WITCH Way to Run?

Chapter 1

Beep! Beep! Beep! The alarm went off on my phone. I slowly opened my eyes, yet to find a pair of ice cold greenish blue eyes starring at me. He looked away for a quick second to turn off the alarm then looked right back at me.

"Hello beautiful," Bryce said in a plesent tone. He reached down to stroke my long wavy chesnut brown hair, but I pushed him away. "What's up with you this morning?" He asked me. I knew, I just didn't feel like answering.

I streached out my arms and gave out a quick yawn and a fake smile. I lept out of bed grabing my towel, about to head over to the shower. Bryce decided to grab my towel too and didn't let go. "Seriously Lex, whats up?" I could see the concern in his eyes. I just looked at him and blinked with a straight face. Of course he thought I was messing around, so he laughed a little and leaned into kiss me. Two seconds later, I ripped the towel out of his hands and headed to the bathroom. "Alexis!" He shouted, but I just shut the door in his face. To tell you the truth, today was my parents' aniversery, but they were killed or murdered you could say when I was 14.

I remeber like it was yesterday. It was a hot summer day in Oakvill, Ohio, I was walking home from school, I didn't feel like taking the bus. I walked down the not-so-neatly-paved side walk avoiding every crack and skipping the third step and replacing it with a one-foot-hop. Step, step, hop! Step, step, hop! When I reached my house I opened the black meatal gate with its usual screech from the hinges. Then I headed down the cobblestone path to the cherry red door. I stopped infront of the door and reached for my keys in my backpack. When I turned to open the door, it was already cracked open. I opened it and closed it behind me.

"Hello?" I asked in a query voice. It was silent. "Mom? Dad?" I heard coughing in the living room. "Mom?" I stepped in and found her lying on the carpet next to my Dad in a big carpet stain of blood. I screamed, then barely breathed the word "Mom" I gasped, I looked over to my Dad, he was dead already. My heart was racing, o could barely breathe, I started to cry. I could feel the hot tears in my eyes, blinking didn't help, "Mommy, mommy!" I knelt down and squeezed her hands as if I was trying to put some of my life into her so she could live. She looked over to me, took her closest hand to me out of my grip and put her hand on my lap. She was cold and shaking, I quickly grabbed her hand again and squeezed it tightly "Mommy please don't leave me mommy, please don't" At this point I didn't care if I sounded like a two-year-old my mother is dying in front of me. "Alexis, she whispered, I have something important to tell you" she said in a whisper-shaky voice. " Alexis, know that your father and I love you." She squeezed my hand. "Of course, I love you too," I managed to say through my quiet crying. "You are a witch," her voice quivered. "What?" I said breathless "You're dying, what you're saying isn't true."

"Sweetie, you'll find out when your 18, I promise, or it will find you. Lex. Your father and I love you so much, nothing less, forever and always." she said with her last breath. I sat there,in the carpet stain of blood, still, unable to move, shocked. A witch? That's not possible, witches aren't real, or are they? I asked myself in my head. I heard the "secret knock" on my door.

"Lex?" a voice called out, actually my best friends voice, Nathaniel, aka Nate. "Are you in here?"

I could only let out a sigh, but loud enough so he could here me.

"I'm coming in now, just so you know." I heard the knob twist and the door creak open, then close. My breathing was heavy, and shaky. Nate approached the living room and found me. "Oh God." I could here his footsteps coming closer. Nate put his hand on my left shoulder and squatted down, "I'll call the police," he whispered. I grabbed his knee not looking at him, I was still in the crying and shocked, "No." I slipped out. My breathing was still shaky. Nate and I stood there for around 10 minuets yet it felt like forever. I decided to live here like nothing was happening, I know where my parents hid their money, because they don't trust banks. I know how to take care of myself. I don't want to be called 'Alexis the Orphan', 'Lex the Loner,' or 'The girl who lost her parents'

"Do you want to stay at my house, you can make up an excuse to my parents, I'm sure it'll be fine." He looked at me, and I blinked twice and squeezed his knee for a yes. It wasn't weird or anything, I mean Nate and I go way back to 1st grade. We've known each other for 8 or 9 years, nothing can break our friendship.

I started tearing up just thinking about my parents, in a week it would be my 18th birthday, my "witch day." I woke up from my trance of standing in the middle of the bathroom looking at nothing. I turned on the water to take my shower and hopped in quickly. I actually haven't seen Nate in 3 years. My 15th birthday was the last time before he vanished. Then I met Bryce at a coffee shop and we learned to live together in my parents house. I got out of the shower, and dried my hair. I wrapped the towel around me and went out into my room to get my clothes. Dark blue skinny jeans, a white tank top and a soft coral-pastel cardigan. Walking over to the mirror I spotted a note in a fancy cursive taped on to the mirror.

Hello Alexis!

I've been wondering how've you been? Sorry it's been a while since you've heard from me, can you meet me tonight? At the rose bush park, at your "treasure tree"we have a lot to catch up on.

See you at midnight

- a friend

I gulped, like I know who this was? I wanted to find out though, I wont tell Bryce where I'm going, or why. I think I'll sneak out and find out who this "friend" is and how does he or she know me so well. How did they know about my treasure tree? (In the back of the book, or one of the last chapters (or what's suppose to be ch 3), I will tell you about my treasure tree)