It's been two days since I've seen Ri. He hasn't made the jump for the last two nights and I can't stop thinking about him. The way his eyes turned cold and his jaw clenched when I told him I didn't need him around all the time. I have this constant urge to find him. He is calling out to me subconsciously.I walk to my locker and take out my earphones when I hear Morgan scream for me."Zel hide me!" She screams as she runs down a busy hallway filled with students who all turn their attention to her."Morgan, what happened?" I ask and she pulls me into a vacant classroom and shuts the door."He is looking for me," she whispers."Why don't you just give him an answer," I whisper back."Because I'm so confused Zel I mean it's Fabian he is so unpredictable. He sent a mariachi band to my house Zel. A freaking mariachi band!" she says covering her face with her hands and letting out a groan.

I walk into the house and lean on the kitchen counter. Kyra shuts the door and comes to stand in front of me. I run my hand over my face as I try to arrange my thoughts of today. "What?" I question if I heard her right. "A book was written by the creator?" I repeat in shock."The book contains a spell to trap a god in his or her respective realm for all of eternity."The door bursts open getting our attention and our heads snap up."Look I don't care what kind of deal Zel made with you but it's not happening. She is just a child," Klara says emotion straining her voice."She has been on this earth for eighteen years hasn't she?" Kyra knowingly asks and Klara doesn't answer. "Didn't the mortals declare that at eighteen you are no longer a child?" Kyra furthers."Look I don't care what the 'mortals declared'," Klara mocks. "She is still a child and I'm telling you she made the wrong choice!" Klara yells

Ri dropped me off at home after our conversation. Both of us were adamant about refusing to give in to each other's wishes so the car ride was spent in silence because there was nothing else left to say.I currently sit in my room by myself. Solitude gives me peace, it gives me time to arrange my thoughts and give myself the mental pep talk I need. The house is silent and I rest my back on the headboard as I listen to the wind whistle and stare at the curtains that move ghostly across my window revealing glimpses of a full moon.A gentle knock on my door startles me and causes me to jump out of my bed like a spooked cat. I stare at the door for a second. I was not ready to face whoever was on the opposite side. I didn't feel like getting a lecture from Klara nor was I in the mood to argue with Kyra.I reluctantly pull open the door and come face to face with the fresh air. No one was here. I took a step out of my doorway t

Going into battle with Rizor took its toll on me. When I saw my mother walk up the steps it proved all my efforts to be worth it. I could only describe that moment as a dream. A figment of my imagination showing me my deepest wants.It seems like a happy ending, but something doesn't sit right with me. I'm happy, too happy and I know there's a storm coming. I can feel it in my bones. As I stand in front of my full body mirror and look at the dress Morgan and I got from the mall yesterday. I don't feel like how I used to before. I feel different, I feel at peace. My thoughts are finally at bay and my mind is free to think frivolously.The dress I'm wearing is cut in a sweetheart neckline and is covered with silver diamantes. The train of the dress is an oceanic blue and my gloves are silver and come up to my elbows.A slight knock on my door gets me to turn around and see my mother standing there. "Wow," she says and a sing