Kyle, sat on the bench with Astrid, eyeing the nearby lake wearily. A blond girl chatting with a boy passed by Kyle and Astrid.
The girl stopped, and pointed at Astrid.
"Look, it's the lightbulb I was telling you about!" Said the blond quite loudly to the boy.
"That's Quinn, the girl from my story." Astrid whispered to Kyle.
Kyle nodded, and stood up.
"I'll take care of this for you." He whispered. And in a louder voice, he said "Look, Astrid, it's the entitled brat you told me about!"
Quinn flipped her hair. "I have a reason to feel more entitled than Astrid here. I'm not a lightbulb freak!"
Kyle could feel Astrid's anger radiating off of here. Kyle was feeling quite furious, himself.
"The fifth, the light's true love
Flowing, frothy waves summoned with his hand
The Smooth, fierce, funny, loving
Black hair, and bright sea blue eyes..."
The thought was sudden, but Kyle brushed it off, distracted by his anger. Kyle wanted to do something, anything, to get back at this Quinn.
The nearby lake suddenly rose up, frozen in place as a wave, poised over the four.
Kyle, without even thinking, gestured to the ground. The wave fell over everything. The ground was soaked, puddles were everywhere, but the only people that the water soaked were Quinn and her friend. They scurried away from Astrid and Kyle, scared.
Kyle was scared, too. The water incident had shaken him.
Kyle slid into the seat next to Astrid, shaking. Astrid put a hand in his shoulder, helping him calm down a bit.
Kyle looked down at the puddle by his feet, and a reflection was staring back at him. But it was a warrior in the reflection.
The warrior had messy hair, unlike Kyle's hair that was always sculpted with gel. The warrior had bright, playful, sea blue eyes. They looked almost identical to the ocean. A cut ran across the warrior's forehead, but he didn't seem to mind. The warrior seemed to be submerged in water, sitting at the bottom of a body of water.
The strange thing was, despite the fact that the warrior was in water, had a scar, and messy hair, he looked like Kyle.
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The Beginning (book one)
FantasíaBlack sheep of the tribe To guide the other five Age twisting and turning, fire burning along the whole time The first of the five, Long blond hair and electricity in her blue, green, and grey eyes The Leader, with the loudest powers that lie inside...
