My Crazy Life

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     A few weeks have passed since I moved in. I transformed my room to be a little more me, and Liam helped me with the art choices. The walls were a white, but decorated with pictures of cacti and desserts. I don't know if he could tell or not that I loved deserts but my room was filled with pictures of them. My room was pretty bohemian based with white pillows with pink tassels. But my book shelves were crammed so bad I had to get rid of my book ends. Me and Liam have actually gotten really close, the exact opposite with Sam. He has been giving me the cold shoulder since he laid eyes on me. I don't know if I have done anything to make him not like me or not but he didn't.

I walked out of my room with Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven" in my nose. I was headed to the kitchen when I ran smack into someone. That never usually happens. Great.

"Hey! Asshole watch where your going!" Sam yelled at me.

"You know," I said lowering the book and pointing it towards him. "Why don't you use a different insult? Or cant your brain come up with any?"

I could hear Maximus and Oliver snickering in the living room.

"Ok pointy ears, yeah don't think I didn't notice besides your effort to hide them". He told me laughing as he continued to walk into the kitchen.

Dang ok that one hurt. I have had pointy looking elf ears ever since I was born. I could never do anything about them except try and hide them. I would tie my long hair in a braid and wrap[ it around the bottom of my hair. Then I would take hair around my ears and cover them completely. But of course he noticed. He had to have been looking for something to make fun of me for, and he found it.

"Really dude? That's all you got she is stronger then that!" I heard Maximus yell into the kitchen at him. He winked at me then must have saw it actually hurt me. I could feel the tears in my eyes and the red in my cheeks. Great! I let him get to me. Maximus tapped Oliver's shoulder and nodded towards me. Why am I still standing here? I turned around and walked into the kitchen anyway hiding my face from Sam. But I knew he could feel my sadness radiating off me, because he laughed as I passed him. I grabbed my juice and went to sit in the living room. I buried my face in my book but it wasn't long before I saw Oliver get up. He walked over to me and sat down on the floor. I was sitting in my hanging chair gently swaying it back and forth.

He waited until Sam went back into his room before he talked.

"Hey don't let him get to ya." he told me. His usual happy expression turned serious.

"Yeah the rest of us just blow him off." Maximus chimned in. I buried my face in my knees.

"Maybe that's why-" I started but could already feel the tears overflowing in my eyes. Liam walked in and saw me, he immediately ran over and nudged a tissue box at me. Then joined Oliver on the floor.

"What happened?" he asked but I could tell the question wasn't directed towards me. Oliver quickly explained it.

"We need to have a talk with Chris about him when him and Finn and Ollie get home. Flora we won't ever leave you home alone with him. I promise. Tomorrow me Oliver and Ollie have to work, but Max doesn't."

"Why what?" Oliver asked me, I was hoping that he would have forgotten that.

I lifted up my head with tissue in hand wiping my pathetic tears. I hated crying, so much. Now I breathed and sat up straight resting my hands in my lap.

"I think that because of my deformity-"I stopped no I actually liked my ears sometimes.

"Difference is the reason my real parents ditched me. Oh well, next time he may have to try harder." There it was, my voice was strong again. I didn't want Sam to see that I was weak.

THAT NIGHT-

"Why do you keep him around?" I asked Chris he was sitting at the end of my bed, playing with the tassel on my pillows. His eyes didn't move from the pillow only his hands stopped moving.

"If I told you, you wouldn't believe me." He looked at me now his eyes didn't have the usual sparkle in them.

"Yeah I would." I sat up now, and pulled my legs up to my chest. He moved to where my legs were and sat criss cross with me.

"You'll kill me." He looked at me dead in the eye. I felt a little uncomfortable but I wasn't scared.

"He," he started to talk but looked as if something wasn't letting him. He whipped his head and looked at the door.

"Quit guys she needs to know!" he shouted. I heard footsteps walking away from the door. How did he know- you know what I will just let him explain.

"Ok here goes nothing, he knows our secret. That well it might seem scary but, oh God please don't hate me."

Tears were forming in his eyes now.

     "Well me and everyone but Sam were witches."

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Told ya or did I? Is that all? Will she die for knowing? Find out in the next chapter.

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