Will I Find You Again?

Chapter 2|Meet Eve

"Lyra! Get your ass up! It's time for school and I can't be late because of you!" I heard my older sister Eve as she barged in my room. "Okay! Okay! ...I'm up..," I say as I get out of bed. "It's about time. Mom made breakfast for you..," She said the last sentence calmly and quietly. I smiled at her like and idiot. "Why are you looking at me like that?!" She yelled while throwing her hands in the air. "Because...you care.." I said wile looking at the floor smiling with a light blush on my face. "Oh..uh..u-uh..I'm gonna go eat my breakfast. Bye!" And as she said that, she bursted out of my room into the kitchen. "I know she cares...she just tries to hide it..," I say and smile more. My sister Eve is nice, but she gets mad at me for doing stupid things. If I'm acting like and idiot, she'll try to stop me. But, that's what makes it more fun. Eve is a year older than me, so she's fifteen. And she's a freshman in highschool this year. Ever since she got into highschool, we grew farther apart. We used to be really close. But I guess things can't last forever. After that thought, I get dressed and ready for school. Middle school is okay, but I don't have many friends, mostly because I choose not to talk to many people. But, that's okay! It does suck though since Eve and I don't go to the same school this year. After I got dressed, I went to the kitchen to eat breakfast. Eve was there drinking her orange juice, and our mom was there washing dishes. "Hey, Lyra, how did you sleep?" My mom asked. "I slept okay." I responded. "Did you have the same dream last night again?" She asked. "Yup. Just like every night." I said while eating my toast. "Hmm..," she said. She didn't ask me anymore questions, and decided to continue washing the dishes. My mother's name is Eclair Hope. She's a lovely lady. She's loves flowers and stars. Other than teaching Eve and I magic, she even taught us martial arts for self defense. She doesn't want us using our magic in front of other people. Not many people believe in magic, and some would use it for evil if they got their hands on it. We use our magic for good, not evil. Even though I am good at martial arts, I'm still weak as a mage. I want to get better, so much better. "Lyra..," I heard Eve say while poking my arm. "Sorry, I was just thinking..," I say quietly, while not even looking at Eve. "Come on, idiot, we gotta go to school. Don't wanna be late." She said as she got up and grabbed her bag. I got up and followed behind her to leave. "Bye mom, I love you!" Eve yelled. "Love you, mama!" I yelled as well. "Bye, Love you both." She said with a smile. We walked about 2 blocks until I stopped. Eve walked a few feet ahead of me until she noticed me stopping. "Uh..Lyra..?" She whispered. "Evey...what would you do if I became evil?" I whispered. She must of heard me, because she showed a bit of a reaction. "Would you still love me? Would you still care? Would you still see me as Lyra..?" I said above a whisper. "Of course, because you'll always be my Lyra..," and with that, she started walking again, but slower. I bit my lip and shed a tear. What if one day I become evil? When being a mage, the stronger you are, the more chance you have of becoming evil. And I would never want that to happen. I will never want to hurt Eve.