So many thoughts were going through my mind at once. Some of them were:
· Did my mom know she was going to die?
· How did the package move from the box to the table?
· How have I never seen the package before?
Will I ever make real friends, much less get a girlfriend?(sorry, I'm getting a bit off track)
But probably the most important question going through my mind was: What was inside the package? As i was about to stretch out my hand to find out I hear my aunt call out,
"Jon, you need to go!"
"Okay, I'm coming"
I quickly took up the package and stuffed into my bag and ran down the stairs. After saying a quick goodbye to Aunt Jane and hurried outside and began to quickly walk to school.
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At school everything went fine, well at least until lunch. The only trouble I had before lunch was finding my classes but luckily I got to each class on time. At lunchtime I bought a ham and cheese sandwich and sat down at a random table. Right before I was going to take a bite of my sandwich, I heard a voice behind me say,
"Hey, Punk, this is our table and even more , this is my seat."
I didn't reply.
"You know what," the voice said; "I'll help you get out."
I felt a hand grab my collar and throw me to the floor. I got up and looked at who the voice was. In front of me was a light-skinned guy with blonde hair and blue eyes. The guy was three inches taller than me and about 80 pounds heavier in muscle. He had on a letter jacket and jeans. He was surrounded by a bunch of other guys dressed like him. Immediately I knew that he was a jock and I already disliked him.
I imagined him being pushed into the column behind him and that was exactly what happened. Some invisible force or other pushed him back into the column. I was surprised but happy at the same time. I didn't know who are what did it but of course he thought it was me.
"Did you just push me?" he asked.
"No, I di-"
I did not get to finish the sentence because the jock punched me in the stomach sending me back to the floor. I thought I was about to receive a major beatdown until they came. CDoming over to me was the most amazing girl i've ever seen, with her coffee bean-coloured skin, her long, curly, black hair and her melted chocolate brown eyes. Next to her was a boy. Beside her he just looked like a regular light-skinned guy, with regular blue eyes and regular messy, dirty blonde hair.
"Hey, Stephen," the boy called out to the jock, "Don't you have somewhere to be?
"Come on Stephen, don't you see he's new. Give him a chance,"The girl said.
"He's new. Oh really." Stephen said in a voice that made it obvious that he didn't care. "Okay I'll leave him alone, but just this once and only because you're pretty, Zara."
"Shut up," she said.
Stephen turned to me and said, "See you around, freak." He and his gang chuckled and walked away.
"Don't listen to what he says. Just because you're called bad names, doesn't mean that you should make the bad names define you," The girl said. "Here." She outstreched her hand to me to help me get up. I took it and got up. " By the way," she said, "My name is Zara and this is Zachary.' She gestured to Zachary.
"Hi" Zachary said.
"Hi," I said, " Um, thank you, both, for saving me from a massive beatdown.
"No big deal," Zachary said.
"Uh, I'm Jonathon, but you can call me Jon for short." I said, " Well, thanks again. See you around."I walked away
Wow, I'm so stupid. That could have been my chance to actually start a friendship. They actually seemed nice and Zara and I could have been a bit more than friends. No. I put that thought out of my mind.All the other 'friends' I had were nice as well and Zachary was probably her boyfriend anyway.
In the rest of my classes, I didn't really pay attention to what the teachers were sayin. All I could think about was the contents of the package from my mom, ways to avoid that Stephen guy and what caused Stephen to be pushed back into the column.
At the end of school, I rushed out to the front of the school and sat on a bench. Finally, I thought, I'm going to find out what is in the package.
I took the package out of my bag and then the sunlight shining on me was blocked by someone. I looked to see who it was.
"Hi," they said, It was Zara. "What is that ?"
I gave a halfhearted smile and said,"Hi Zara. It's a package from my mom."
"Oh, does she live in another country?" she asked
"No. She, um, died when I was six and my father left my mom when I was born."
"Oh," she said. "That's weird. That's exactly what happened to me except for me it's reversed. My dad died and my mom left. But it's not as bad Zachary. Both his parents died. It's really sad. . . for all three of us."
"Yeah."
"Anyways, if she's dead how did you get it. DId she send it from the spirit world." she said jokingly.
"I found it in a box of her old stuff, but what's strange is that the date on it is the date my mom died and it says'My Last Wish' on it. That could mean that she knew she was going to die but I dont know."
"That is strange, but maybe what is inside will shed some light on that mystery."
"That's what i was thinking."
Zachary then came over and said, "What are you guys doing?"
Zachary was about to open a package."
"Oh, wow. Very Interesting." He said sarcastically. "Well don't make me stop you. Continue. Open the package.
I ripped the brown paper at the top of the packageand reached inside. I grabbed the first thing I touchedand slowly brought it out. When it was completely out, I opened my eyes, which were for some reason closed. In my hand was a........................large book

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The Essence of Power is Magic-Book 1: The Original Books
FantasyJonathon Cole lived a normal life, well as normal as someone who didn't have friends could be. He starts to go to a new school where he meets Zara Miller and Zachary Allen because of a mishap during his lunch break. The three amazingly become friend...