The Elementals #1 by Kiki XoXo (debian ebook reader txt) 📖

this morning, normally we meet in the classroom though. She isn't there either. The first bell rings, and I settle into my seat she must be gone today. Then the door flies open, she runs to her seat. Dropping all of her stuff, in a pile on the floor she turns to me ready with gossip.

 

"I seen the cutest boy outside the school! He was ski-" She squels. I brace myself for the next hour, of her explaining how dreamy his eye were. "- and really tall. Blonde curly hair, and brown eyes." She says, and now I speak.

 

"Oh really?" I ask rubbing my eyes. "He sounds lovely." I say. She nods frantically. Ripping open her back pack she grabs her note book, and pencil. "Oh... Sophie... no what are you doing?" I ask, trying to grab her pencil.

 

"I gotta draw him before his image dissolves!" She says slapping my hand, and then she begins. Blonde haired boys... she has always had a thing for them. I'm more into Black hair on boys, or at least darker colors. Darker brown, and black.  Tatum as a darker brown. I push Tatum's image out of my head.  Today we aren't doing angthng in clase we took care of all of it yesterday, so study hall.  I watch Sophie as she draws this apparently god like guy. Which she is drawig with lightening speed, and is already 1/4 the way done with.  I  grab my free reading book, wishing I had something else to do. Wishing I could draw like Sophie, but if I even attampted to draw anything I would probably make a baby cry. I can't even draw a tree I bet. I test my theory on  note card I use as a book mark.  Drawing one swoopy line then another. then drawing lumps to look like leaves. Nope. It looks like... something that's not a tree.  Crumpling up the card, I get up and toss it in the trash. Settling in my seat again, I open my book. Getting lost in the mythical world of witches and vampires. 

 

The day flies by to fast, I'm already sitting at the lunch table eating the hamburger on my plate. Sophie next to me is trying to get the finishing touches on her drawing. She hasn't let me or Melanie see it. Melanie and I begin talking about stalkers, and creepers dropping hints about Sophie being one. She is either completely zoned out, or is really trying hard to ignore us.  I guess the guy must've been alright looking for her to be acting like this, I try and peek over the table. She pulls the notebook to her stomach. Glaring at me. Then goes back to her drawing.  Melanie and I glance at each other, she has officially passed the 'You're a Stalker" test. Dumping Sophie's and my own tray, I run into Tatum. 

 

"Sorry!" I say steading him, with my hand. His hand shoots up grabbing mine, and I try to pull back. Whoops, maybe he doesn't like being touched!

 

"Your hand is freezing cold." He says, rubbing it between his hands. Shrugging he lets go, and I give him a wimpy smile. Turning around and scurrying back to Melanie and Sophie. That was weird, but it's true. I rarely ever touch people, because for some reason my touch is like ice. When the bell rings I make my way to my next class, getting stopped by Sean. He waits for the hall to clear, but once it is I start walking away. I don't want to deal with his shit right now. He grabs my arm, and pulls me back against a wall. 

 

"So... Tatum invited you to his party Friday." He is says, I gulp. This wont be good.  I nod, he pushes off the wall. Pacing in front of me. 

 

" I didn't plan on going anyway Sean." I say, and he stops pacing. Waving off what I said he continues thinking. "What's the problem?" I ask him, and he stops pacing directly in front of me. 

 

"You can't go. I wont drive you." I nod, and he looks down at me. "Hmm no fighting back? Are we submissing now?" He asks leaning in closer.  I shake my head, pushing him away from me. I start walking down the hall, away from him and I hear his chuckle.

 

"You want to be with him. I see it in your face. I guess, that's the way things were meant to go.... Although I still you were share-able." He yells after me. I round the cornner, and pause leanning nto the wall. Sean makes moves like that all the time at home, but at school? Where people can see him? Why does he do that to me? Say those kinds of things to me? I want to punch him sometimes. Uncomfortable now I head to the nurse, I don't want to stay here with Sean. She calls Harris, who is at work, and he tells me to walk. I head out without letting Sophie and Melanie know.  Half way home my phone rings.  Melanies contact picture shows up, and I answer it letting her know that I went home sick.

 

I hang up the phone after explaining to Melanie three times that I'm just not feeling good, and continue walking home. I can't believe Sean would do and say something like that during school, I don't want to tell Melanie and Sophie about what happened! I'm trying to shove my phone back into the phone pocket in my back pack when I trip over the big crack in the sidewalk again! Making that the third time this week!

