Author: twilightrocks4536987 PM
Rose Hawthorne is helping her mother decorate for Halloween, little does she know that her and her brother were adopted from a supernatural family. Her boyfriend and her best friend, Miranda refuse to leave her side. Rated T for RomanceRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Sci-Fi - Chapters: 2 - Words: 5,618 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 12-31-11 - Published: 12-28-11 - id: 7683589
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By: Shaniya Franklin
I looked out my bedroom window and saw that all of the houses on the block were covered in Halloween decorations, my house was one of them… we had some multi colored skeletons on our driveway. Some were green, yellow, blue and the others are purple. I am going to be a gothic ballerina (all black and red.) and my brother is going to be a fireman for Halloween. He is 5 years old. I am going to a Halloween party with my boyfriend and my best friend in the whole entire world. Her name is Miranda. Oh my gosh! Where are my manners, my name is Rose. Rose Marie Hawthorne. I'm 16 years old and I am 5ft. 4in. Tall. I have long jet black hair. When I say long, I mean that my hair goes almost to my butt. my birthday is on Halloween.
What I was saying about our house was that we are decorating for Halloween. My room is painted jet black on the walls and then when the black paint was dry I took buckets of pure white paint and I had a techno party in my room and paint was flying every freaking where for about 30 minutes then the paint stopped flying and then we danced for about another hour. There were only three of us dancing and flinging white paint everywhere. I also got a custom made rug that covers the whole entire floor. It is jet black like my walls. The carpet people are amazing because they found a way to make my carpet look like it was splatter painted with pure white paint like my wall. I also painted my ceiling like this also. The living room ceiling is covered with 6 inch long plastic bats. It is two days away from Halloween and I'm so siked! Except, I get to go to the Halloween party tomorrow. Yes, I know that it is called a HALLOWEEN party, but I have to go tomorrow. I have to take my brother Trick-Or-Treating on Halloween night. I'm glad that my friend and my boy friend will come with me.
Oh gosh! I'm so freaking excited. The party will be at my church. They throw the best parties. It is 7:30 PM and the party starts at 8:15 PM. somebody is at the door I'm going to check who it might be.
"Hey chic!" exclaimed Miranda
"Why are you not wearing your costume! We only have 85 minutes to get ready! Hurry and put your costume on so that I can do your make up and make you look fabulous!"
"I was too lazy to put it on... " I said "And I was getting ready to put it on when you rang the door bell. Come on inside."
"Ok let's go, you haven't let me see your costume yet. Do you know how bad I've wanted to see it?"
"Yea I know… that's the whole reason that I haven't let you see it yet. I thought that you would have been able to figure me out like that. I guess I was terribly wrong."
There was a long silence before Miranda answered. And I just figured out why. We were standing in the middle of my room and my costume was lying on the bed all nice and clean.
"It's gorgeous!" exclaimed Miranda
"Now do you see why I wouldn't let you see it yet?"
"No freaking duh, now I know exactly why you wouldn't let me see It.! It is beautiful."
There was another long pause between the two of us and then she looked at me like she was one of those creepy china dolls in an antique store that I HATE walking into. And it is because of those creepy dolls that I stay in the car while my "deranged" grandmother and my psychotic little brother like to walk into every other week. I think they are CRAZY!
"Why are you looking at me with that creepy little face that you have?"
"Ha, ha im practicing this look for Halloween and the dance. After all, I am going to be an old Victorian doll.
"Oh yea I forgot… im so slow!"
Right now Miranda is doing my makeup. Miranda put a deep red eye shadow on my eyes. Then, she put some liquid eyeliner on my eyes; she made the line of the eyeliner go past the natural length of my eye line. Then she put some fake eyelashes on me. They are black with a little bit of red in them. She also put some temporary red hair dye in my hair.
"Oh my gosh! I look amazing." I said. "I'm so glad that you came over to put my make up on me. If you weren't here with me right about now, I wouldn't have looked this good!"
