Rebirth: The Awakening Of A Witch (2 page)

After
freshening
up,
I
opened
my
drawer
chest
and
looked
for
my
oversized
shirt.
I
momentarily
gave
in
to
the
pleasure
of
feeling
the
soft
material
sliding
down
my
body
as
I
put
it
on.
I
loved
sleeping
with
this
on.
It
was
one
of
my
dad’s
shirts,
and
I
smiled
at
that
memory.

I
went
 
straight
to
my
bed
and
snuck
up
under
its
covers,
stretching
before
eventually
turning
off
my
bedside
lamp.
I
was
about
to
close
my
eyes
when
I
saw
a
pair
of
strong
grey
eyes
gazing
 
directly
at
me.
It
was
a
long
time
before
I
was
finally
able
to
go
back
to
sleep.

It was pitch black. I couldn’t see anything in front of me, even my hands. I floated around aimlessly. Wait… floated? Then it hit me. I wasn’t floating. I was flying, flying towards something… and nothing
, the wind just passing by me in slow, subtle movements.
I couldn’t
see a thing
,
but I still kept going straight ahead.

That’s when I heard a loud c
lashing sound far to my right, followed by a jagged
line of
light aiming in a zigzag fashion to the ground below—lightning.
It was going to rain soon, but I didn’t mind that. My
body
still didn’t stop
gliding through the
blackness
, and I
just kept flying forward.
S
udden
ly
,
I
stopped.
I looked around,
trying to find
the
reason why I
didn’t
continue moving
forward
. I still couldn’
t see anything because of the
dark
.

Several bolts of lightning struck again in a distance
, performing a
magnificent
light show that no one was watching.
It
instantly lit up
the
entire surrounding
. This time I could clearly see
t
he
massive
cliff
ahead
of me
, the
black
angry waves of the sea crashing against
the
large rocks
below, and
the dark figure
a few feet from
me.
I gasped.
I was shocked to find someone there.
It
wa
s
as if
he appeared out of nowhere.

Lightning
struck again as
I moved closer to him,
using the light to my advantage. The hooded figure was
completely dressed in black
clothing
.
He just stood still, clearly absorbed in something. When I was near enough, I instantly regretted shortening the distance between us. Chills ran down my spine
,
and I shuddered
as I gazed back at
a pair of
golden
-
yellow eyes, f
ully cloaked w
i
th
hatred and anger that matched well with the
scornful smile
on his lips
.

I blinked several times
, groaning
when realization hit me.
Ugh!
What was that?
That had to be the scariest nightmare
I’ve had in years
. I
pulled on my
bed sheets
so that it covered my entire face
,
trying to calm my
still
rapid heartbeat
.
I
risked
a
pee
k
to my bedside
clock.
7 AM.
I sighed, and
sl
id back under the
sheets
.
I was already starting to calm down when the covers were suddenly yanked away from me. I glanced to
th
at
side of the bed
,
to
the direction
where my sheets
went
.
It was Andrea, holding a cake
with
a candle-like firework
on top of it
.
The corners of my lips curved upward when she started singing
a
Happy Birthday song.

My Nana was the kindest, sweetest,
and
most adorable grandm
other
ever.
I couldn’t have asked for a better guardian when my parents died.
She always did try her best to
keep up with me, trying to
fill the gaping hole in my heart when Nicholas and
Celine
Matthews passed away.
And I loved every bit about this
buoyant
person in front of me.
She looked exquisite in the morning
. Her
short, blonde cropped hairstyle
suited her
bubbly
and youthful
personality well.
My grandma has always
had a passion for
fashion
,
constantly
buying me things, reasoning that she had too much free time on her hands
.
This was also the reason why
my best friends adored her to bits. N
ick and Anne loved hanging out at
my place
simply because Nana was there
.

I hugged her tightly when she finally finished
singing
. “Thanks, Nana. I love you
,
” I said while I turned my head to plant a kiss on her cheek.

“I love you, too,
D
ear. Happy 18th
!
”
She chirped in a singsong voice.
I let go of her and smiled broadly as I looked at the cake she was still holding. Blueberry cheesecake was my ultimate favorite. She wouldn’t
m
ake anything else on my day. I turned back to her, planning on thanking her again when she cupped my face with both her hands.

“Oh
, t
hey would be so proud of how you’ve grown. You’re simply stunning every time I look at you, Child.
You remind me so much of your mother
,
”
She said
softly
while she stared intently at
every corner of
my face.
I felt my eyes well up in tears at the thought of my mom.

That was our current position when a knock came on my bedroom door.
We both turned at the same time
to see Anne
on the door. “Oops! Did I come in at a bad time?” She
grinned sheepishly
as she placed a hand on the back of her head
and started stroking her hair
, an unconscious gesture she does whenever she
feel
s uneasy
.
She was leaning on my now completely opened bedroom door, her long auburn hair
tied up in a neat
but
slightly loose bun with some curls slipping on the sides
. She beamed at us, her azure eyes somewhat shining brightly because of the slight pink tinge on her freckled cheeks.

“Nonsense, Anne. Come in. I’ll just bring this cake
down
and slice it up
,
” Nana smil
ed
warmly at her. Turning back to me, she kissed the
top of my
head before grabbing the cake and headed out the door. “Be sure to
hurry up, girls.
”
She called out to us.

“Happy Birthday,
Skylar
!”
Anne
said
,
skipping her way to my bed to
give me a
hug.

“Thanks Anne
,
” I hugg
ed
her back.
Anna Marie Perry was the sister I never had.
I treat
ed
her
more than a best friend.

“Where’s Nick?” I
asked,
glancing out the door, expecting him to come up to my room, too.

“Oh, he’s probably struggling with the present.” She replied. Just then,
a fluffy brown-headed creature peered at my door. I
frowned, looking at it. Anne
turned,
follow
ing
the direction
o
f
my
gaze
.
We both laughed when the oversized bear finally managed to show itself
through
my
door
, almost covering its entire frame.
A pair of arms was
holding it by its neck.

“Happy Birthday,
Sky
!” Nick
craned
his head to the side, making sure to have a clear view of me while he was giving out the greeting.
I smiled
as he slowly set the
overly
large bear on my bed, catching some of the rays
streaming
i
n my room
on his blonde, wavy hair.
He returned my smile with one of his beaming ones, crinkling the sides of his warm, hazel brown eyes
and displaying his dimples on either side of the cheeks
.
My smile widened when I saw him smile like that.
Like Anne, Dominic Adams was like family. He was the brother I never had.
I treated them like siblings since I don’t have any
of my own
.

“Oh my gosh, you guys. Thank you!” I
exclaimed
.
I stood up and hugged them both. “Just give me
thirty
minutes
.
”
They hugged me back before
I loosened my hold on them and planted kisses on their cheeks. These two were so awesome.

After they left, I headed to the bathroom
for a quick shower. When I came out,
the excessively huge bear
occupying
my bed already ha
d
a few friends with him.
I saw a dark
-
brown leather jacket and a midnight blue tank top arranged neatly on my bed. My Nana’s doing, no doubt.
I smiled as I gazed lovingly at the gifts she laid out. Yep, my Nana was cool. I hurriedly dressed and looked around my room for my leather brown ankle boots.

My room was simple
,
just the way I like it
. The walls were painted off-white,
giving the room a
positive
and vibrant
feel
to it
.
It was an average-sized room.
My bed was
right across
the
room
from my bedroom door
, comfortably resting on a wall between two double
-
hung windows
with
dark brown
wooden
frames
.
The curtains on these windows were of
mossy green, sporting gold prints of stars. This
printed
pattern completely matches
those
of
my bed sheets.