 

"Whoa, I gotcha!" I heard a boy say, and I feel arms wrap around me. "Gosh where have you been? What are you doing here?" He asked me. Once I was back on my feet I pushed away from the boy. "Hey Lyra it's me, Chase." the boy said. I looked him up and down, I don't recognize him. I take a step back. His face changes from pure excitement to confusion. He has blonde hair, and brown eyes, very thin figure but something about him is fimiliar.

 

"I ... ah..." I don't know what to say to him. What if he is some psycho?

 

"I've been trying to find you since the accident! Why didn't you come back home?" He asked. I take another step back, How does he know about my accident? "Lyra what's wrong?" He steps towards me, and holds out a hand. "Come on Lyra your parents are going to want to see you, so stop playing and lets go!"

 

"My parent's? What?" I say. He looks defeated, and lets out a sigh. Now this isn't funny. My parents are dead. "Lyra co-" he begins.

 

"How do you know my name?!" I say, I need to run. He is crazy!

 

"Lyra it's me Chase. The last time I saw you was right before your accident." He paused. "You... you aren't playing are you?" he hesitated.

 

"I'm sorry... I think you have the wrong Lyra." I say and walk around him, then I begin speed walking.

 

"No I don't! I've been trying to find you for the past two years. You don't remember anything... at all?" he asks behind me.

 

"Leave me alone!" I say. He grabs my wrist, and I whirl around. "My dad gave me pepper spray!" I say and I start digging in my back pack for it, thankful for once about him being over protective.

 

"Your father? Are you kidding me? Lyra your father and mother are trying to find you. You don't remember who you are?" He is talking and I find the spray. "Lyra your not mortal."

 

"If I'm not mortal what am I?" I laugh, he making up fairy tales now. Gripping the spray can I get ready to squirt him.

 

"You're an elemental, a protector of the royal family in Spridge."

Chapter 2- Feel the Burn (Lyra's POV)

 My index finger pushes down, and he flips backwards. No lie, this teenage boy in front of me does a backwards summersualt with ease. Spridge? Is that what he said? Protecter of the royal family? Me? Definately has the wrong Lyra! Athough it's weird, who ever he is talking about has my name and also apparently had an accident like I did.

 

"Is that really nessacary?" The boy asks, staying back now.  I look at him again, what is so familiar about him?  Blonde curly hair, tall lanky body. Outside my window. He was the boy outside my window! Gripping the pepper spray harded I aim at him, inching closer.  "What?" He asks holding his hands defensively.

 

"You..... it  was you outside my window.."  I accuse him, and he nods still holding up his hands. "What the hell! Are you stalking me?" I ask  threatening to push to button.

 

"No! I told you. I've been trying to find you for two years." He repeats digging in his pocket. He pulls out a phone, I have photos with you in them." He holds out the phone, I squint to see the photo. Sure enough, I am there... Little me. I reach up to the phone, wow.... the only picture of me I have are ones that Harris has taken. I can't help the smile grow on my face. "I knew you were alive!" I can hear the boy , Chase, sayig next to me. "Everyone else thought the drarkal who took you killed you." Snapping back up to him.  I give him back the phone. Drarkal killed me? Did I hear him right? (AUTHOR NOTE DRARKAL IS PRONOUNCE DRAW-ARK-ALL)

 

"A what took who and supposedly killed who?" I say, and he sighs. "You're some weird stalker aren't you!?  You have pictures of me from times I don't remember... and you know my name... and about my accident. How dare you say my parent's are still alive!" I start trailing off using my finger to scold this boy.

 

"Because they are! Molly and Garret Castir I sti-"

 

"Molly and Garret." I say.... I was never told my parents names. "Leave me alone!" I say, I feel tears coming.

 

"Whoa whoa what?" he asks.

 

"Please... this isn't funny anymore." I  turn from the boy, his name propbably isn't Chase. "My parent's died in the car accident that made me lose my memories."  I say, hoping he will quit joking.

 

"Car accident my ass." I hear him say behind me. "We were attacked bye Drarkals... and one of then got you."  I keep walking.  Still gripping my pepper spray, I turn on my heels. He stops, almost knocking me over. I spray again, getting him this time.  He crouches down, holding his face in his hands. but he doesn't say anything abut pain.  I turn running. Without looking back, suddenly happy I'm a good runner! I get home, slamming the door shut behind me and locking it. Then close all the blinds, and go to my room.  I hope that this stuff burns his face off, that is such a cruel joke to play.  I crawl on my bed, and start crying.

 

***

 

"Lyra! Hey, it's Harris it's time to get ready for school!" I fall out of my bed. I look at the clock, I've got an hour.  I hurry off the floor, turning on my shower. I get ready ignoring my hair, I