"Awww, thank you" said Miranda. "I've been practicing to be a beautician. Im not so sure if im actually going to be one though."
"Somebody is at the door" I said. "I'm going to go and get it. Do you want to come with me?"
Miranda and I walked to the door and I unlocked the door.
"Hey, beautiful." Said tony
"Hey, come on in." I said "we were getting ready for the party."
"Hey guys we have to hurry, it is 8:00 right now. We have to go… now! We have to make it there in time."
At this time Miranda was literally pushing Tony and I out of the door.
"Bye mom, bye Damien…"
"Bye sweetie. I'll be sure to tell your brother that you said bye. Right now he is taking a nap. Ya'll be safe now. You hear"
"Yes momma, we really have to go now or we'll be late."
This time Miranda literally slammed herself against my back and I flew out of the door. She did the same thing to tony; he fell on his face, kind-of. Tony is going to be a mummy for Halloween, he isn't going to be a ghetto-fied mummy with toilet paper wrapped around him; he actually bought a costume that looks so real. Almost like something the real mummies wear in the museums.
Miranda and I are now riding in the back of Tony's new car. He got a mustang for his birthday. It is midnight blue and it has a jet black convertible top. The time is ticking. I looked at my phone and it says the time is 8:10.
"Hey guys how much longer"
As soon as I said that, we were pulling into the church parking lot.
"Ha, ha never mind about what I just said. Let's go party."
"Woo-hoo it's party time."
Tony and Miranda said that at the exact time. They looked at each other and then started to laugh. We got out of the car and then ran up the steps to the church doors. Tony opened the door for me and Miranda. When we stepped inside the church, it looked amazing. It looked like something out of a dream, only better. It looked like we had just walked into a gothic ball… if that makes sense.
"Holy freak, this place looks amazing!" exclaimed Miranda
"I friggin know rite!" to my amazement, tony and I said that at the same time.
We walked in and this freak with jet black hair and emerald green highlights spooked the freak out of Miranda. I threw my hands up and he flew backwards. My friends looked at me like I just smacked them. I looked like I had just shot myself in the foot.
Oh my god, what did I just do? Am I a monster! I can't tell my friends this!
Except that thought was already too late…
"What in the world did you just do to him, your hands didn't even touch him and he went flying a few feet away from us!" exclaimed Tony "are you a witch or something like that?"
"I don't know this was the first time that this has happened to me!" I exclaimed. "I'm scared!"
I started to cry and tony told me that he was sorry and that he would take me home to his house if I wanted to. I told him yes.
Miranda is kind-of disappointed with me, but she is glad that what ever I did made that creep go away from her. She is just as scared as I am. We finally made it to Tony's house and he opened the door for me and Miranda again. When I made it inside of his house I went straight to his room and flung myself onto his bed. Which is, by the way, very comfortable. Tony and Miranda came up to his room and checked on me. I was sitting on his bed. I was sitting with me knees to my chin and crying into one of his pillows. Miranda wanted to stay at Tony's house but instead she told herself that she would ask me the questions that she has tomorrow. Tony sat next to me on his bed and gave me a big hug. He promised me that everything was going to be okay. No matter how much I wanted to trust his promise, I had a feeling that everything was not going to be okay or tomorrow. That night tony took me home.
"Are you ok?" he asked, when we made it to my house.
"Yea, I'm going to try and get some answers to what happened a couple hours ago Goodnight, I'll see you tomorrow."
This morning when I woke-up feeling like I was hit by a truck, I was too lazy to get out of the bed. So, I just lay in the bed for a while and I heard something… yes! I heard it, Somebody was knocking on my door. Very, very lightly, As if they're afraid of waking somebody else up. I got up and unlocked my door and opened it. It was my little brother Damien.
"Happy birthday sissy." He said in a very light sweet tone.
"Thank you, Damien. How did you sleep last night?"
"I slept really good, sissy. How about you? Did you sleep ok?"
"Yes Damien I slept just fine. Thank you for asking me."
