. . - Hiya im megan just so yew know, its just a story I have had in my head for I cant remember how long I did start it once, but it was crap basically, anyway here goes hope yew enjoy. I have done other stories on fictionpress but I didnt like them from the start really anyway. But I like this one and I WILL finish it damn it. Sorry for my spelling I dont have spell checker.. yeh I know im not poor I goes
Opposites Collide
Mara
A distant echo of my fathers words ringing in my ears. He just dosn't understand nobody does. I dont want to be up here with all these stupid Mortals. Im surprised most of them know how to tie their own shoe laces. Its pathetic the way they do everything. Have they never heard of a little magic? I suppose the smart ones who buy a few books are slightly more interlect then others but still.
I looked out of my double glazed, stain glass window. A colage of multicoloured shadows fell onto my black silk dress. Father and Mother where having neighbours around. I could smell the happiness as it wafted threw the air. It was discusting the way those things invaded our home and brought baring gifts trying to spark a relationship with us like we were stupid enough to look past their fake smiles and see so far deep into their soul and see what they have forgotten and what is yet to happen. Fools.
I had not spoken a word to either of my parents since they decided that moving up here was the best idea. I liked it better in the underworld. It wasn't hell. Far from it, if you did something wrong then yes it was hell. I heard the screams and pain of those who did the very worse and it shivers my spine to this day. My parents (so they call themselves) thought that since now I was 15 it was about time they brought me up in a place that would teach me proper skills. Proper skills? Are they on drugs? I dont need them I have magic in one hand and money and beauty in the other.
I tied a red around my waist as my long elegant dress flowed softly to the floor. Its showed my curves like everything I wore did. My natural black curly hair framing my flawless pale white skin as in fell long down my back covering my bum reaching mid tigh. It was medium thin, not to thin not to thick. Just perfect. My skin was naturally white and as much as I sat in the sun it still stayed pale. I checked myself in the mirror. My eyes dark blue, they changed with the weather.
I blinked at myself. I felt different as if something was wrong in my house. Someone was here they shouldn't be. But who?
Matthew
I slipped into my light jeans and a crease free white and blue striped shirt. I messed my light brown hair with blonde streaks hair up with some wax into a cool sleek messy style. I sat in bordem in my hallway. Everything was white. I could here my mother frantically trying to get my father to look a absolute perfection. Goodness sake mother its only new neighbours. Nobody of utter importance. I could already feel they were well off. They didnt need any other items of luxuary added to their list. Although how can I talk I live right across the road from them.
"Oh for goodness sake Matthew stop your groaning I sometimes think you forget that we worked very hard to finnaly be able to send you to a earth school. Schools up above are just not what they used to be. And the cost dont get me started..." She continued to babble to herself. Nobody asked for yew to start mother dearest you did that all by yourself. And so what school may have been expensive but I loved it so. All my friends. Now what do I have? A stupid public school. They dont even wear uniform there!
Why do parent think they know best? They know nothing of a sort when it comes to their childrens lives. They really dont.
"MATTHEW, will you stop your day dreaming and help your little sister put on her shoes speaking of which you haven't even put you own on yet I dont know" Could that woman nag a little less?
My little sister, Katrina sat peacefully on a chair in the living room. Her pink flowery dress stopping at her knee showing flowery tights. Her golden locks plated neatly. I walked over as she told me the many stories of her cat Ginger and how she is finding the move I put on her small black shoes. Its seemed stupid to have such formal shoes that are so tiny.
I put on my own shoes. All black converse, it was the most formal thing you could make make when when im not going to a wedding.
"Matthew if you dont hurry up we are going to be late!"Nag nag nag.
I jumped up and stepped outside the door. It was warm with a slight breeze in the air. It was coming to the end of summer. My mother and father soon folowed by my little sister stepped outside. My mother held in her hand a huge chocolate cake. It made my mouth water just looking at it. My father locked the door and we set of across the road. I remember when we moved in at the begging of the summer. The amount of food and stupid gifts we got were uncountable.
We reached the house. It seemed darker. Like God couldn't touch it. I didnt like it. I looked at the rest of my family I knew they felt the same. We knocked at the door. The brass hindges shone in the sun but only showed a cloudy reflection. A tall man awnserd the door. He greeted us cheerily as did a quite attractive woman who soon joined him. Well I mean attractive for a woman of her age. We stepped into the house, they only moved in yesterday and there were no sighn of boxes. How did hey do it that quickly you should have seen all the boxes they had.
A young girl around my age stepped gracefully down the stairs. Almots as if to be floating. A black dress reaching the floor dragging behind her as she walked. I felt her pressence strongly. She wasn't normal. This whole place wasn't normal. Her face was flawless and even though it was pale she was still absolutely drop dead gorgeous.
But why did this house suddenly feel like I wasn't welcome why did I suddenly feel I was unwanted and depressed?
Ok so... erm you like it anyone? Hope you do because I do not to sounds at all vain but I do! SORRY FOR ANY SPELLING MISTAKES!
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