I sat up with a start. That was two hundred years ago. Now it was just my brother and I, we had nice house, we paid off our mortgage and had a nice lifestyle, but I was still in morning for the loss of mother, father and little Lilith. Caleb had a job, but I didn’t go to school, I didn’t quite see the point in learning things I already knew. So I decided today I would for a walk. I slipped out of bed, got dressed in my normal clothes and ate breakfast. “Cal, I’m going out for a walk.” I told him, he went by Cal now.
“Alright Kat, but be careful.” He told me.
“How old do you think I am?” I sighed as I put on my coat.
“I know, I just worry, you remember.” He sighed. “Love you.”
“I love you too.” I answered, kissing his cheek before going out. My brother would be at work by the time I got in so I thought I’d spend the day in the meadow I loved so much. So I did. I lay in the grass looking up at the clouds, humming the song I once sang two hundred years ago. Halfway through the day I heard footsteps, I sat up fearfully, but it was just a boy. About sixteen, good looking, but weren’t they meant to be in school? When he saw me he too looked surprised. Half of me screamed to get up and run but I was now intrigued, so I got to my feet and walked up to him, eyebrow cocked. “Who are you?” I asked.
“Kayne.” He replied. “Meaning-”
“Warlike in Irish Gaelic, I know.” I cut him off. “My name means pure in Greek, it’s Katharina.”
“What was that song you were singing?” He asked. I yet again raised my eyebrows. “Well, that was the reason I came over here.”
“A song I used to sing to my little sister, Lilith.” I answered. “Willow Waly it’s called. But I don’t sing it anymore.” I delicately lowered myself to the ground.
“Why?” He asked. “It’s so beautiful.”
“It is.” I agreed. “But I just don’t.” I fiddled with my hip length light blonde hair, it was a dirty light shade and I wasn’t all that fond of it, but I had it well kept. Mother would always tell me I had beautiful hair, but I never really listened. Her last moments flashed before my eyes, making me flinch.
Kayne jumped too. “What?” He asked.
I sighed and shook my head. “Nothing.” Then a question popped in my head. “What are you even doing here, skiving?” I asked.
He sighed. “I’m skiving.” He admitted. “What about you? I’ve never seen you around here before.”
“I don’t go to school.” I shrugged. “I don’t especially see the point. My parents homeschooled me and because I picked up quite quickly I have learnt everything now, I avoided the point I’d been learning for more the eight hundred years.
“Cool, I wish I’d learn everything as quick as you, you’re what, fifteen?” He asked, sitting too.
“Fourteen.” I answered. “You?”
“Sixteen.” He replied, what a guess. “What are you, some sort of genius?”
I shrugged but nodded. “I guess. I’d tutor you but my brother would go mad.”
“He doesn’t need to know.” He answered. I stared at him for a few seconds in thought. Kayne chuckled quietly to himself. “You’re so cute when you’re thinking.”
Then it hit me, why he looked so familiar. “Is-is your mother called Lorelei, by any chance?” I asked.
“Yeah, everyone says-” He started.
“You look just like her.” I finished. “One minute.” I told him, standing up and walking off as I was walking I whipped out my phone. Quickly, I phoned my brother’s bar, he was the landlord and as well as a bar it was kind of a hotel too.
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Immortals
Novela JuvenilBeing Immortal isn't all it's cracked up to be. Katharina and her brother seem to be the only ones left since they witnessed their parents and little sisters' deaths.