California
I stared out the car window, watching the trees flash by, and thought about how i would never be happy again. I was only exaggerating, but that was how I felt at the time. Amber sat in the passenger side with her nose in what seemed like a good book. At least that's what i thought it was considering she was quitely laughing to herself every few minutes. Shea sat in the very back of the car, as far from me as possible, with her ear buds stuffed in her ears and music bursting her eardrums. All three of us were indeed triplets, but at first glance you would think we were about a year apart.
From the moment you are born, you age like any regular mortal. Once you are old enough, you have the opportunity to decide when to cease aging and remain that way forever with a certain incantation. Parents usually are the ones who decide when you are mature enough to make such a decision. Amber is '21'; Shea is '20'; and I am '18'. In reality, the three of us are each 84 years old. In retrospect, I guess i should have chosen an older age so I can get into clubs for 21 and older, but at least I'm a legal adult in the eyes of the law.
Anyway, after choosing your age, your full powers arrive, but you can hardly contol them. You have to learn as you age, about your own powers and about the other creatures coexisting with humans also. Our world consists of everything from annoyinlgy beautiful nymphs to enchantingly strong witches. The three of us have no idea what type of witch we will become, always praying to not succumb to the Dark.
The Dark and the Light are the two realms of witches that live in peace and harmony, usually. Light witches harness the energy from the sun, but that doesn't mean they are weak at night. Dark witches harness energy from the moon. The leaders of both sides are actually fraternal twins. The Greeks knew them as Apollo and Artemis, while we know them as Sol and Luna, the most powerful warlock and witch ever. The Originals are only the next generation after these two and they are the ones who have laid down the law.
My mother is with the Light realm and so far, so is Amber and Shea. I don't know where I'll be yet. I should have figured it out around the same time as them, but I'm not sure why I haven't been claimed yet. Usually siblings are claimed into the same realm, but there have been cases where this doesn't happen. It tore the family apart and almost started a war between the Light and Dark witches. The Originals put a stop to it and exiled the entire family to different corners of the earth. No one ever saw or heard from them again. I heard that Sol and una stood by and watched the whole thing happen, and since then, faith in them has started to dissolve.
We pulled up into the driveway of our brand new home. It was very sleek and modern, which I'm sure Shea enjoyed, but it was also isolated, which we all were ecstatic about. We could practice our powers without the fear of someone catching us mid-cast, and then having to pack up our bags; the middle story was completely transparent, surrounded by floor to ceiling windows. I particularly loved the steel spiral staircases and the Jacuzzi in the backyard. The bedrooms were pretty far apart too. I could learn to love it here i guess.
I pulled back my wild fiery curls in a loose ponytail and started to unpack ever so slowly. Box by box, I took out all of my spell book, clothes, and alarm clock radio. I brought in the furniture and set up everything accordingly. My queen sized bed placed with just the headboard against the wall, centered. Soft greens and earthy browns were splashed all around the room. After putting in the last book in my built-in-the-wall bookcase, I was done. I felt really accomplished for doing this in just one day. Well a mortal would, while for someone like me it was just a daily chore.
Hands on my hips, acknowledging my handiwrok, I walked over to my soft bed and fell back. It was more like a plop I should say. I sighed and just stared at my ceiling, listening to the exact opposite of silence in the new household. Mom was enchanting the boxes to unpack on their own; Shea was blasting music in her room; and Amber was putting away everything mom unpacked. This would be how the rest of my life would look.
Before I knew it, it was late September and I was still trying to become acquainted with our new living arrangements; living without Marcus and the ancient house we used to live in. I'm used to the floorboards creaking and spider webs in the corners gathering dust, not smooth white hallways and hot tubs. I was lying down on my comfortable bed deep in thought, when Shea walked in. She stared at me and took in my sulky mood. I had obviously been thinking about Marcus again.
"Oh get over it, Tanya. It comes with the immortality. If anything, I unintentionally saved you from the heartache of watching him grow old while you stay young forever," she smirked.
"Leave me alone Shea. I don;t want to talk about Marcus right now."
"Alright fine, what do you want to talk about then?" she sat at the edge of my bed, smoothing the blankets.
"About your eviction notice from my room, now get out."
"You used to be so much fun T. But whatever, just rememebr to get ready. You have school tomorrow, dear sister." she simply stated.
"What?!" i shouted at her.
"You heard me. Mke sure you set out your clothes for tomorrow like a good little senior."
She patted my head and walked away, leaving me with shock clearly written across my face.
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