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There was pin-drop silence. No one did anything but stare at my necklace. For a minute, I thought the necklace was a dead giveaway that I was Mabel’s relative-well that was if the resemblance failed to alert them. “It looks ok, nothing interesting.” Lucia said with an eye roll. “Let me guess, you bought it at an old, boring antique store for a dollar or something?” This one held a lot of Hector’s snobby attitude that I have been made to deal with for weeks. If this was not a family dinner table filled with people Hector cherish a lot, I would’ve said a good comeback. “Um… yeah.” I replied and the tension in the room slowly died down. I could visibly see Hector exhale. The buzzing was back and I slowly put away the necklace and dug into my food. “So Hermione.” Emilio started and I already dreaded what he was going to say next. “How did you and Bernardo meet?” “Bernardo?” I turned to Hector with a look of shock and he had his face squeezed facing the ceiling. Dying internally. This
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Ken and I were driven home around 10am. We got home about 30 minutes later and I was glad aunt Courtney was not home. Annalise said uncle Michael took her grocery shopping so she was going to be out for a while. I went upstairs and dumped myself on the bed. It’s been a long morning and I needed my little nap because this hot weather was adding to me being drained. I did sleep, but I did not think I was going to end up sleeping for the whole day. When I woke up it was around 3pm. I could hear voices coming from down stairs so I rushed down to see Ken arguing with his mother. Apparently his car was found in the middle of nowhere by someone the family knew since aunt Courtney tracked the car before hearing from Ken. Luckily it was taken care of and the person was good enough to put in a word to the insurance company to sort things out. About Ken’s face, he blamed it on soccer and having a fallout with someone in the team but the situation was sorted. I doubt she was going to believe t
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“Tell me about your eating habits.” Mrs. Pierce had her closed note book in her hand. One leg was over the other and it managed to stretch her black pencil skirt. “I have little to say about my eating habits.” I told her. “Well then, tell me about that ‘little’.” “I eat a lot. That’s it.” I shrugged. “When did you eating a lot start?” Nice. That was very sneaky. She was always finding ways to make me mention my mother but I was always finding ways to dodge that side of the topic. “When I moved in with my aunt.” I said. “She has a lot of food in her house so I made myself comfortable.” “Did you always used to eat this much?”“Yes.” No. But she doesn’t know that. Who am I kidding? This woman has a degree in psychology, judging from the framed certificates on the wall above the little drawer not far from the exit. She waited for a while. We were doing this awkward staring competition. I get a dose of it every day and It’s like she never gives up in demanding answers with her eyes.
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That night I couldn’t sleep. I had to speak to Derrick. One way or the other. I used my smartphone to scroll through Facebook. I found him, and sent him a message.Derrick: Hermione?Me: Can we chat more easily?Derrick: Ok, hw bout u call meHe said then sent me his numbers. Since I was still finding it difficult to save numbers. We were going to use WhatsApp instead to chat. A minute or so later I received a message from him and we began chatting. I told him about my findings and that Ken’s father might be the guy we are looking for.Derrick: Dd u tel Ken bout any of this?Me: Hell no! How am I supposed to go to him and just be like, ‘Ken, your father tried to kill us multiple times’! That’s insane. We need to do something before he does something else to harm us.Derrick: U r right. We will figure things out properly tmrw. Bt I suggest confronting the dude.Me: No, not yet. Let us see if he is our main guy first before jumping to conclusions.Derrick: Ok, no problemDerrick was sti
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It was Monday. Another day of counseling, another day of endless work, another day to incur a headache. I was not thrilled about anything, but what I was thrilled about was meeting up with Derrick so we could sort out this uncle Michael thing. When I walked into school there were students flooded around a tree and it had roses and other kinds of flowers. Mr. Henry’s picture hung on the tree as students gave him their respect. I felt a zap on my chest. I hadn’t come with anything to offer him and I felt like I was a selfish heartless student who did not care. I stood in front of his portrait and just stared. Even my brain was blank. I did not know what to say to him. A tear rolled down my face, yet I did not know if it was for me or for him. Someone pushed pass me and left a yellow bouquet on the floor under the portrait were the dozen other Flowers and letters were placed. She moved aside and walked away. There were words printed on the bouquet. Rest in peace. I pray he does. I
