Chapter Fourteen, Part One

3 0 0
                                        

It was weird; I was a werewolf not an elemental. It was impossible for me to be everything, it hadn’t happened before. But I had the physical ability of a vampire, the physical ability of a werewolf, the power of an elemental and a witch, I was as hyper and impatient as a pixie child, and I loved the feeling of flying like an angel. I was confused as this came rushing to my mind and I looked to Mr. Davis. He made a mark on a piece of paper and looked up to me. He smiled apologetically again. I realised the rock was still in the air, it slammed down, sounding almost guilty. I stormed back to my wall and sulked. Paul looked at me.

“Say anything and die.” I told him, he shut is mouth and stared out the window. The hour ended and Mr. Davis stopped me after everyone else went out.

“The principal wants to see you, just call him Sir.” I nodded and found my way to the front entrance of the school. I went through the first hallway to my left and found the right door. Before I got a chance to knock I heard a voice call out,

“Come in.” The voice wasn’t unfriendly, it was kind. I opened the heavy wooden door. The office was large and fully decorated, complete with air conditioning, a mini fridge, and a pool table. Nice to know what our principal did all day. I smiled, the man behind the desk looked tall and muscular, with short brown hair and hazel eyes. He was no older than 30.

“You wanted to see me?” I asked him, hesitant because I was fairly sure what our conversation would be about.

“Yes, Mr. Davis told me that you were able to control the two main branches of the earth element, Mr. Willow said you have the ability of a vampire and Riley said you were a member of the pack. I’m just trying to figure out what the hell you are.” He told me. I didn’t like discussing what I was, I liked being it.

“Have you ever thought that maybe things are changing and I’m just the beginning?” I asked him. He sighed.

“Things just don’t change so suddenly, you’re too young to know the changes of the world, to understand the patterns that the universe makes.” He told me.

“I think I’m just the right age to know and understand it. After all, I am the beginning of it.” I told him. I had been obsessed with this idea since Zev had mentioned it to me. He said that in order for the world to run right, change has to happen. Some changes are expected like the changing of the seasons, the birth of a child, how all things will eventually die. But some changes are unexpected, the end of happy love, or the sickness in a close friend.

“And why do you think that you, a 19 year old girl, think you can understand it? What makes you think you are it?” He asked me. I could tell he was pushing me to tell him the answer, and I was giving it to him, he just didn’t believe it.

“Because change has to happen for the world to work right. I’m not change; I’m the beginning of it. Whether you want change to happen or not, it does happen. The world will end, people will die, and the seasons will change. There’s nothing you can do to stop that. The universe makes patterns that no one can understand or even begin to comprehend. But I’ve gone through change more times than I can count, I’m trying to start something, and it will happen. It is change.” I told him, sounding more confident in my words then I had been in a while. Zev had told me and taught me about change, and I wouldn’t let all that works in making me strongly believe in it go to waste. The principal sighed and put his head in hands.

“You honestly believe in change?” He asked me,

“Yes.” I answered him, my word fierce and honest. He sighed again.

“Well, this was pointless; I’m trying to figure out what you are, why you are what you are.” He told me.

“Well, buddy you’re going to be trying a long time. I’ve had people try and putting all the theories together, I’m everything.” I told him. I stood up; I was done here, and left, slamming the door behind me. I smiled at the receptionist who jumped at the noise. She smiled hesitantly back at me. I walked down the hall looking at a random clock in the hallway. It was lunch time. Well that had killed a lot of time. I ran to the cafeteria and opened the doors quietly, walking in and sitting next to Emily and Jade.

Tears Of FireWhere stories live. Discover now