"Can you see the future young one?" the old man asks me.
I shake my head, "No, sir."
He throws his hands in the air, "By the lords grace, help me! She isn't the one!'' he says, going around me in a circle.
"What do you mean I'm not the one? What are you talking about?"
"Winry Pandora Shade. Do you know who I am?" the old man asks.
I shake my head again, "No,sir."
"I am your great great great great Grandfather! Garrett said you'd be here one day..."
My head snaps up, "You knew my father?"
"Yes, of course I do! I trained him, didn't I?" the old man tells me.
"Sir, you," I struggle to find the right words, "You-um- what do you mean, trained him?"
His eyes get wide, "He's a Traveler dear! Didn't you know?"
I shake my head once again, "No, sir."
The old man laughs, "Well- I guess Garrett hasn't told you anything at all then."
"I haven't seen my father since I was thirteen. And now my mother's getting married, I need to stop her, bring her a reason. I need to find him." I tell him, looking out of the old window, watching the rain fall.
Pitter...patter...
Pitter...patter...
"Winry. You're father- I'm afraid, has made a great mistake." he says.
"And what would that be, sir?"
The old man chuckles, "He's hidden you from your rightful path for far to long. If you wish to save him from his doom with the Empire, I suggest you pick a path."
"What path?!" I yell.
"The one that calls to you every night, dear."
My eyes widen, "The door."
"Good, now tell Evangeline I wish to see her soon." he says.
"Who's Evangeline?" I ask.
He takes a step back, "Your mother dear, who else?"
"My mother's name is Kimberly Ambrose, sir." I say.
The old man sucks in a deep breath, "Oh dear lord."
That response did it. My whole life has been a lie. What about my friends? What about Kimberly Ambrose...my pretend mother, the one I've called Mommy since I can remember?
Is everything just coming back to hit me?
I might as well just be falling in reverse.
"Marcy, your partner will be Quency." Mr Blair said and my eyes went wide in shock.
"Objection!" Mr Blair. I said standing up. "we are not in a court". Mr Blair said. " I can't work with basket mouth." I said. "You bitch, I'd rather change my grandfather's diaper than work with you".Quency said. I groaned. "Mr Blair, don't ruin my life by giving me this volcano as a partner". he said. "Am not asking you to marry her, I only said work with her". Mr Blair said. "Same thing Mr. Blair, a minute with her is torture, she is the last person on earth I will want to work with". he said.
"Enough you two! work on the project or F for you". Mr Blair said leaving. I sat down pondering over this.My vacation is ruined. Fuck, what now? I thought.
"look, come over to my place for us to complete it, the earlier the better." he said and furry filled me . "You stupid spoilt idiot, you will come to my place rather". I said . "No, my place ". he insisted . I thought for a while and smiled. "How about a challenge?" I asked. He groaned. I can humiliate him and be the alpha. I thought with a broad smile . "NO", he said. "Chicken". I said.
"I won't play a cat and mouse game with you bitch".he said. "Scardy dick." I said picking my bag and walking out . "Everyone, Quincy is too Chicken to challenge me to a tennis match". I announced once I got to the hallway and everyone turned towards my direction.
" Really?" a girl asked. "I hate you".he said. "Hate you more". I replied ."No, the challenge is on". he announced. The students started to murmur. I turned to him . "So the deal is, once I win which I will, you will spend the vacation working with me in my penthouse in Miami".I said.
"WHAT! I have plans". he said. "Ha! Chicken". I teased. "Fine". he said. "If you win which you won't, I will come to your place instead". I said. "Deal, start packing because you will lose." he said leaving . I smiled. Let's see who wins. I thought.