Clash of Power - arabian (different ereaders .txt) 📗

Clash of Power


By: Dallas Smith


My life is about as boring as they come but I’m going to tell you about it anyway. I was born in a little town called White Salmon. I didn’t have any hair until I was about one and a half and my little sister Cheyenne was born in Portland one year seven months and eight days later. When I was in seventh grade my second little sister was born in The Dalles and she was named Madison. Madison is only my half sister. My parents got divorced when I was about four years old. This year I’m a freshman at Goldendale High School. My best friends are Lauren, Tessa, Kaycee, Brittany and Alaura. You may think I’m just like you but in the real world some things are too ugly to explain. Although some things are too ugly to explain I’ll tempt fate by telling you my story.
“Hey Lauren,” I said as I shoved my baby pink coat into my locker.
“What’s up?” she asked when I turn to face her. Lauren doesn’t realize it but she looks like a supermodel. She’s got blonde hair and legs so long you’d think they go on forever.
“Nothing, have you studied for that big test in science?”
“No.” she replied as she fell into step beside me on our way to our before school hang out in front of the band room.
“You should’ve.” I said trying to give her a stern look and failing miserably.
“Yeah. There are a lot of things that I don’t do that I should.” She says smiling.
“Hi, Tess.” I say to my friend as Lauren and I stop in our usual social bubble that almost blocks the whole hallway.
“Hey,” Tessa says. Tessa’s also blonde but it’s a slightly lighter shade than Lauren’s rustic blonde. She's got an all American girl beauty that is at total odds with her boyfriend Kyle who isn’t at all handsome but is funny and is totally sweet to her. I couldn’t ask for a better match for my goody goody best friend.
We all talked about what’s going on and complained about school and annoying popular people. Then they showed up. No one else even acknowledged their presence and I didn’t let on that I could see and hear everything they do. As far as I know nobody else in the world can see them except for me. I’ve been able to see them since I was very little and at that time most people assumed that they were just my imaginary friends when I would point them out and whisper what I saw. Even when I was that small I never let them know I could see. Faeries are never kind to those that can see them.
RRiiiinnnnggggg!!!!
The bell rang and everyone departed for their first period classes. As students and teachers swarmed the halls there were little areas where everyone unconsciously didn’t walk at all. These were the places where the faeries would put on a small glamour that kept humans from running into them. I always had to be careful and on my guard otherwise I could accidentally wander into their little space bubbles and they’d know I could see them. I entered the band room, went over to my usual seat and threw down my twenty pound back-pack. I am not exaggerating the text books for the freshman classes are huge.
I went to the back room to retrieve my flute and just about fell over a faery lying on the floor right in front of the doorway. It had cast a glamour that would make humans high step over it so that it couldn’t be stepped on. I averted my eyes and carefully stepped over his prone form. He was one of the faeries that looked as if it was a mockery of the human form. His shoulders were bulbous and he was so wide that it was practically impossible for me step over him without stepping on him.
I grabbed my flute and fled into the relative safety of the band room. Even though faeries can be poisoned by iron for some reason they still come into the school which is filled with iron lockers. I sat in my usual seat and put my flute together. We played pep band so all of the songs were rock and roll. I would have really enjoyed it if it wasn’t for the faeries dancing and singing along with the music.
That day passed with nothing serious a minor stare here a slip up in my walking through glamour there but it was nothing that could get me hurt. Little did I know that, that day would be last thing that is as close to normal as my life gets.

