18 - Mystic Knowledge

Maya

“Get out.”

She seethed at Julian who held a resistant look. “D-do I have to?”

“I said get out!!” she shrieked angrily, demonstrating with her stick. I watched Julian drop the napkin in his hands, scurrying out like Senora Savannah had asked.

At the slam of the door shut, I straightened my back stretching and yawning widely.

“You’re still with this stupid rebellious behavior,” She strolled towards me, before stamping her foot in assertiveness. “I should have isolated you since you were a child. You just seem to disrupt everything here, breaking rules, thinking that makes a statement but it doesn’t.”

I looked at her, then up at the ceiling, wondering what this old woman was all about. Her face was stern, filled with hate and disgust at me.

“We never did get along,” I muttered.

“What?!” She moved nearer, raising his stick. “How dare you talk back at me you mannerless—”

“Aish…that’s enough!” I replied just as she hit me with her walking stick. On her face was a startled expre