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“Yes. I understand.” Aunt Courtney said in a low tone. She listened for a while and I patiently practiced what Hector taught me just a few days ago. I was in my bedroom when I heard her answer her phone call.“The contractors said they will not speak to anyone unless it is you. You have to be present for this otherwise they will cut the deal off.” The person on the other end of the call told her.“How long is it?” Aunt Courtney asked.“About two weeks.” The lady on the call said.“Ok, fine. I will be there.” Aunt Courtney huffed irritated.She ended the call and I heard her walk out of her room. I walked out of my room as well and went downstairs to join everyone for dinner.We all sat at the dinner table and quietly ate. The clicking of the cutlery on crockery echoed around the room. The light sounds bothered me a bit, but I tried my best to minimize the it in my mind for my own good.“I will be flying to Hong Kong tomorrow afternoon.” Aunt Courtney revealed at the dinner table. For
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The following day, I did not see Bree or her clique for rehearsals. I heard that they did not come to school because of the video circulating, and that the police had visited their homes this morning. Pity. Anyways, I managed to toss the tracker, that Derrick had given me, on the backseat floor of uncle Michael’s car. He left for ‘work’ an hour after Ken and I left the house. Derrick was the one keeping track on him. I was going to find out details from him around lunch break. Mrs. Pierce was back to jotting things down in her notebook and I was feeling off about it. Of course I couldn’t say anything concerning it so I just stared and answered questions like a robot. “Hermione.” She had said when we were finished with our session this morning. “I would like you to have this. It will help you express yourself a lot more without holding back. It will be yours to keep and don’t worry, I will not bother you for it.” She handed me something that looked like a journal. The cover was brig
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It was finally Friday. I was moving particularly slow this morning. I wonder in which planet I lived in that made me think that If I moved as slow as a snail then time will move as slow as me. I got dressed in a reddish orange half sleeve, knee length dress. The dress complimented my hair a lot. I don’t know why, but I g****e searched the hair style I saw Sofia with in my dreams. It was stuck in my mind the whole morning and I wanted to try it out. Vintage Roll. It was a challenge. YouTube was not giving much help but I was trying my best. I left a few strands in the front to frame my face and wore sandals. I stuffed a short night gown, toothbrush, and a few other stuff into an extra school bag, then went downstairs to find Annalise and Ken arguing about whether bananas are berries or not. Ken was about adding me into their dispute but I was not ready to go against Annalise this early in the morning. Ken eventually lost after all the proof he provided her. He sulked on his way to th
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We were cutting through the woods, flashing from point A to point B in an unimaginable speed. The animals we passed on the way did not see us coming. Hector stop suddenly making me do the same. I could hear the highway not so far from where we were. Hector's brown wolf sniffed the air and changed directions. When I sniffed the air I smelt another wolf. Emilio.We proceeded with the journey until Hector got tackled halfway by another animal. My first instinct was to murder that thing until I saw who it was.They were not fighting. They were playing. Calm down wolfie, they are just playing. Emilio's light brown and black wolf let go of Hector's dark brown wolf and they had a staring competition. Telepathic communication, I guess. Then Emilio darted and vanished somewhere in the bush, Hector followed then I did. We were heading somewhere unfamiliar but the closer we got the more I could smell a familiar scent.We emerge out of the bush after about 30 minutes of running with Emilio, and
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The moon had been concealed by a thick blanket of inky black eagles. The only source of light were the blinking street lamps, some nereby houses and the few light bulbs switched on in the classrooms. However, those too were fading fast as the army of eagles charged in the direction of the hall.The scene outside was no better than the one inside. Many people were gruesomely injured and cried out for help as they struggled to make it out of the school. The police sirens could be heard from a distance yet I was not too sure if they were coming or not. They must have been held back by the eagles as a barrier was being formed using their large bodies around the school's perimeter. Mabel was blocking me from escaping this place."Hermione!" I turned around and saw Ken carrying a body out the exit. I swallowed hard at the sight and did my best to search for a heart beat. Penetrating through the loud noise around me, I couldn't hear much so I ran to give Ken a hand. It was Duke. He was badl
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I’ve always been a loner. All my life, I thought no one needed to come near me, not even my mother. As much as I wanted her around me all the time, I had to keep her at a distance… mentally and emotionally. I was different. I knew it. it did not take being extremely angry at Ken and hurting him to know… It did not take me running into Hector, or shifting, or kicking my grandmother’s ass, or discovering my mother’s pendant in her forever locked bedroom, or uniting with my father or any of the other weird things that has happened in these past couple of months that I still can’t decipher or explain to anyone without being called delulu. No, none of that.The problem was in my blood. Being pumped from my heart and rushing to cascade down my body. The warm liquid burning under my skin, reminding me that I am still human…. more than human. I could see the difference in my eyes. I could feel it in the palms of my hands. I could’ve ignored this about myself for a very long time howeverI kn
