Just An Ordinary Girl 7

 

Look who updated! After….a couple of months….I hate how inactive I’ve been because I feel like I’m letting all you awesome peeps down. Anyways, while you’re reading this I’ve most likely posted Dreamweaver along with Atomic Hearts. Recently I’ve become very aware of my writing style and tecniqe, since I want to improve with each pice that comes out it wakes much longer to proof read and edit things before finally presenting it to all you lovely people.

 

I’ve also been trying to enter a bunch of contests to earn points. My last contest went very well and a lot of people liked it and those who didn’t make it in time wanted to try again so I’m in need of points to give away…So if I earn up enough I’ll host another one in the coming months! J

 

Welp, that’s all I’ve got to say, please, enjoy.

 

 

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“Don’t lick the ladle now.” I grinned smartly as the older woman mixed the cookie dough with her aged hands. “You too Vladie.” My partner in crime continued to lick his fingers even after his mother had told him to stop.

 

“How long do you think it will take for the dough to become cookies?” My eyes glazed over as the small circles slid onto the wooden table. “I want to watch!”

 

“It takes magic!” Vlad whispered softly causing me to giggle. “Papa told me.” My eyes twinkled at his words, magic? I’d never seen magic in person coming from a family of stubs. (Stubs is a term used to describe non magic wielders.)

 

“Really?” Vlad’s mother nodded in agreement. “Can I watch?”

 

“I don’t see why you couldn’t. Would you like to do the honors sweetheart?” The older boy nodded and took a deep breath. “Show us what you’ve learned so far with your tutor.” Grinning from ear to ear Vlad’s hands began to glow slightly with a cherry hue. Quickly growing in brightness a cloud of sparkles danced around the sheet of sugar cookies. Soon afterwards it dissipated leaving fully cooked cookies in its wake.

 

“That’s amazing….” I sighed out wishing that I had the potential to do that. “Good job!” I clapped my hands together in astonishment.  Vlad bowed quickly while his mother removed the fully baked cookies from the tray.

 

“How about you two take a seat while I put these on a saucer?” Briskly we took our seats on a bench awaiting our treat. “I’m so proud of you Vladie, you seem to be making great progress. Did Ms. Natalia tell you what element you’d probably be?” The young boy pondered for a moment as a few shivers went down his back, his face pale.

 

“I.. Ms. Natalia said that I’d most likely be a fire element like papa.” Clapping her hands together the older woman smiled brightly. “Do you think papa would be happy about that?”

 

“Of course he will be, you can tell him as soon as he get’s back from Helfin.” It was as if the entire conversation had ended, the room grew dark and Vlad’s face was downcast. “Please don’t look like that. He’ll be home in a few days.” His mother patted his back softly.

 

“You said that a few day’s ago…”

 

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Sometimes, I like to sit in my room and cry, cry my eyes out, and let them pour out of the small pouches where my eyes lay in wake. Fold my arms over my face and dig deep into the carpeted flooring. I curl my toes in and tightly crush my elbows to try and silence my weeping. I never understood why exactly I’d do that but I’d do it, I’d cry over stuff that I didn’t understand. Stuff like the first snow of winter, or when I’d watch young children run around the nearby park. Perhaps a mother and her young children but most of all when I went to orientation. There was just something about family orientated events that made me tear up..  Even if I couldn’t go to my room and shut the door, alone on my floor in the solace and relaxation of my room I could make do in an alleyway, behind a couple of garbage cans, away from the public eye.

 

I pushed my face into my arms and relaxed letting my shoulders fall, the tension that had built up only moments ago causing them to jet up and coil in unknown fear…or was it anger? Why was I feeling such feelings? I honestly couldn’t tell you why. To be told that I shared a name, a common name, with some broad that my so-called friend, Vlad, was in search for. I guess I was just angry about misunderstanding? I don’t really know but at the same time I wished that I didn’t care.

 

But it effected me..

 

I pushed my nails into my elbows until I could take no more. Of course it was a lie, who wants to befriend someone like me anyways, an orphan without so much a penny to her name. Ha. It must have been a joke, even his friend Lukas was in on it, a man I’d only met just mere hours ago! “Was the whole damn street in on this joke too?!” I grumbled out loudly, the odd clothing and relatively sublime attitudes on those about me seemed like they were playing tricks on me too. Although the masquerade like masks they all had on made me squirm, they all looked nuts. I pushed my head further into my legs and relaxed my tensed muscles.

 

“I hate this, I hate this so much. I feel like I’m missing something but at the same time I feel like I don’t want to remember what I’ve forgotten.” No, stop being so weak, since when did I ever care for this kind of thing? I wasn’t some whiny little brat that couldn’t handle a thunder storm, I was (f/n), a girl who’d been abandoned when she was young, a girl who had to deal with her own problems through helping others, a girl who didn’t seem to have a care for silly things, this was a race for survival not just some game. This was my life.

 

I moved my hands from my face, knees aching from sitting in the rubble for too long. I stared out through the small space I’d positioned my self in; the faces of the people that waltz down the street without a care in the world grinned from ear to ear. It was kind of odd in a sense. They dressed funny too, large gowns and trousers, all of which seemed to fit with their attitudes. I felt like I’d been placed a hundred years in the passed. People drove horse drawn carriages and or walked on stilts, almost like at the circus. “What the hell..” I pushed my way through my safe haven letting the fresh air wash across my face, the cool winds pushing away my redden cheeks hot with tears and blisters from furious rubbing.

