The story of my Egyptian life✔️

Chapter 9

They enter the kitchen cautiously, some elders and others young.

I walked to meet them and they looked as if they would faint as soon as they saw me.

"Um...hello?"I asked quietly. They muttered hellos and a few shook my hands. I smiled.

"No need to be so shy!"I said as they looked a little timid. "Well, we have reasons to girl!"said an old woman.

My eyes widened as she rubbed her knuckles on my head and smiled a toothless smile. "My my, you look so much like your mother. Your father has his features on you as well..."said a younger woman.

I stood there, rocking back and forth on my heels. "May I offer you all a chair? And a drink?"I ask them. They nod and walk past me to the kitchen.

"Thank you."said a few of them. I walked to a nearby cupboard and then thought about what they would want.

'Lemonade..' said a voice in my head. I fixed the lemonade quickly and handed it to each of them.

They stared at me with awestruck on their faces but they wiped it away quickly.

"So...the Ligrian said the awaited time of Aphraim's attack is on your birthday. Which birthday is it?"said a man with large monocles obscuring his eyes.

"My...eighteenth. Does that mean something?"I asked them. They nodded quickly.

"Its when the height of yourpowers are greatest and increased. This is very bad..."said a man that looked like the young man.

I covered my mouth to hide my gasp. 'He wants you when your most powerful...' said the voice in my head again.

I covered my head. "Shut up..."I muttered. They stared at me as if I smacked each of them. Then they got who I was talking to.

"Your father a trying to help you sweetheart,"my mother said. I sagged my shoulders and pouted out my lip.

"Now he's helping?"I asked Her sarcastically. I knew he was always helping, watching over us.

She hugged me. "Its okay. Why don't you go train with Malcolm and a few others?"she asked me.

I nodded and walked to the training room, a few other people following and Malcolm next to me.

"So, our names are Tracy and Stacy. This is Avengaline and Mark."said Tracy. I nodded to each of them with a smile.

Malcolm stood close to me, not touching. "We may look around your Aden but we're actually a few hundred years older. We will be helping you in training, so be prepared. We taught Malcolm,"they said on cue, always continuing the rest when someone stopped.

I took a deep breath. "Okay! Lets get this started!"I said.

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As soon as we finished practice, I regretted my words.

"Owwww...I think I pulled something..."I said. I rubbed my shoulder and sat next to Malcolm.

He touched my shoulder, probbing and massaging it. "Its not broken, just stressed. You had to lift three people on your shoulders forty-eight times!"he said.

He continued to massage my shoulders, Then he turned me around to face him.

He must have felt the tight stress in my shoulders I wouldn't release.

"Hey, it gonna be okay. We'll figure this out and go through it together."he said.

I rolled my eyes. "People always say that."I said. He sighed.

"Yo, lovebirds!!! It's round two!"screamed Stacy. I groaned. "Lets get this over with and take me to a hot, hot, jacuzzi."I said.

Malcolm chuckled. "I'll join you,"he said. I waved my finger at him. "By myself, naughty."

He groaned. "Why?"he asked sarcastically. I tugged his ear. "I'm a girl."I said as if that were to explain everything.

And it should, as I have a mother who would love to do torture on a boy who takes away my Big V...

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