I woke up when my alarm went off at five. I wanted to go back to sleep but I just couldn’t so I decided to get ready for the day. I felt like straightening my hair and doing my makeup so I got up and took a quick shower. After I got out I picked out one of my favorite shirts it said, I am way too good for you pink happy bunny smiling out from the fabric. The shirt is purple with pink trim on the neckline, hem, and sleeves. Then I picked out a denim mini-skirt with my black, leather Apple Bottom high heeled boots.
When I finished my hair and makeup I threw on a white sweater and my back pack and ran to the bus stop. I just made it before the bus came. When I sat down in my usual seat my friend Alicia said, “I’ve never seen you dress so girly before.”
“Really,” I replied also not being able to recall a time when I had dressed so girly, “How do I look?”
“Cute,” she said then returned to listening to Matt’s Zune.
“What’s that smell?” Matt asked.
“It’s Cyrene’s body spray,” Alicia answered.
“Does it stink?” I asked mortified.
“No it smells really good.” he reassured me.
I let a breath I didn’t even know I was holding. “Thanks.”
When we reached school I entered through the cafeteria and walked to my locker where I deposited my coat and back pack. I was about to go to my usual social circle when I heard a voice over the intercom say, “Could Cyrene Decorus please report to the office.” I switched directions and headed to the office where a very, very hot guy with his I think mother and one of the ladies who manned the front desk.
“Yes?” I asked of the lady who was still seated behind her desk but instead the woman standing with the hot guy and his mother answered.
“Cyrene, this is Erin he’s new here.” I nodded at Erin as she went on, “You’re the only one with the same schedule as him so would you mind showing him around?”
“Sure, I don’t mind.” I said concealing my displeasure. I had seen half faery children before but I had never had to come in contact with them. “C’mon.”
I motioned for him to follow me then turning without checking to see if he was following I walked back toward the freshman hall.
“What’s your locker number?” I asked when we in the middle of the popular crowd who congregate in the hall every morning. Most conversations had stopped and people were staring at the majorly hot addition to the freshman class.
“Umm… locker 526.” he said.
“Oo… tough break.” I said in response.
“What?” he asked confused.
“Your locker’s in the Ag building. Which means it is one of the farthest lockers you could get in the school so you’re probably going to be stuck lugging around all of your crap every day. So, how about you just carry that back pack of yours on over to the band room.” I said and led him back up to the main hallway and to the right. When we reached my little social group I saw that Lauren was sizing him up. When she locked eyes on me she mouthed, dibs. He’s all yours, I mouthed back. She smiled and nodded her head in thanks.
I introduced him to all of my friends. Everyone seemed rather taken by him and instantly accepted him. I wished he would go back to where he came from the whole time but I couldn’t help but laugh when Kyle said, “I ain’t smart but I think I can fly.” When the bell rang and we were all heading to our classes we were still chuckling.
I introduced Erin to Mr. Siegel and while they were getting to know each other I went to fetch my flute. There was an abnormally large amount of faeries in the back room and that made me extremely uneasy. When I returned to the main room I found Erin sitting up by the trumpets with a French horn in his hands and Mr. Siegel looking like a dog who had been given a bone.
The rest of the day went a lot like this: I introduced Erin to the teacher of each class, he did something amazing and at the end of the period everyone was smiling and beaming at Erin. It just about made me sick and the thing I didn’t understand was that I wanted him to like me just as much as the other humans in the room. I didn’t let this irrational wanting affect me though. I was only as friendly as courtesy allowed and didn’t give him any more reason than a normal person would to hang out with me.
After school my friend Alaura had scheduled a fun day at the bowling alley and before I could tell her no Lauren invited him to it. When we got to the bowling alley we listened to the jukebox and played video games. I totally ignored him and pretended he wasn’t there. Luckily, I didn’t have to talk to him because Lauren was keeping his mouth plenty busy.(heh, talking not anything else) When Animals by Nickleback came on I was having a really hard time not dancing so when my friend Brittany Russo started dancing I didn’t even stop to think about it I just started dancing. Neither of us had had dancing lessons so we just dirty danced with each other. It was so much fun. The guys who had been invited to the fun day whistled and yelled out vulgar remarks but we ignored them.
When Next Contestant by Nickleback came on I kept on dancing I didn’t hear him coming but suddenly Erin was dancing with Brittany and I. I almost shrieked in surprise. When he started dancing everyone that was here for our fun day started dancing. The populars were bowling and had just finished their game so they came over and started dancing. My goodness I wanted to yell at them and say that they weren’t going to join us until Erin started dancing. I looked around and saw Lauren glaring at Brittany and I so I wound my way through the crowd grabbed her by the hand and towed her back to Brittany and Erin.
Without even an attempt at subtlety I slid Lauren in front of Erin where she instantly began to smile and dance. I noticed though that if Lauren tried to move forward so that Erin would put his hands around her waist he would move back slightly. He smiled politely at her as they danced but I noticed a kind of frustration and impatience in his eyes. Every once in a while his eyes would dart towards me and when he