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Refreshments we being served in the hall and the players went out to change. I overheard some students talking about an after party at Chris’ house. Hector went out in a hurry to make a call in the parking lot since the speakers were blasting music from the nineties in the hall. I was standing close to the exit, watching as students rushed in and out of the hall while parents and teachers congratulated each other on the outstanding performance of the team. My eyes scanned the crowd until they settled on Derrick who gave me a smile. I returned it as he walked towards me and handed me a cup with juice in it. My senses were tingling from how sweet in smelt. “Hey. Where is the grumpy one?” He asked. I chuckled at how he referred to my boyfriend as ‘grumpy’. It was no secret any way. My boyfriend was not approachable. “He went out to take a call.” I explained before taking a sip from the cold beverage. “We won.” He exclaimed as if it was my first time hearing it. I chuckled again and no
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The game had started and we were a few minutes late. Nothing much had happened. I got to the bleachers and sat at the lowest seats with Hector. I did not know where Aunt Courtney and Annalise were seated but I wasn’t going to sit with them when my boyfriend was here.“I don’t really understand this game.” Hector chuckled lightly at this revelation. I was not a sport person so this game was foreign to me.“Don’t worry, the reaction of the crowd will tell you what’s going on.” He simply said.I spotted Ken with his number 5 printed at the back of his outfit. I could make out a lot of our school players with my enhanced sight. I could also almost see everything so clearly; like the sweat pouring down the faces of the players… Their facial expressions. The Golden Falcons were dressed in black, white and gold. They looked huge and I was worried because in this game it seemed that weight was an important factor that players could use to their advantage.I pulled out my phone when a notifica
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Ken and I rushed back home to find Aunt Courtney already dressed for the occasion with A blue t-shirt written ‘team Blue River’ and blue skinny jeans with white running shoes. Her fuzzy curls were up in a messy bun and she had a black baseball cap on. Yep, she was definitely ready for this game. “Kenny...” She said with a wide smile. Oh dear… “Quickly, have something to eat then take a long refreshing bath. Your team would want to see you ready and hyped for this match. You are going to win tonight.” I turned from Ken to Courtney then snorted before leaving. “Oh, Hermione… You do the same. We need to fix that hair of yours.” Courtney said. The look she had on her face did not look impressed when she mentioned my hair. I touched my ginger locks thinking there was something on it. I did not see anything wrong with my hair. On the contrary, it was the healthiest it has ever been. Since I started living with Aunt Courtney, I have been exposed expensive hair products that helped my hair
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“You so annoying, you know that?” I let my grandmother know while running out of breath. Her form inched forward and I was itching to slap her. I did have some fear for her because she was dangerous and unpredictable but I was going to put my fear for her aside and face her one on one. “Hermione! The pendant!” She demanded and I swallowed hard. Her voice was deep and husky, curtesy of the black smelly smoke. I moved away from her while she continued to inch forward. The stench released by the dark clouds was making me very dizzy to the point of losing my sight. I jumped to my feet when I had regained the energy I was stalling for, then pounced for the switch but again I had missed it. Her does one fight smoke? When it grabbed my ankles for the second time I had tried releasing myself from the iron grip but my hands just kept going through the smoke as if it wasn’t being held by anything. “Hermione. Why do you have to be as stubborn as your damn dead mother!” Mabel shrieked. I was th
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After school, Hector and I hurried back home with Ken. Mabel was closer than ever before and we had a limited number of days left since she decided that she was going to go about looking for the pendant in her own little way without physically being here. We all rushed to my bedroom because right now it felt like the safest place since I recently pulled out another blue rose. We had a few things to do and I was getting more and more anxious. The dead will rise if this does not work out and a lot of innocent lives will be lost. “Hermione?” “Maya?” Ken shook me out of my thoughts and I blinked at the both of them a couple of times to properly focus. “Yeah? I’m fine. You were saying?” “Hellen.” Hector exhaled. He seemed a bit exhausted judging from his tired looking eyes. “We managed to get a hold of someone who knows her. He uncle. He came over and spoke to Emilio, but refused to take her, stating that there was a reason we found and rescued her. She needed to be here fighting Mabel
