CHOSEN (ON HOLD)

CHAPTER 3

           The rest of the week had the same routine for me. Wake up, go to school, make my classmates laugh, get home, do my homework, sleep and start the same routine again.

This week, I threw a piece of paper on a teacher's head while trying to dispose it in the waste bin. The paper had been from Mia. She hated my guts, I hate her too. She had written a bold stupid on the piece of paper and passed it to me. I angrily threw the paper into the waste bin and I have no idea how it landed on the teacher's head. He was about 15ft away from the bin. Mr Patrick read the word on the paper and thought the message was from me for him. I don't want to talk about that anymore. I'm getting ready for the day. It's Saturday, Granny will be coming!

         I skipped downstairs when I heard Granny's voice. You think she's my favorite person? No. I love her alright but she acts crazy with my mom. The main reason why I'm happy to see her is because she's the only one that exaggerates on how beautiful, brilliant and smart I am. Don't get me wrong, I know she's lying to make me feel better but I let myself get swooned by her words. I can't live if all I get is about how stupid and gullible I am.
      
"Granny!"

I jumped on her immediately I skipped the last stair, knocking her down. She groaned as she tried to get on her feet.

"I'm sorry. I got too excited"

She smiled like she was intrigued by something on me.

"What?" Then she said it.

"Don't apologize dear, it's your powers. It's fighting it's way out. You are not clumsy or stupid. You are chosen"

She grinned like she just hit Jackpot.

How frustrating! I groaned and went into the kitchen, maybe mom would have a better topic. Once Granny starts talking about me, she never ends.

"I'm serious, Amy!" I rolled my eyes. I'm not going to let those words get into me. No I'm not.

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"... and you don't know how powerful you are going to be, Amy. I keep telling your mother to be patient. I can see your powers fighting to come out. All you have to do is find your soulmate so... "

At that, I snapped! I was forcing my ears to listen to her until that.

"Granny, we won't talk about my life anymore!" I stood up, ready to get out of the house.

"You can't talk to Granny that way. She was only trying to explain how it works" Mom looked disappointed.

"I don't want to know! I don't care! And I don't want to be a part of your fucked up lives!"

I regret saying that immediately it left my mouth but now is not the time to regret words. I dashed out of the house, hitting my toe on the door. Not caring about the pain,
I banged the door shut just in time Granny said "Will she be fine?"

"NO!" I shouted.

I wasn't going to be fine. I hope to be. I want to.