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CHAPTER 13 : WHAT HAPPENS AT MIDNIGHT?

Leena's P.O.V.
 

                - "I had no idea you owned a car", I told Chris, looking out the window as he took a turn.

- "Well, it had some problems with it, so I wasn't able to use it in the last couple of days"

- "Reasonable", and he cracked a small smile, after looking at me with the corner of his eyes, before the woman's voice from the GPS indicted our arrival. It didn't take us long to spot Douaa on the lane, and she quickly made her way to the red Mercedes-Benz, when Chris waved to her.

               - "Took you guys long enough", she said as she hopped into the back seat.

- "That's Jace's house?", Chris asked; pointing to the fascinating mansion in front of us.

- "Isn't it surprising?!", Douaa replied, fascinated.

- "Yeah. I mean like wow", he agreed. I guess these powers were a curse for him, then.

               - "Wait. Who's car is this?", Douaa asked suddenly.

- "Umm mine", Chris replied.

- "Didn't know you had one"

- "Well......yeah", looks like someone doesn't like to repeat things.

- "And why are You here?", this time, the question was directed to me.

- "Getting a ride back home", I replied in a 'duh' voice, "As you can see, there aren't many buses around", she nodded in understanding.

                     The ride didn't take long, and soon enough, we were waving goodbye to Douaa.

- "So to your house", Chris stated as he started the engine.

- "To my house", I confirmed, "Wait"; Chris turned his head at my word, "What time is it?"

- "Like 20 minutes till midnight. Why?"

- "Oh my God. Is it okay if we stopped by a place real quick?"

- "I'm fine with it. Just guide me"

                 - "It's the place! Just stop right here! Here, here!"

- "Okay stop screaming in my ear! ", Chris exclaimed, annoyed.

- "Sorry", I muttered, sinking back in my seat. Following my request, Chris parked the car, and I didn't waste any second, before I dashed out of the car.

- "Excited, aren't we?!", he called after me.

- "Hurry up!", I shouted, when I saw him walk up the hill slowly. Assuming he wouldn't comply, I ran down, and dragged him at full speed, by his arm, up the hill, "We don't have that much time!", was my explanation.

                 - "The time?"

- "One more.......minute", he replied; collapsing on the grass, "What's gotten........into.....you?", he asked between breaths.

- "Sorry, but I didn't want to miss it"

- "Miss what?", and I shushed him by saying,

- "It's coming. No worries, you'll like it", I took a seat on the grass, and looked up to the sky, "Five. Four. Three. Two. One", and at the end of my countdown, the sky was filled with echoes of different colours swimming above us; so close, you could almost touch them.