Raynestorm

Rayne

Rayne

I pace back and forth banging my fists against the door each time I pass it. I can hear Adam breathing, being silent as always. I hate it when he is silent. He always knows when to say, or not say something to get me to say what is on my mind. I think back to when we were kids, and none of this mattered, I know that I want to break the unbearable silence. I stop pacing and, without thinking, I start talking.

"There is nothing, Adam, nothing and no one who can keep me locked up and away from that front line," I slam my fist against the door, wanting him to say something. He doesn't so I keep talking, "I will climb out my window, or crawl through the trash, or smash in the heads of whichever guards are outside my door! There is nothing you or anyone else can do to keep me from leading that army!" I can feel tears forming in the corners of my eyes, "I don't give a damn about fancy afternoon tea, or fancy dresses, or dancing at balls, Adam, you know that. I promised," I sniff, trying to hold back tears, "we both did, that I would always have your back and I won't let you fight alone." I can feel tears streaming down my face and I lean back against the door sliding down to sit against it. "You cannot keep from the battles. I made a- I made a promise, and I- I have to keep it." I am sure that he can hear me crying now, but I don't care. I love him, I want to say something else, but I don't know what. I think back to the first time that we really knew each other. I was in kindergarten and he was a big scary third grader with a big brother who ran the school. I was just a petite five year old with no older siblings; just a baby sister and an older cousin who was famous for her story.

10 years earlier...

I woke up automatically at the sound of my new alarm clock. I was so excited for my first day of school. I was going to Flemings Academy; the most prestigious school in the four realms of the sky. Madame and Doctor Fleming were the most amazing headmaster and headmistress of the realms as well. They were revered for their personal relationship with every student and their ability to give each student and their ability to give each student a course schedule that gives them the ability to train each child for their specific future.

I got out of bed and put on the clothes that I laid out the night before. I had my favourite pair of skinny jeans and one of my light pink collared shirts that would let my wings slip through. Using my mirror I brushed my hair until it was soft. While I brushed my mom walked in and smiled, taking the brush from me. She gently weaved my hair into two braids trailing down back. I look at us in the mirror, my red-blonde hair makes me stand out against her green silk dress. People always say we look alike, but I don't see it. She has soft, light green eyes and mine are an astonishing shade of greyish turquoise. She was tall, beautiful, she knew how to hold herself in court, and how to run the queendom. I always used to ask her how she did it, but she would always say something along the lines of, "you'll learn." Or "Madame Fleming will teach you," or, and this was my favourite, "you don't always need to know everything, Rayne, in time, you will learn, from experience, how to run the queendom in your own way." I could've sworn she loved torturing me with vague comments like that, but I didn't care anymore, I was going to Fleming's academy and Madame Fleming would teach me how to be a good queen.

I got up and ran down stairs so fast I was probably flying. In the dining room awaited my favourite breakfast; French toast soaked in maple syrup and topped with a mound of powdered sugar. I smiled, today was going to be a good day. I sat down across from my cousin Melanie, who, as usual, was reading a book. She glanced up when I sat down, then finished her page and set her book aside.

"Rayne," she said, "can it be your first day of school every day?" I laughed, she was like a big sister to me, but unlike most siblings, we didn't fight, very often. We made fun of each other and she played games with me. The only reason we didn't fight very often, but that was probably because she was almost 14 years older than I.