My Moon by S. D. A. (a court of thorns and roses ebook free .txt) 📖

was clear, I could see the surface and world from below. It was breathtaking, if I could breathe underwater. My feet kicked in smooth strides, almost being caressed by the water, my hair was like a ray behind me, shiny and smooth. Colored fish I never noticed before dared come close and brush my cheek. I laughed, still holding my breath. And I wish I could stay in all day, no breaks. But I had to go eat, I hadn't eaten much at all, and my stomache rumbling scared the fish. Spreading my arms wide, I broke through the surface, and a warm breeze welcomed me back. In the bush I saw my clothes, the light was bright. Looking up to see it was twilight, and the moon shone through wisps of clouds. The sun had finally set.
A shadow was in the tree outside the pond. That mysterious shadow started to take form, and the almost white hair instantly caught my attention. Michael sat still in the tree, watching me as I stepped out from the cool water. The grass tickled and the earth was warm. But I didn't pay any attention to that, I was busy looking at Michael. Behind him something rustled the leaves. He turned, but before he disappeared, he looked at me and smiled. Great white wings unfurled from the darkness of the incoming night, and I watched, mesmorized. I stood still as his figure leapt into the air and vanished. Until he was gone did I move, my heart beating rapidly. Only did I remember where I was supposed to be when my stomache growled.
I ran back, holding my watch and flip-flops in on hand, my wallet in the other. When I was at the Girls' Door, I tried to remember where the Cafe was. An arm wrapped around my neck, making me still. His voice was bored and irritated, "You said you'd be hear 15 minutes ago. I should just leave you here without dinner for standing me up." The arm tightened. I calmly took his arm, and ducked under it as I walked away from him.
"Please do. I was going to apologize by offering you cake but if you don't want it..." I kept walking, making my voice just as dull as his. I didn't have to wait long, he grabbed my wrist before I had walked too far away. "You don't even know you're way, do you?" he asked, laughing. I smirked to myself, it was dark enough for the moon to have become the sun. I turned around, grabbing his wrist to pull him towards the smell of steak and roast. Tristian wasn't laughing when I stopped in front of the cafe. I raised my eyebrows at him, waiting.
"Just your stupid witch-senses..." he grumbled, looking away. I smiled, making it innocent enough. My hand raised to his cheek, like I did with Burns, and teasingly dragged it down. His breath caught, making me smile more, "Don't you want steak?" he asked, his voice small. I looked up at him under thick lashes, "No," I said moving closer, "I want..." my hand moved to the edge of his mouth, "cake." He blinked, and he stepped away, blushing, eyes black. I thought I saw some gold in it though, and I frowned playfully but my smile seemed to take control of my face, and couldn't help laughing. Musical laughter was pronounced in the darkness from where we entered. My heart started pounding. It wasn't him. Chill.
"See ya!" I said, shoving him out the door. I turned to the waiter nearby. I walked over to him. "Um, can I have a seat for one, please?" He looked up from the paper he was writing on. Half of his hair was hidden under a cap, but his eyes were wide and blue. They looked mischievious and knowing. "Yes, ma'm. In just a minute, please. What'd you like?" I kept my face smooth. "Strawberry-Short Cake with an ice water please." He looked surprised, from what I could see. "How big the slice?" I pretended to think about it. My voice was childlike. "What do you think I should have?" The waiter smiled, "Half a cake okay with you?" "Perfect." I smiled back.
In seconds there was a beautiful strawberry cake in front of me, and I was given a seat at an antique marble table near the glass windows. The cafe had a fireplace, so it was warm and the moon still shone through the glass. It was like Starbucks but more classy. I liked it. "I asked for half a cake..." I look up, and jumped when I saw Tristian standing across from me, cheeks full of cake. He chewed, "You offered." I shrugged. Wanting to leave, I drained the cup of water I recieved. "Sir! Can I have this to go?" The waiter looked up and smiled. I smiled back again.
As he handed me the To-Go box, I placed my sandals on. No shoes, no cake; and I wanted cake. I sliced off a little over half of it and packed it inside. With Tristian behind me, chewing his cake, I left him in Cafe, heading back to the room I shared with Han. I could just see her face, happy as she chewed the strawberries with care. Grabbing a tiny one, I nibbled on it under the moon. It was sweet and tart; an interesting twist.
