PART I CHAPTER 1

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“I do believe that there’s always a person made to be meant for another person…” I say, smiling and holding the pendant tightly, while trying to remember the day Ron gave me this token seven years ago. Yeah, I kept this one for that long, and up until now, I’m still waiting for his return. I wonder if he had kept the yellow badge I gave him as a remembrance. And I also wonder if he still remembers me.

            “How can you be so sure about that Kate?” asks Camille, my older sister. Well, she’s only two years older than me… She’s now eighteen years old, which means that I’m sixteen.

            “Of course, I believe that my beliefs are always true.” And then we both laugh like crazy.

            I have my point, though. Because almost all of my beliefs are true, although only one of them seems to be not for real. And that belief is about Ron – coming back in my life. But that never faded from my heart, and I will always believe in that…

            It’s not like I’m obsessed with him nor I like him, but it’s… okay, I just can’t explain it.

            It’s like, I owe him something… and it’s like I’m somewhat connected to him somehow, although I don’t know how or in what way.

            I pick a pillow beside me and started to hit Camille with that.

            “Oh, my gosh. How dare you!” she gasps while laughing and she does the same.

            It’s a pillow fight then… Pillows here, pillows there, pillows throwing everywhere!

            And it happens that I knocked her down with a bigger pillow.

            “No more, Kate. No more. I’m tired. Stop it.” she says while laughing.

            “Okay then…” and I did the last smash of pillow that sends us both laughing at ourselves.

            I put my lips together and blow, inflating my cheeks as my breath comes from open areas of my lips. This is my mannerism with myself.

            “Say, you’re going to college and you don’t know what course you will take yet…” Camille starts.

“Y- Yeah…” That reminds me, I haven’t given a thought about that lately. Well, Camille is currently taking a Business Ad course, but she told me she’d do Real Estate after she graduates.

            “So, have you thought about it?” she asks me.

            “Oh…” and just when I’m about to say “I haven’t,” a track plays from my phone, which makes me feel the magic around me… Well, it’s just my favorite song: It’s The Way You Make Me Feel –by STEPS. It is an old song, but the quality, tone and message fits the taste of today’s teenagers, and I would say that this song never gets old.

            “Kate… Kate…”

            “Yeah, Camille..?”

“Somebody’s calling…”

            “Oh, damn.” I say as I reach for my phone in my pocket.

            And that’s when I realized that no one’s really calling. It’s my alarm ringtone. Well, my time’s not set correctly so the alarm went out randomly.

            “Oh, it’s my alarm. No one’s really calling…”

            “Alarm? This late?” she gasps and pouts.

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