The seer Chronicles

Chapter seven Ash Heaven Destiny's Pov

Destiny sat up in bed, feeling an intense burning pain that caused her legs to spasm. The nerves in her left shoulder burned with such intensity that she could almost smell the singeing flesh. It drenched her forehead in sweat; the salty beads trickling down her face. Despite the chilly morning, a crackling surge of magical energy tingled against her trembling hand, sending shivers down her spine. She mustered the strength to limp towards the fogged-up mirror; the condensation swirling at her touch. She winced as the sharp sound of her ankles popping resonated in her ears. The chilly breeze wafted through the room, causing goosebumps to prick her skin.

She gathered her school uniform, the fabric feeling cool and smooth against her fingertips, but she longed for the warmth of her bed. These recurring dreams plagued her, leaving her wondering if they were a warning or a glimpse into the future. As she stared out the window, the icy breeze brushed against her flushed cheeks, providing a welcome relief to her overheated skin. The trees in the distant forest swayed in harmony with the wind, their rustling leaves creating a soothing melody. Destiny's mind wandered to the familiar clearing she had been seeing in her dreams. She changed into her uniform and entered her walk-in wardrobe, only to trip over the combat boots she had carelessly left lying around the night before. With a heavy thud, she landed on the creaking floorboards; her aching arm sending a sharp jolt of pain from her elbow. Slowly, she stood up, checking her knees for any visible red marks, feeling a dull ache settle in.

Destiny groaned. "Today is not off to a good start." Destiny muttered, grabbing her combat boots. The skirt fluttered when she walked, heading downstairs and turning down the hallway, and turned right into the kitchen, boxes laid scattered around in the corners of the room.
They haven't finished unpacking yet. Destiny smelled the subtle scent of blood orange incense burning on the windowsill. While Selina wore a winter jacket with a business suit, she was cooking eggs in a pan, adding a variety of herbs and spices. Selina took out the toast, adding them to the two plates.
The smell of steaming lavender tea penetrated Destiny's nostrils. She wrinkled her nose up in disgust. Destiny doubted the fever or sickness Selina clammed she had didn't exist, but took her seat at the table, thinking of the cooking lessons Selina taught her.
"Good morning, Destiny, "Selina said, serving the bacon and eggs. "Do not forget to drink your lavender tea."
"Selina, are you sure? The tea is working. I woke up today with my shoulder on fire?" Destiny said, concerned. Selena glanced at from her toast and eggs, swallowing a piece of bacon, looking Destiny in the eye with a puzzled stare.
"It might be nerve pain. I'll try to get you an appointment with the doctor this afternoon, but the tea has Camille and lavender in the brew. It should help. If you the pain gets worse, I'll come pick you up from school early," Selina replied.

She bit into the golden toast. Enjoying the taste of seasoned eggs, she shoved the bacon in her mouth, her stomach gurgled with the need for food, she finished her breakfast suspicious of the steaming tea beside her plate.
Destiny sighed, slipping into the tea, taking her time. She began coughing when the strange bitter aftertaste hit her tongue; She grabbed her school bag.
"Thanks Selina, see you after school," Destiny called. The tea was sitting uneasily on her stomach. Destiny unlocked her bike, crossing through downtown towards Ash Havern high school, passing though the town, using the footpath to avoid the morning rush of cars. The blaring horns became annoying to her sensitive ears.

Her bike wobbled from the cracked pavement, nearly making her lose her balance. As she entered the school parking lot, a wave of relief washed over her, causing her to let out a long, audible sigh. The familiar smell of asphalt and freshly cut grass filled the air, mingling with the distant sound of chatter and laughter from students. She carefully secured her bike in the rack, the metal clinking as she locked it in place, and slid the key into her pocket. It drew her eyes to the sleek, black Harley parked confidently outside the main building, its glossy paint reflecting the sunlight. Just as she recognised it, the school bell rang, abruptly interrupting her thoughts and pulling her attention away.
Ashton, comes to the same school? She questioned.

Destiny rushed into the main building, her heart pounding in her chest. Unsure where to go, she bit her lip nervously, feeling exposed in her unfamiliar school uniform. As she passed the lockers, the students glanced at her curiously, their eyes scanning her from head to toe. The sound of their whispers and laughter filled the air, creating a cacophony of noise that overwhelmed her senses. She tugged at her uniform, trying to blend in, as she read the classroom names on the lockers. The door slid open with a whoosh, revealing the bustling office near the staircase that led to the second floor. Amanda passed the reception desk, her voice barely audible as she whispered something to the smiling older women behind the computer screen. Destiny watched as the women printed out her timetable, the sound of the printer echoing in the room. Amanda handed the timetable to Destiny, her voice warm and welcoming. "Welcome to Ash Heaven, high school miss Morgan," she said with a friendly smile. Destiny thanked her, her voice filled with gratitude. "Thank you. Who would be the best person to ask, where everything is?" she inquired. The women pointed towards a set of doors leading out to the oval. "Opal likes to show the new students around. She normally hangs around there, just head further down the hallway," she replied before answered an incoming phone call. Destiny let out a sigh, her eyes scanning the crowded hallway. The sounds of chattering and laughter intensified, the noise enveloping her. It was a stark difference from the quiet of her Adelaide hills home and the solitude of online study she had experienced while being homeschooled. As she glanced out of the large windows, the morning sunlight beamed through the building, casting long shadows on the floor. Athletes were playing soccer on the oval, their shouts and the thud of the ball filling the air. Oblivious to her presence, she bumped into a locker; the owner closed it. "Oh sorry, Destiny. What are you doing here?" Christos asked, rather confused.
she rubbed her nose, "Ow, Christos, I didn't know you went to school here."
Have you found your locker?" he asked, feeling embarrassed and rubbing his neck. He glanced beyond her.
"Ashton over here!" Christos called. He hung his bag off his shoulder yawning with exhaustion, "Hello and it's Ash." The aqua eyed boy corrected, he offered his hand, Destiny folded her arms with frustration,
"Hello, we already met," Destiny stated.