The Life of a Teenage Witch

Ch. 2

"What do you mean I'm the chosen one?", I ask. "Well there was a prophecy about the chosen one warning everyone of a danger to all of us. Vampires, Werewolves, Wizards, and especially Witches.", my mom says. "We have to alert the Council.", my dad says. My parents start rushing around. "What council?", I ask. "The Council of the Supernatural.", Niyla says. She starts helping my parents.

"PROHIBERE!", I yell and they all freeze. I bring them all to me. "Now start fucking talking.", I say. "Oh she serious cause she never curses.", Niyla says. "Talk.", I say more aggressively. "The Council needs to know that the prophecy has been fulfilled and that we have been warned of the impending danger.", my dad says. "And if the prophecy is correct the madness begins on Saturday.", my mom says. "The Winter Formal.", we all say.

"I've been planning this since I won student council president. This can't just not happen.", I say. "It's still going to happen.", my mom says. "Ok.", I say. How am I the chosen one? I can't even drive yet. Why am I the chosen one? Why couldn't it have been my mom or my dad or Niyla? Why me?

"Hey I'm gonna take her upstairs.", Niyla says. My parents nod. Niyla picks me up and takes me upstairs to my room. She sits me on my bed and then sits next to me. "Pallas I-", I cut her off. "I don't wanna talk about it.", I say. "What do you wanna talk about?", Niyla asks. I lay my head on her shoulder and she puts her arm around me.

"Tiye and Keys would eat this up.", I say and Niyla laughs. "Why can't we just be together? Like everyone can tell we like each other. C'mon we'd be a real power couple too. A vampire and the chosen one.", Niyla says. "Cause what if it doesn't work out? What if everything crashes and burns? Will we ever recover?", I ask. "What if we make something beautiful out of it?", Niyla asks. I turn to look at her.

"How about in a couple days?", I ask. "Mamas why you doing this to me? You know I been waiting to be with you.", Niyla says. "And I wanna be with you too, but if we don't get this whole 'chosen one' fiasco figured out we might not be alive. So can we please focus on what's more important?", I say.

"Well for starters the Council of the Supernatural needs to be alerted. If they don't know then no one stands a chance.", Niyla says. "Well where are they?", I ask. "Uh why don't you try and guess.", Niyla says. "They're in Transylvania aren't they?", I ask. "Yea.", Niyla says. "Go figures.", I say. "But we don't have to go there. Well we don't at least. Your parents could go and we could stay here.", Niyla says. "Ok.", I say.

Niyla pulls me on her lap. "Shawty can we please try?", Niyla asks. I think about it for a minute. "No. Not right now.", I say. "Then I guess you won't mind if I take Demetria Selinofoto to the Winter Formal.", Niyla says. "Nope, go right ahead.", I say. "Man I don't even know why I'm trying.", Niyla says laying back. "You act as if I said never. I said let's just wait.", I say.

"That's the thing though, I been waiting. I waited for you to come out to your parents, which thinking about it now made no sense cause they knew already. I even waited for you to come out to our friends, which again wasn't necessary. I'm tired of waiting.", Niyla says. "I don't know what you want me to say to that.", I say.

"How are you the smartest person I've ever met, next to your parents, and yet you don't know how to articulate your thoughts and feelings? You know what, don't answer that. I'm outta here, I'll see you at school. Oh and I'm taking Demi to the Winter Formal.", Niyla says getting up and walking out of my room. I hear the front door slam and I lay back on my bed. I love Niyla, but I don't have time for her crap.

"Hey Pallas, is everything ok?", my mom asks as she walks in my room. "Yea. Niyla is just upset that I'm not ready to date her yet. Like we could all die in a few days and she's worried about us being together. I don't have time for her crap. I have to get everything ready for the Winter Formal and figure out this Chosen One stuff.", I say. "I understand sweetheart. This is a lot and I don't want you to get stressed out. Hey why don't we go out somewhere. You know get your mind off of everything.", my mom says. "Ok.", I say sitting up. Honestly anything would be better than stressing out about everything.