I closed the pack tight, running across the palely lit ground. My shadow was small compared to my size, and it danced beside me as I ran. I didn't stop until I reached the Dorm Door, my breath even, showing in the cool night. A loud huff of breath came from behind me, and I turned to see Tristian, a few feet away. His eyes were back to silver, and boy were they glowing. I waved at him and he came towards me. When I was close enough to see the whites of his eyes, did he touch my cheek. He pulled back, sucking his finger, smiling. I just stared. Tristian walked right by me then, giving a Good-night over his shoulder. My eyes rolled. What a weird guy. In the dark, I thought I saw Michael in the shadows of the arc.
And as for my first week at this insane dormatory high school as a witch, it was pretty good. Nothing was surprising anymore. That included a Guardian Angel. I blew a kiss in his direction, "Good night, Angel." I called out. He saluted to me, and I smiled as I walked to my room, where everyone but Molly was asleep. I waved to her and motioned towards the cake. Her eyes twinkled as she used her fingers to say, Tiny piece. Smiling, I got both her and myself a slice, cuddling with Loki as we sat in front of the TV. She turned it on to the Goonies. When I looked at her she blushed, "It's my favorite movie!" I didn't laugh, I was happy, "Don't worry. Mine, too, Molly. Mine, too."
That night, I had a blast. Stuffing myself with the best cake in the world, cuddling with my awesome kitty, spending time with Molly, and watching the Fratellis go after Mikey and his pals. As my eyelids started to get heavy, I turned towards my roomie, "Molly, thanks for becoming my friend. Let's have all of us go out to the mall and hang out before we go home for the week. I've been once, Hana never. It'd be fun!" My voice was slurring and my eyes were now closed. But before I blacked out, I heard Molly say, "Sounds like fun." In my sleep, I could smile through all of it.
Going Ghost

Midnight. That was the exact time I woke up at, thanks to Loki's pitiful meows. I raised myself up with eyes blurry from sleep to watch him look out the window. A growl was coming up his throat and I walked over quickly to were he sat. Loki looked at me, his eyes piercing, tail swishing. I nuzzled him, looking to see what was out the window. It was very cold for autumn, and Loki wouldn't stop staring at me, and his growls went to meows of sadness. He tried pawing the hand I scratched him with, but something hot only touched it. I fell to the floor.
Loki's paw went through me. WENT THROUGH ME. I slowly raised myself to the window again, and reached for Loki to rub the hand he went through. I started to panic when he couldn't touch me. Hana was still in bed, right next to the window. Silent like a ghost, I tapped her shoulder. My hand just sunk through her. After trying over and over and over again, I started screaming like a maniac. Loki's ears just flicked, and he cried as his owner sobbed in Hana, to hug the sleeping girl.
"HANA! HANA!" I screamed in defeat,for the last time audibly and first mentally. When she didn't wake up after I screamed mentally, I had to see what Loki was looking at in the first place. I looked out the window with Loki, my only witness, to stare right down at me. Oh Row, don't panic, its just you, looking at a you that looks like a FRIGG'N CORPSE! Now, I know I'm sarcastic, but seeing that girl that looked just like me outside, wiped it all away for the instant. Hana started sitting up next to me, rubbing her eyes. "Rowan...?" she looked around sleepily, and blinked when her eyes passed me.
Her head snapped back to me, and I waved. HANA! Help ME!!! Eyes the size of golfballs, she raised her hand to my cheek, shuddering when her hand went through cold air. You're telling ME that YOUR cold? If only you were me at this moment! Now HELP ME HANA!
I ran away and went to pull the doorknob. My hand disappeared for a moment. I sceeched in my head, frustrated. Everything was cold, and I love the cold, but this was too much for the normal me. And passing through solid objects, not for the normal me, either. Too bad I wasn't normal and just a witch. That gave me an idea. If anyone saw me they would have laughed their ass off. I stared at the door, like I had x-ray vision, and used my hands to indicate to the door it should open. When it finally creaked open a foot, I leaped out. Hana!Keep Loki inside! Come to me, right away! I heard Lupin grunt awake when Loki was dropped gently on his chest, meowing like he was struggling.
Out the Dorm Door, I ran to the patch of earth below our window. When I reached it, my body was laying face up to the moon, glowing a pearly white. But as I inched towards me, light began to slowly shy from it. It was the same light blue as when I remembered some of my memories. That wasn't stopping me though, I