entire life is rolling away down a field where they keep the cattle. I shake my head envisioning my thoughts drifting out of my ears like my mage instructor had told me to do.
I gasp and I feel like I am travelling at high speeds searching for my built up magic. There! I grab hold of it and I am forced out of my soul with a pulling force like the hand of God. I am yet again running beside William trying to catch the cart like not a millisecond has passed, but now that I look the cart was impossible to catch from the beginning it was at least 20 feet away. I shrug it off we were thinking in the heat of the moment. I reach over and grab his hand and focus on the ground.
In the past when I have done this before people have said that my magic is a one of a kind combination and I should try to get stronger. Of course that isn’t what I want, getting stronger, entering to become a mage of the government; I only want to be a merchant and sell pies around the world while I am still young. I start to build up the charged up magic and let my mind become loose, I take in a deep breath and let it out. This was more complicated than it was a few years ago, I think to myself and scrunching my eyebrows. It was hard to let my mind be loose while concentrating on a chant. I clench Williams hand before I stop in my tracks and pull him behind me. The fence I seen for cattle when I was walking here was going to be a problem with the speed my cart was going I’m not too optimistic about the future of my business.
I raise my hands in front of me and try my best to envision my magic pouring out and into the ground. I felt it seep through the hard rock; I clenched the air and pull my hands up like I was raising the dead. Immediately the ground burst up faster than heated corn kernels, and formed the structure I desired.
“Let’s go!” I say to William and in a daze he runs with me up the stairs. I smile this will be the millionth time I used this to escape trouble, the sky is my kingdom and the wind is my father. “Hold onto me!”
At the top of the staircase I jump off the top step and fly through the sky, William begins to scream when he slides down on his hold and tries to get a tighter hold on my waist. It feels like we are flying for a few more moments before we pause in mid-air and begin to descend back to Earth. William begins to yell even louder than before. I struggle to bring my arms from flailing above my head and hit his arm. He looks at me still yelling I point towards the cart and do my best to gesture what I wanted him to do. He watches transfixed before he looks horrified and shakes his head fervently. What an amusing child, I push him off my waist and I manage to have a glimpse of surprised face before he starts to fall faster.
I probably should have tried to tell him that I was manipulating the wind… I ignore the thought and with all of my might I get a burst of air to slow the cart down enough that if William didn’t die and did what he was told to do than he could catch it. The ground gets closer and closer then I force my magic into the ground once again and roll on the softened soil.
I checked my arms and legs wipe the sweat above my brow and let out a breath of relief; this is the first time I didn’t break any bones.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” My hair flies up and a figure runs passed me. William was running on adrenaline only? Why in the night’s sky wasn’t he using magic? I run after him assuming that he would have an explanation for this. I gave him instructions and it felt like it was the best on I could give at the moment.
“William!” I yell. He’s smiling by the cart pleased with his self and covered in straw. His hair is even messier than it was when I first met him several hours ago. “Why didn’t you do what I-” I didn’t converse with him. “-gestured.”
“You’re not an introvert are you?” He asked smirking, I ignore his arrogance, he was allowed to right now since he caught my cart.
“Just answer me.” I demand.
He starts to blush, what is he a flower girl? He glances at me before looking down at the ground. “I didn’t understand anything but the part about you killing me.” His face gets redder and he avoids looking at me. Are you kidding me? I thought my gestures were perfect considering the circumstances. He glances at me and when we lock gazes he blushes even more and fixates on the ground. Oh William, you obviously got more than a death sentence from my gestures, you’re way too transparent.