Little did he know that I was lying to him. I looked at my cell phone for about five seconds because I was texting my boyfriend. Then, when I looked at him, he was asleep in my bed under my covers. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps. Just then I heard someone else knock on my door, it was my mom.
"Hey mom Damien is in here asleep."
"Umm… are you ok Rose? You don't look so well. Come into the kitchen. I need to tell you something also. I should have told you a long time ago."
"Ok mom lets go, and leave Damien alone to sleep as long as he wants."
We made it to the kitchen without waking him up. I think that was a miracle because I fell on the bed and he was not affected by my lack of gracefulness. Mom looks so worried right now.
"Mom are you ok? You suddenly got very pale within point five seconds."
"No sweetie. I'm not ok, sit town at the table. I have something very important to tell you."
"Sure thing, mom you're scaring me… are you sure you're ok?"
"Just sit down so that I can make this as clear as possible ok? When you were one and a half years old, you were adopted. I know I should have told you when you were older, but we never had the right time to tell you."
"So you mean-"
My mom cut me off
"Please let me finish. As I was saying, your biological mother was what they would call a caster. A caster is kind-of like a witch, But not really. All of the casters have special abilities, including you."
"Yea mom, that's one of the things that I was going to ask you about. Last night when I was with my friends at the Halloween party, there was this creep that scared Miranda and I threw my hands up and them he flew away from us. They flew at-least four or five feet away from Miranda. What is wrong with me?"
"Nothing is wrong with you. Do you remember grandma? And how she was always over protective? Well she is your biological grandmother, and she too is a caster. She would always keep such a close watch over you. I kept in touch with her because I knew I would need help with explaining all of this to you, which is why she is flying down here from Maryland. She will be here in two to three hours. I did not adopt you by chance; you were basically given to me when you were one and a half years old. When you were given to me, I went and got your mom to sign and say that I am/was going to adopt you. The reason that your grandmother is coming is because there are two reasons. Reason number one is that she has more knowledge about being a caster and how to hide the fact that you are a caster. Reason number two is because you mother is captured by the dark caster lord, his name is Draco."
"who in the friggin world is Draco? Yeah you said that he was the dark caster lord, but I'm kind of confused. And what is Damien?"
"Your little brother Damien is a caster also. There are dark and light sides of the caster worlds. On the night of your eighteenth birth day you will be chosen by the full moon. Light or dark. When your brother turns eighteen, he too will be chosen. Light or dark. Your mother and grandmother were both chosen and they are both light. I am also a caster. I am related to you because I am your aunt. And I am a natural. I chose to be light. There is a one out or one thousand chance of you getting to be a natural. And the only person that can tell you that information is your grandmother."
"What is a natural?"
"A natural is a caster that can pick weather or not they go light or dark. I chose light. Since, I had the choice to go light. When and if you do dark, you are basically the spawn of the devil. And you will not be able to take it back once you go dark. I do not know for a fact that your brother will go light or dark. That is up for the full moon on his birthday as you know; his birthday is also toady and so is yours…."
"Ok, so let me get this straight. You are my aunt and you adopted me when I was one and a half years old. You are a caster, just like me, Damien, my real mom, and grandma. My mom is captured by the dark caster lord. His name is Draco. I am going to be chosen on the night of my eighteenth birthday. And then you said that I would probably be a natural. If I am a natural that would mean that I would be able to choose myself that means that the moon will not choose me. I think I understand that part. Grandma is coming down to explain to me, in depth, what is going on. This is a lot to take in. don't you think that this is a lot to dumping onto a sixteen year old girl? I think I believe you. That might change when grandma comes down to explain all of this craziness to me."
"Ok that'll work. For now….
"'Mom' I have another question to ask you, what kinds of powers do they have and how do we 'summon' them?"
This must have been a very difficult question for her because she took a while for her to answer my question. After a while, she answered.
"I have no idea. All I know is that it happens when ever we need it to. Just like when you made that guy fly away from Miranda. That is a question for your grandmother."
It is about seven hours away from me to take my brother trick-or-treating.