Alagretto's POV
"Do you really wanna know where I come from?" I say, trembling a little.
"No, nobody here wants to know where you get the looks that got you in that little situation with the unknowing 'fan-girls'," Riza says, as Cleo and Damien laugh uncontrollably.
"Uh, there really isn't anything embarrassing...." I say, trying to think, "I don't really have anything."
"Are your parents still alive?" Riza asks. I nod.
"Stripper!!! Tell Cleo about them!!!!"
"Alright. I used to live in New York, but my parents decided to move to Australia, for who knows why, and on a vacation, I got chased by some 'fan-girls', and jumped into a river, and washed up by Riza. I don't know how, I just did. My parents don't even know what happened to me, or anything. I was the shy kid who was secretly good at stuff."
"Anything else we should know?" Riza pried.
"I have a younger sister. And my parents were obsessed with music, hence my name, and my sisters. But I could play almost any instrument, but my best one was..." I stop, knowing this will get laughter. Because it's true, "The flute, and violin." Everyone laughs, and I find myself laughing too.
"We should go say hi to your parents sometime, just so they know you're all right" Riza says, looking at Cleo.
"Cleo tried to fly!!!" Cleo shouts, flapping her arms out like a bird who didn't know how to fly, "Cleo wanted to catch birdy out of air, so Cleo tried to fly!" We snickered, because we knew how that ended. Cleo's aren't made for flying....
"What about you, Riza?" I ask, kinda not wanting to know, because her life seemed...strange.
"I think you know my darkest secret, 'bout the powers. But I don't want it to seem that bad. I never wanted to be like that." Riza sighs, before restating her thoughts, "You know, there is a door, and a key. Behind the door, is all the answers. I feel like I am a key. To open this door, the two parts, the key, and the key hole must become one, to open the door, each containing half of the information. When joined together, they know what is behind that other door. I feel like there is something about our powers, that's not good. I just wanna know the truth, always, and it usually gets me in trouble. My mother and father knew of my 'talents' but never did talk about them, or bring them up, like they wanted me to be normal. They'd lie to me. That's why when I burnt my mother, i didn't feel bad. Because I hate lies." Riza was a weird child. I don't know how anyone could consider her anywhere near normal.
"Well, enough of this, let's eat!" Dimitri says, as we all run out of the room to get food.
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The S.T.F. Files, Book 1: S.T.F.
De Todo***UNEDITED. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*** 6 kids The government Several Murderers And the fight for survival This is the Specially Talented Force Riza never wanted any of this. She just wanted a life different from the one she has now. Aly wanted a...
