Secret Royalty

Chapter Nineteen

(Added on June 30th, 2015) A note to anyone requesting an update to Secret Royalty: The last time I posted this I was in eighth grade. Since then, I've developed a voice and am in the works of writing a novel. If I were to come back and finish up the last 1-2 chapters I had planned, it would not mesh well. But I may try. However, don't keep your hopes up.Also, if you want to read more of my current, less-shitty work you can jump over to ao3 (my pseudo is beesandjam).Thank you for staying interested in the story. It taught me more than anything else could about writing. I will do my best to finish it, but I make no promises.

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The rain was fairly loud on April 21st, otherwise known as my official doomsday or my birthday. Unlike the morning after I had met Jed, the sun wasn't blaring at me when I woke; the negativity of the world was and let me tell you I was not ready for it. Give me a month with the world's best friend, an awesome guitarist, a cute old aunt, and a flawless boyfriend and I still wasn't prepared. Something was off and I needed to find it immediately.

The plans of the day were simple: backyard bash at Pierce's, dock in at the Learning Owl to get a few hours of work in, and go home for a movie night with the crew. Nothing to big for my twentieth birthday, but like I've said before, I was wrong. Always was, always will be. No use trying to change my fate.

To tell the truth, I was quite excited for this specific backyard bash. Disregarding the realization that water was falling from the sky, Pierce had let a secret slip quite obviously: this one was different; it was dedicated to me. Can't a girl become excited for a small concert in honor?

It took me a quick matter to shower, change, and eat. Usually I would fuss over the cleanliness of my home while music was blaring, but this day was oddly different. As I slurped the milk from my empty cereal bowl, I sat in silence opposing the back patio window, the song of the cardinals outside as my melody.

As soon as I finished the contents of my bowl, I raced out the door, barely managing to grab my sketchbook, messenger bag, phone, and keys. Once they were all tossed in the back of my car (except the keys, of course), I revved the engine, pulling out of Nantucket Drive and making my way to the forests of Hudson, Ohio.

Pierce's house, from the outside, looked like a rotting shack and I presume to some people so did the inside, but it suited her and Ethan almost perfectly.

I was half drenched by the time I entered through the garage. Ethan was chatting with Dean as they headed out back with the amps having already propped up the tent for the stage so it would stay dry.

"Hey!" I called, fingers raking through my messy waves, "do you need anything?"

The boys turned around, arms filled with electronic gadgets. "Find Pierce," they both yelled back in the same pitch and at the same time before exiting.

I sighed and stepped into the house with my messenger bag thumping rhythmically at my thigh. Only few knew where she could be, me being one of the selected. Two hours before a show was meditation and soon after music would be blaring from speakers while last arrangements were being made.

I didn't knock, for a shitstorm of orange hair would be after me, but instead I slid open her closet door to find her in the typical Buddhist position, humming very loudly with thought.

It took her a few extra seconds to realize I had opened her empty reflection sanctuary before she opened her eyes. "One second," she droned, hands perched up equally in the air.

I glided the doors back so they closed and skipped to her bed. A few moments later she appeared, leading me to closing my sketchbook.

"Hey birthday girl!" she exclaimed, joining me on the bed and tackling my frame into a tight hug.