The 12 Elementals

Chapter 33

   Jake T. Austin is to be our beloved Kyle King.

   He's missing some of Kyle's brute and muscle, but his facial area is what won me over!

   Songs- Drop it Like its Hot, Hey Sexy Lady, I know you Want Me, and Not Afraid.

   Literally, as I was thinking of songs for Kyle, my phone decided to play those and in that order, so thats how that happened!!

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   "Melody, get up." a finger pokes my shoulder. I grumble, roll over, and pull the blankets around me tighter. "Rise and shine." The finger pokes again.

   "Leave." I mutter, annoyed and tired.

   "You must awake Melody, it's eight forty-five. I've let you sleep long enough." I don't give a reply. "You have to get ready, eat and train in fifteen minutes." I still don't stir. "We have bacon."

   I bolt up. Seth and Doug are in my room. Doug had been trying to get me up while Seth stood by the door carrying a breakfast tray. I reach for the tray, "Gimme!"

   Seth grins and puts it on my lap. Omlet, bacon, small bowl of fruit, blueberry muffin and freshly squeezed orange juice. I get the muffin and inhale deeply. As I take a large bite, I say, "I love Chef."

   "Melody you must eat quickly. You need to get ready for training." Doug said, urgency in his manly voice.

   I flip my hair dramatically and soften my features, "Never rush royalty."

   "Your father will have our heads if you're late." Seth laughs, amused.

   I stare at him as I finish my muffin, "Blondie, you care for Aliyah?" A smile and love sick expression over took his face, he nods excitedly.

   Why can't Reason be like that with me? I ask, sad.

   No two men are the same. Each will react differently to their Beloved. Time little wave.

   I stab a strawberry with more force then needed. "You hurt her. I throw you in the dungeons."

   "Melody, where are the dungeons?" Seth sarcastically asked.

   "Where your mama will have to visit you." I grin, enjoying this lame banter. Despite my surroundings, I'm a teenage girl, I need constant sarcasm and a healthy dose of reality. Otherwise, I'll lose my head. How do you think I survived all my Earthling years?

   "Melody, please eat." Doug pleads, a hint of desperation.

   I comply, Chef is a mircle worker with food. I finish then chase my guards away. Training. What do you wear to train? I could feel Zayden about to give a long speech about the ethics of the proper clothing style one must wear to master their abilities. Hurriedly, I grab sweats and a plain white V-neck. I change in record time, put on black Converse and toss my fiery red hair in a high ponytail. I make a mental note to ask for more human clothes; though trendy, Enchantain fabrics aren't for me yet.

   I hop out, "Ready!" I sing, my mood lighting. I do not want last night's disastrous events to cloud my thoughts. This is the first time I'll try to hone what I can do, Ryder won't mess that up for me. Before, I was terrified to see how far I could go, now I have free reins. I must accept my power, it's unlimited charge. Today I can and I will. Reason is not going to ruin that for me. It was a stupid kiss, it meant nothing. Or that's what I repeat.