Lorien Legacies: The Fate of Eight

Chapter 7

I got up and started stretching, the others start to wake and yawn sleepily. Marina still has her eyes on me with a worried look on her face. I try to ignore the look.

"So where do you want to go?" I ask them, picking up a walking stick and twiriling it in my hands.

"East Coast, United States," Six says, kicking the walking stick I was twirling in my hands and flipping it unto her own hands and throwing it back at me. I make a dive for the stick she threw and I purposely missed catching it.

Everyone starts to laugh except for Marina who has a blank look on her face.

Boy, Marina sure is a hard book to read.

"Okay, if that's where you want to go, we have a couple of options, A plane? Do we have enough money to buy us all tickets?" I ask

Crayton grins and pats pocket,."That shouldn't be a problem."

"Great. We head back to New Delhi, buy some tickets, and we can be in the United states in a day or so, Or, we -" I say, looking at them one by one, "could be in the state of New Mexico in a few hours!" I finish with a tone of excitment in my voice.

They all stare at me, dumbfounded

"We can't all teleport." Six says, drawing a circle with her toe

"Maybe we can," I say mysteriously and with a secretive smile

I added two eyes, a nose and a happy face to Six' drawing and we both grin at each other.

I like Six and her playfulness. I think she'll make as a good prank accomplice.

Ella and Crayton starts to ask me questions on what I was talking about excitedly, Marina was just looking from me to Six.

I hold up a finger, to silence them all and I pull off my shirt and pants,

"Not before my morning swim"

And I sprint to the edge of the cliff where the waterfall drops off and dive and just before I reach the bottom, I shapeshift into a swordfish.

I swim to the surface and shapeshift as my true form when I see someone dive after me. It must be Six.

There was a huge splash and to my surprise, I see Marina surface to the water with a huge grin on her face.

"Nice Dive," I tell her, swimming over to her, I shake my head like a dog at her.

"So, do you prefer being called Marina or Seven? I ask,

"I don't care. Whatever," she replies sheepishly,

"I like Marina," I tell her, "Is this your first time in India, Marina?"

"Yes. I was in Spain for a long time. In an orphanage." She says

"An orphange, huh? At least you had a lot of kids around you; you could make friends. Not like me" I say at her, Remembering those lonely days in the hut.

She smiles a little, looking a bit embarrased.

"I guess I'm happier now." She says shyly.

Something tells me she didn't make friends in the orphanage. I ignore the thought and look at her beautiful face.

Marina reminds me a lot of my mother.

I remember her moment of playfulness last night and I notice how caring and protective she is of everyone and the times where she just silently listens to us talk.

Her mood is a hard thing to read.

So hard that it attracts me.

I like her.