Author: GreenstoneRie PM
In a world where magic is forbidden and any signs of magic means death, how will Samantha, a witch blend in with others with out pointing out her differences?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Fantasy/Romance - Chapters: 8 - Words: 11,278 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 03-13-13 - Published: 07-31-12 - id: 3046525
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The woods surround me when I hear the last of the birds chirping. My feet had brought me to the one place I can think. Night has fallen but I can't see a star in the sky between the leaves of the tall trees.
I stepped over a log that had recently fallen over and continued to snap twigs under my feet. I continued walking and took deep breaths of fresh air. I could barely stand it anymore. My mother always wants me to do things that I don't want to do. Yes, it may be teenage rebellion but not in the way you think.
When I got into a small clearing, I saw the pile of wood left from the last time I came here. I realized the night air was starting to become chilly, so I lightly flicked my hand and fire started growing on the pile of sticks.
You may be wondering why I can light a fire without physically touching anything. Well, that's because I am a witch.
Earlier today, I was walking down the remote area I lived in and thought that there could be something beyond this field around me. That maybe there were people out there too. My mother told me to never go passed the old wooden fence that ran along the road. I was never sure why and never dared ask. There were only fields of grass around our small beaten up house but a huge forest was by the side.
My mother was very busy this morning so I barely saw her. Whatever she was doing, I wasn't sure. Whenever she was busy, she never paid attention to whatever else was going on. I stopped by the fence and looked back at the house. My mother wouldn't notice if I was gone for a while right? Today I'm going to take a chance. I will walk for a while down the road and see if there was something out there. I could always turn back.
I started down the road in a dark blue shirt, jeans and my beaten up sneakers. Mom always bickered in how she could just make new shoes appear but these shoes were not made from magic so I wanted to keep them this way. She then made them into a new pair but I cried and cried until she reversed it. This was when I didn't really know how to use my powers. Otherwise I would have done them myself.
Food was another thing. Mom would usually say that she would be out shopping for food. Where was she getting the food from? I have a feeling that she just made them appear from waving her hand.
The sun was beating down on me as I walked and walked, slapping my feet against the sandy road. I began to tire. Maybe there really wasn't anything else out there. I asked my mom once about it and she said that there weren't any around us and that there were only very few in the world scattered across the earth. She said that we were lucky.
I heard it. Noise. I jerked my head to the left. Along the road were actual houses. No way! I must have looked stupid standing there with my mouth hanging open. Never in my 15 years of living have I seen this. If this place was walking distance from my house, then how come I have never seen people drive by before?
I saw people. And kids. I just stood there for about 10 minutes taking it all in that this was actually real and not in my dreams. My mom said that there were other people out there but only a few and we were lucky to be part of that bunch.
"Hi." A voice said behind me.
I jumped. Then I turned around and saw a girl about my age. I just stared at her.
"You aren't from around here are you?" She scrunched up her forehead looking confused. She was a little shorter than me with brown curly hair and carried a backpack.
"Umm…" I said.
"Come, let's go for a walk." She said and then smiled.
What should I do? Should I follow this strange person? Was she a witch too?
I followed but kept my distance. We walked along a cement side walk while cars were zooming by on the street. This frightened me. I have never seen cars before or anyone else besides my mom. I decided that if these people were going to do harm on me I would use my magic at them. But if they are witches and wizards, they can do magic on me too.
"This is the school that most of us in the neighborhood go to." The girl pointed to a red bricked building.
"School?" I asked.
She looked at me funny. "Uhh yeah, this is the place where people learn." She said as if she was talking to someone dumb.
"Don't your parents teach you?" My mother always taught me everything I needed to know.
"Like home school? No, I was always enrolled in public school."
"Oh ok." She could tell I have never been in real school before and let the subject drop. I better not look stupid again I thought. Maybe it's better not to say anything about myself.
The school looked like a friendly place at the moment. People my age were just hanging around and talking with friends. How interesting.
A bell rang. I looked around.
"What was that?" I asked
"Class is starting." She said. "See you later." She waved and walked away.
I ran home. Once the door closed behind me I heard my mom shout from upstairs. "Samantha!"
"I think-."She puffed as she ran down the stairs. "I think I know how to make others bow down to our feet!"
I rolled my eyes. Not this again!
"Don't roll your eyes at me! You are a Varington and this is what our dream goal is for-."
I stormed out of the house and ran into the forest.
I didn't ask to be a witch or anything. I don't think it's even possible to grant a wish to become something like this anyway.
It started to rain. Heavy droplets poured and splattered on the dirt floor. The fire extinguished so I got to my feet and started walking back home.
Home. I always thought that home is a place where you feel protected from harm and no one can hurt you. In my home, I had my evil mother trying to take over the world. Literally. She wanted me to do those things too. But I couldn't do it, I don't want to do it. Deep down inside, I don't think she was always evil, I can tell she was once good. Once when she saw a baby, her eyes lit up and she even said to me "That looks like you when you were little."
I looked in a puddle at my feet and saw my eyes looking back at me. My blue one and purple one. It's quite strange that I have two different eye colours especially a purple one that is not normal. I hide my right one under my long straight black bangs and no one can tell. I'm 15 and am only one who knows it.
When I arrived home, I was greeted by my mother.
"Where were you?" She demanded.
"Walking." I replied shrugging off my coat. "Mom, are there people that can't do magic?"
She looked at me. "Yes, there are."
"And, are there other people that can besides us?"
"Yes." She told me she believed that there were other witches and wizards in the world. She said she have seen them before when she was young.
I sat down across from her on the round kitchen table. Our table cloth really needs a change I thought. I looked at her hair, the same colour as mine and her eyes which were brown. She always said I had my father's eyes. My father, who I never knew.
"I think if we got them to join us, then we can rule the world!" She laughed at the thought.
"Mom." I asked. "Where is my dad?"
"What?" She snapped.
"I know who your father is."
"But I don't
"Samantha, we will not discuss this!" She yelled. Her face flushed with red. My father was always an off limit topic.
"Mom?" I asked again.
"What Samantha?" She answered in a tired tone.
"I want to go to a normal school." I said quickly. I held my breath and waited for the endless yelling.
"NO!" She screamed.
"Why would you? And anyway, you wouldn't fit in with those humans. You would have to walk to school every single day and finish all your homework. You have to get good grades and listen to everything I say-" I realized my mom was scared. She was actually scared for me.
Finally my mom said sounding hurt. "You don't want me teaching you anymore?"
"No! I mean, no that's not what I mean! I love it when you teach me." That wasn't entirely true. "But, I want to go to school. Just for a little while, just to see what it's like and I promise I will still listen to you."
She shook her head and sighed. "They are not like us. They are evil."
"Who are?" I asked.
I didn't exactly understand what she was talking about considering she always wanted to wipe out the human race.
She sighed. Could I have possibly won this battle for the first time in my life? "Fine, I trust you that you will make right decisions." She smoothed my hair. "But I have a feeling you will regret it." She looked at me the gaze ending on my purple eye.