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We sit in silence on the ground facing each other with our legs crisscrossed. I have no idea what he is going to say. What if he really is on the run? What if that crystal in his hand is from a famous museum? I have to stop assuming things and hear him out.
"I don't know where to start," he scratches his head not making eye contact with me.
"Start with the crystal."
"You're going to think I'm crazy."
"I've been thinking up of different scenarios in my head for a while, so... I don't care."
He clears his throat before starting.
"The...crystal...it's magic.." I furrow my eyebrows at him looking confused
"What do you mean magic?"
"I mean magic! As in abracadabra!" he shouts.
"I don't believe you, just tell me the truth." I say moving away from him.
"You don't believe me? Fine come with me," he stanfd up and signals me to follow him. I hesitate before standing up.
He takes me to the bottom of the tree house and tells me to stay still and just watch. I can feel my heart pounding out of my chest.
He stands about four feet from me before closing both his eyes and breathing out deeply.
"February?" I say beginning to shake.
He says nothing and all of a sudden the wind starts to pick up. My fingers start to feel numb with cold as the wind hits them. What is he doing?
"February!" I call a little louder wanting him to stop.
He opens his eyes but stays perfectly still. He looks directly at me, his eyes burrowing into my soul. Wind starts to spin around him making me dizzy. The trees begin to blow against the wind making the leaves blow off the branches effortlessly.
I can barely keep my balance. The wind is getting too strong! He needs to stop! Crows fly over head out from the trees cawing to one another.
"February! Please stop! I believe you, I believe you!" I shout over the loud howls of the wind.
He falls to the ground and in an instant the wind ceases, making everywhere as calm as it once was.
I run towards him kneeling before him. He pants like a wild dog that has been running through the woods chasing it's prey.
"Are you okay?" I ask rubbing his back.
"Y...yeah, I think so..." he moves off of his knees and sits on his butt.
I don't even understand what I don't understand.
How can he-? How is it possible that he can-? He can control the wind?
"How did you do that?" I ask searching his eyes for an answer.
"It's complicated, extremely complicated," he puts his head in his hands and looks down.
"Were you scared?" he asks looking up at me again.
Was I? I mean I was but, what was I scared of exactly?
"No?" I lie.
"Are you sure? You looked like you were about to pass out."
"February? You need to explain to me what's going on," I soon feel my hands begin to shake.
"I..." he begins but stops himself when he remembers the picture of the kids on his pillow, "I'm not from here."
Not from Canada?
"Where are you from then? A different country?" I asked earning me a chuckle from him.
"It's a little farther then another country."
"Well where? Just tell me," I was beginning to grow impatient.
"Zodacia," he blurted out.
I looked at him in serious confusion. Zodacia?
"Have you been drinking?" I ask dead serious even though he laughs.
"I...I never had any parents because I wasn't born like normal people," he explains.
"I was born when a chemical reaction occurred years and years ago. Before you were born, your parents were born and their parents. When a star from the constellation from Aquarius collided with a star from Pisces, I was born."
I gasped. This makes no sense. How is he alive? How did he survive a chemical reaction?
"The people you saw in the photo...they're like me," he continued, "there's March, April, May, June..." he says while mentally pointing them out in the picture.
Their named after months? By who? How? Where are they?
"I'm in charge of what happens during February. The animals, the holidays, Valentine's Day for me, the change in season, the weather, everything."
I couldn't stop myself from blinking. So all those other people in the photo have the same job?
"Once my month is over, March will come and it'll be his turn," he looks at me, waiting for me to speak, but I don't.
"So...I won't be here on the 1st of March. I'll have to go back to Zodacia where we all live. I have my own room but we all share the one house," he stops again, "Please say something."
"...I...I don't know what to say?" I admit.
"Are you mad I didn't tell you? Because I couldn't, I'm not allowed. It's against the rules for humans to know we exist. We are supposed to erase their memory if they see us...but..."
He didn't erase mine? Why?
"Why didn't you?" I ask.
"I couldn't...I didn't want you to forget...meeting me. I was going to the night we met but when you came outside again and we started talking...I couldn't bring myself to do it..." he bites his lip and waits for my response.
"What does the crystal do?" I notice him gripping it tightly like a stress ball.
"It's how I get home. At exactly 11:59 on February 28th I have to activate it or else I'll be stuck here for a year until February comes again. We all have one, different colours that correspond with our month. Blue for January, red for me, green for March and yellow for April."
"I have one more question..." I state pulling my knees close to my body.
"Ask."
I take a deep breath before asking.
"If you can control the weather, why do make it so stormy?"
He widens his eyes at my question. He obviously wasn't expecting it.
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Before March Comes (Editing)
Fantasia(Completed ❤️) No one really knows why it is so stormy all the time during February. Although it is forbidden to go outside, 17 year old Alexandra (Alex) Smith can't help but be drawn to the outdoors. As soon as February comes the weather drastical...
