“Athenai!” I pushed through the greenery that filled my doorway. Walking into my room, I settled the letter on the grey wooden table in the left corner of my room. I crossed my legs as I sat on my tall, full bed that was glued by one side to the wall. It was opposite of my desk, on the right.
“Athenai? Come over, please.” I raised my voice, short of a yell, to my friend, whose room was one more down the hall. I sat there, waiting for Athenai, and stared at the daisies blossoming in my hold.
“What?” A light, lilac colored hand moved the hanging vines that fell from the top of the doorway.
“Come.” I smiled as she entered the room. Athenai’s strawberry blonde pixie haircut had hot pink leopard spots imprinted on it. She had very wide grey eyes that were absolutely stunning.
“What’s up?” she shot onto my bed making the springs uncross my legs and shoot her chubby body upwards.
“Make me a vase, Athenai?” I batted my long white eyelashes at her. “Pretty please?” I thrusted the herbage in her face for emphasis.
Athenai’s eyes quickly grew wider and jerked her head back as she inhaled the daisy’s fragrance. In the midst of her wincing and coughing, she stuttered, “You sure you want those in a vase? They smell like Willa’s used diapers!”
I squinted my eyes at her making the only contradicting color in my eye show. Her face fell with a fearful expression. I loosened my stare and pleaded, “Pretty please with bacon on top?”
She sat upright on the bed laughing. The screws on the bed squeaked as our weight shifted on the mattress. “Why bacon?”
“I’m allergic to cherries,” I smirked, “and everyone loves bacon! So? Can you use that wonderful pottery power you possess and make me a vase?”
She tilted her head trying to look mad, but her eyes were too wide to let her eyebrows curl inwards.
“It’ll mean the world to me if you do…..” I crossed my fingers behind my back.
“Fine,” she gently rolled her smoky eyes. “What shape?”
“Thank you, Athenai!” I gave her a quick, heartwarming, hug as we still sat on the bed. “Bottom heavy, but have it thin upwards to the thickness of the stems put together.”
“Do-able. I’ll bring it when I’m done.” She took the floral arrangement from my grasp and strut out my room to her own. I whispered my gratitude.
I glided to my desk and took hold of my letter. I ripped it open as I walked to the middle of the room and fished out a daisy rimmed paper. I unfold it and read, silently, out loud.
‘Dear Skyler,
I miss you! A lot… Penelope is turning three next month! Oh, how much I wish you could be my baby’s godmother/aunt. If you could just see-‘
Bamm!!
The quick burst of energy shoved me to the floor; making my forehead slam into the floor. Pebbles and dust crumbled off the walls and flooded the halls. I rolled onto my elbows and yawned to get rid of the blinding ring in my ears. As the technique suppressed the ringing, I heard everybody screaming in a terrifying horror. Their yells, both high-pitched and husked, engulfed my sense of hearing. It sounded horrible to hear everyone birth their screams from the bottomless pit of the lungs. They cut the dust in the hallway as they ran by, crazed.
I raised my palm to my head. My white eyebrow throbbed into my hand. “Ahhh…..” I winced as I applied pressure.
Don’t you dare move, Skyler!
Lady Saundra’s voice bounced in my head. That was her power; mind reading and being immune to everyone else’s powers. Invulnerability, I think, is what she called it. That’s why she was chosen to lead the girls in the well.
“Everyone get to the vault! Now!” Sir Vlaldimir, the boy’s leader, hollered over the cries and dust. They only whimpered louder and shuffled faster at his words.
Sir Vlaldimir pulled into my doorway. “Skyler. Thank God you’re alright!” He jogged over to me. “We need your help! C’mon.” He pulled into his arms and carried us both through the crowded halls.
My head instantly felt gravity try pulling it down. It throbbed with the hit I just endured. My ears burned with the screeching of my colleagues. Sir Vlaldimir flew through the dust and we appeared at the well’s landing zone.
Lady Saundra, Floraida, Hunter, Lucidia, and Gene stood in a circle, imitating the well’s walls. The girl’s eyebrows burrowed into their foreheads as the guy’s clenched their jaws frustrated.
As Sir Vlaldimir put me down, I ran to Gene. I buried my face into his broad chest and whispered, intended for everyone before me, “What’s going on?”
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