 

I moved out of the crevice to stare upon what seemed to be everywhere. Laughing, singing, and large painted on smiles surrounded me. It was beyond nerve wreaking as a group of ‘people’ passed by me, one laughing hysterically while the others seemed to be expressing the exact opposite, angry incoherent screams of anger and the weeping of a woman. I didn’t know what to do aside from stop and stare in fear. I sped up my pace as another group made their way towards me, this time on large wooden stilts. I began to sprint down the bin when a hand gripped at my shoulder rather harshly forcing my head into their chest.

 

“(F/n), are you alright?” I pressed my face firmer into the mans chest before nodding silently. “Please don’t do that again, you scared me.” I blinked a few times in the warm darkness. This was a first, sure he’d been worried before but never so openly unless he was joking around.

 

“I…I still don’t want to talk to you. You’re not answering any of what I’d like to hear.” I pushed myself from his embrace, Vlad’s bright red eyes flashed downwards for a moment before staring me down again. “I just want answers.”

 

“Ok, ask me anything.”

 

“Where are we?” I pierced out quietly.

 

“Helfin, Sindo.”

 

 I felt a sense of dread rain over me, for whatever reason ‘Helfin’ rang a bell, a bell that was hidden away sometime ago. “Helfin….?” He nodded, a painful look ran over his face as if recalling a memory before a reassuring smile washed over.

 

“I see, anything else?” I shook my head; yes I had more questions but now didn’t seem like the time. He was obviously upset with my confrontation so I let it be.

 

“Ok, we need to get back to Lander.” I was puzzled for a moment, Lander? Who was that? “Please hurry along (f/n).”

 

“Who’s Lander?” Vlad tuned around before looking back and forth as if hiding something.

 

“Lander is my friend remember? How could you forget that?” I smiled falsely before nodding. What’s it matter, I hadn’t even grasped any prior knowledge from before I’d ran out the manor. I guess I’d misheard him, but….I was almost 100% positive his name was in fact Lukas…?

 

“Alright then, I think was should hurry before the others get any ideas.” Others? Did he mean the odd citizens of this region? They creeped me out, it was like a grand show put on in real life. I moved a tad bit faster before walking besides Vlad, he looked a bit stiff but I ignored it.

 

“So, do you want to finish the game from earlier?” I don’t know why but I had the erge to finish playing ’21 questions’ with him even though it was more like a yes or no kind of version. His face paled a bit, if that was even possible.

 

“What game?” I blinked a few times. How could he forget that fast? I guess we’d been in that shop for longer than I’d expected.

 

“Never mind, we can start over, so, what’s our favorite kind of book again? ” I smiled, I felt like it would be a memory game for me and a repeat for him. Let’s see if I can get this right. Vlad likes—

 

—Romance and magic—

“—Mystery Novels and Horror.” Vlad scoffed out.

 

“What? Wait I thought you liked Romance and magic?” Laughing tenderly Vlad shook his head before patting my back like a child.

 

“Of course not, that stuff is lame. I like spooky stuff!~” Lame? Lame!? Vladimir Popescu was calling Magic and romance lame? This must be some kind of joke. He’s got to be pulling my leg!

 

“Are you making fun of me?” Shaking his head Vlad grinned, his gaze turned up to the sky, smile faltering ever slightly. The way the moon had pressed onto his eyes made them appear to be glowing, demonically almost.

 

HAHAHAHAHA! What the hell (f/n), that’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever though of. I looked back to see Vlad who was smiling warmly over to me deleting any and all thoughts I had previously.

“Of course not, let’s play another game.” Vlad’s eyes flashed again, this time with a glint of something I didn’t think he possessed. He was….glowering. As long as I’d known him I’d never seen him so ill tempered, this, was new. Maybe I should—

 

“Uh….I kind of like this game but..” He sighed and rolled his eyes before nodding.

“Sure, whatever, what do you want to ask now? This is boring.” My eye twitched.

 

“What’s your favorite color?” Smiling halfheartedly Vlad lied through his teeth.

 

“I like red, obviously.”

 

“Ok now I know you’re lying.” I glared upset. “You told me that your favorite color was vermillion. Ahem, you stated as weird as this sounds: Vermillion, a color on the large array of reds, although it is known as the most passionate of all of them! Just like me!” I put my hands on my hips, my glare stern.

 

“Red is red (f/n).” He retorted back casually.

 

“That’s rich coming from a red connoisseur.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, this was becoming annoying. Either I had completely heard what I wanted to hear or Vlad was joking with me. “Just—! Let’s play that game you mentioned from before.” I sighed in defeat.

 

“Yes, finally, something fun.” Vlad patted the side of his cheek, thinking his thoughts before speaking up once more. “Let’s play hide and seek.”

 

“You’ve got to be kidding me. The game you so desperately wanted to play was a stupid game of hide and seek? First you tell me that we should hurry to Luka—Landers house and now you’re tell me that we’re leaving to play hide in seek in that purple looking forest? Count me out, take me to Landers.” I crossed my arms over my chest harshly telling him that

 

“Oh but (f/n), It wasn’t a question.”

 

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