Open Fire

Rowan

"Rowan!"
"Five more minutes" I whine to my mother rolling over. She yanks my foot from the bed onto the floor trailing my body behind it.
"Rowan you need to grow up. We are in a war for God's sake. "
"What If I dont want to fight. Why cant there just be peace love and steak."
"Because the world isn't perfect Ro."
"I'll be down in five ma" she turns and walks down from the newly renovated attic. I roll over to my dresser and rummage through all the clothing until I find a maroon sweatshirt and high waisted black shorts. I curl my long brown hair and slip on my Black vans. I hop down the stairs and the bacon scent lingers everywhere. I grab some bacon and shove it into the mouth. Hey, what can I say I like my meat.
"5 minutes my butt Rowan. That was more like 15."
"Sorry Ma"

"everyone is already out on the hunt you need to get going"

"okay what is my mission?"

"today you will be doing chores, staring with hanging the laundry on the line." she turns and walks away "and no daydreaming either you always have your worst visions during the day."

I nod but we both know i'm going to be visioning. I take the first load of laundry out on the line and put in my earbuds. Hallelujah by panic!at the disco comes on and my eyes roll back into by head. i envision a boy hes my age at least I think he's my age. one blue eye one green. short black hair and hes laughing with me. he kisses my cheek but then he trails down to my neck. then hes biting my neck i feel the life draining out of me. then i pull back from the vision. Then the smell fills my nose. I see two eyes. One green. One blue. Its him. He's up in a tree staring at me. I blink. He blinks. This isn't a vision. Hes really here.
"Are you done staring?" I yell to him.
He stumbles and falls. I drop the Laundry basket and run to him.
"Are you okay"
"You"
"I know, I know I pretty fabulous."
"You aren't real."
"Hell yeah I am." I say and touch his arm. He yanks back in Shock.
"You can't be real."
"But I am" I pull him up and brush myself off. "So stranger whats your name." I tell him trying to avoid my vision of him being a vampire.
"Ez-rr-a."
"Stop stuttering Ez-rr-a." I laugh mocking him.
His face contorts and he hits my arm and then he smiles.
"That hurt so much I forgot to cry."
"Shut up I met you two minutes and you are already annoying" I pull him along and sit on my hammock. He sits awkwardly down next to me. I pull him down so we are both facing the sky.
"So mystery girl you never told me your name."
"Rowan."
"Like padowan?"
"Star wars reference? Nerd alert."
"Shut up."
"So Ezra, why are you here? And why were you spying on me?"
"Thats none of your concern."
"Kinda is."
"Listen I gotta go."
"Why?"
"I just gotta go." He says leaving the hammock. "But i'll come back tommrow. I want to know more about you."
"You promise?" That when he runs up to me and wraps a pinky around mine.
"Promise" and he runs off jumping from tree to tree. I gulp because that proves my vision. My new favorite person is my worst enemy.
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After I finish the laundry I sit on my hammock and listen to my music and read my book. All of a sudden I am jolted with a force so tiny I know who it is.
"Rowan!" My little sister yells.
"Sierra!"
"What did you do today?"
"Chores. What about you lil pup?"
Sierra sticks her tounge at my nickname.
"Daddy and I caught ANOTHER bad guy."
"I bet you'll catch them all lil pup." My mind wanders off the Ezra. Maybe not ALL of them. I think to myself. Ezra was my friend and I felt this weird attraction to him.
"Hey lil pup."
"Yeah Ro?"
"Do you listen when gammie tells you stories?"
"Course I do!"
"Did she ever tell you about mates."
"Yes! That one is my favorite stories ever!!"
"Can you give me a summary baby?"
"Sure" she says hoping into my lap."mates are soulmates for werewolfs and vampires. You can either reject or accept your mate. Cross mates are totally wayy cool though. It can happen to a vampire or a werewolf when a human is your mate. But sometimes even though it is super duper looper rare it an happen between a vampire AND a werewolf. "
I think about Ezra. What if?
"Why'd you ask?"
"No reason. I just really super dooper looper miss her stories." I say tickling my 9 year old sister. The rest of the afternoon goes by in a blur a mixture of naps, baking cupcakes for the pack, and lastly strawberry berry picking all with Sierra. I didnt tell her but the strawberries were for a strawberry cream pie for Ezra. I kinda have a thing for baking. We get into the kitchen and I place the basket of strawberries on the countertop and plopped one into my mouth.
"Awe thank you sweetheart. We needed more fruit." My mom says.
"NO!" I yell covering the strawberries. I pull pack slowly when I see the horror stricken faces across the kitchen.
I blush and twirl my hair and say "I was gonna make pie."
My mom nods slowly still baffled. After dinner I go up to my room and change into pajamas. Ezra still in my mom I put in my music and roll back my eyes. Its Ezra. He dances with me. we are in the Forest I wear a flower crown and we are both bare footed. He dips me. I roll up slowly his hands on the small of my back we sway back and forth. He kisses my forehead. He flys me up to the top of all the trees. We look at the sky. Its over thats all I got my eyes roll forward and smile. He wont betray me like in my vision. I lay back in my bed and dream of one blue eye and one green.

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I'm Jay and I will be writing all of Rowan's perspective. Thanks for reading.

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