Chapter 121
Heidi
“Peppercorn you better Not!” Yelled dad.
“Let her have fun. Morning Heidi!” Shouted Uncle Jerold. “Remember to tilt up to slow down!”
“I Will!” I beamed.
…. He looked like he was going to rip out his pajama shirt he was so buff, but his encouragement made me ignore the weather warning for wind.
I laughed, being cheeky…. This was likely the first time I’d ever disobeyed anyone on purpose… in their Face!
I felt FREE!
“WEE!” I screamed… I cackled like an old lady.
/If we fall, I am not helping us./ My wolf hissed.
Sparkle was mad at me for disobeying, but it was Friday! I wanted to go to the coffee shop after school and talk with Zeke. I know dad would do that for me.
I went Way faster than I wanted, going at least 75 miles per hour…. The wind’s gusts threw me off balance, but I held on tight.
I put on Jackson Michel’s Yeet It. This morning was going to be fun.
I threw my head back laughing the whole time, waving at people below. I was only about 15 feet off the ground, being above anyone shifted walking to school.
I could see that some of them were jealous, but to be fair, I was only doing this this morning…. Because I didn’t know why….
And when I got ready to land, I tilted up, and my cardigan opened up to slow me down… I didn’t know whatever that spell was, but it must have been instinct. It’d never done that before… but it still kind of wasn’t enough.
…Also I can’t lie. The other students my age made me a little nervous.
All it took was that one loss of confidence to make a chain reaction…. I shot into the sky like a bullet, and I held a small scream.
I could hear everyone gossiping when they saw me, no one was looking up or pointing like they did when I first started coming to school this way, but honestly, this kind of attention was worse. I hated the stares… The bad kind.
“Somebody should do something!” Shouted Jesse with ‘concern’ that made her look good… anyone watching could see her evil grin.
I felt like I was a monster. People thought that I sicked dad on her; at least that’s how she spun it. People liked the idea of her being a victim, rather than it being her own fault. I tried focusing on controlling my landing. I would have to walk through a sea of other teenagers, but at least I wouldn’t be so high up.
“Hey Heidi!” John cheerfully waved. I blushed. Why do I always have butterflies in my stomach whenever I talk to him now? /Wave back!/ Demanded my wolf. Sparkle had become pushier whenever things about John came up lately. I shook my head and gingerly waved, but the wind picked up. I lost control of my broom, and I did everything in my training to avoid getting hurt too much.
I tried to slow my fall with my broom as best as I could before letting it go, and rolling into a prickly holly bush.
Everything was black for a moment, but when I opened my eyes, I was being kissed on the forehead. Tiny tingles shot from the spot, like the smallest sparks of energy. I almost didn’t feel it, but it was there. I could feel where his hands were, under my knees and back. I thought my wolf would have a snarky comment, but she only purred like a cat. I touched my forehead and looked him in the eyes to see them flash a dark brownish orange.
He cleared his throat and put me down, rubbing the back of his neck a bit. I was a little bit bruised, but it would heal before 2nd period. There was like a bubble of tension in the air, and all those stares were on me, I felt like I was suffocating. He looked like he was arguing with his wolf, probably about the kiss, but I would pretend I didn’t see it… because I didn’t know what to make of it myself.
“Heidi...” He paused. “Thank the Lady nothing looks broken,” he said rubbing his chin on the top of my head.
“Yeah, I learned how to crash land with grandma.” I said with a small smile. I looked for my broom, and it was fine. A few scuffs from the incident, but it was ok.
“I’ll call the hospital. In the meantime, if you hurt too much to stay in class, go to the nurse.” He said extending his hand for me to take…. It was kind of tingly.
I put it in my locker, and John was right behind me. He wouldn’t let me do anything alone, which I didn’t understand. /Is he mad at us?/ Sparkle whined in my head and I tried to ignore it. I didn’t understand her at all, and walked a little faster to class…. Of all the people I knew, John was the only Real friend I had at school… He wouldn’t be mad.
I had been doing so well too…. It had been weeks since I felt like this.
I was thankful the John had another class in another spot, because the butterflies didn’t leave my stomach until he did. What was wrong with me?! was I getting sick?! I groaned and covered my head with my hands right as the bell rang again.
“Looks like the half wolf’s sick, better not get near or you might catch it.” Said Debrah, in a low tone, but most of the other students could hear her. She was a white furred wolf, and friends with Jess… most of the female wolves form higher ranked wolves were…
But with the rest of them, they only bothered me when they knew no one was around to stop them.
“Leave her alone, damn, can’t you see she’s probably still hurting from her fall this morning?” Said her friend, Betty, a brown and black furred wolf.
“Yeah, plus Alpha is crazy.” Mumbled the other.
I grunted a little louder in frustration. I wanted to go home, but I didn’t want to miss school. Somehow Jess made it hard to want to be there. She reminded me of the coven girls.
Thankfully, the day went much calmer after that, except for the painful bruise on my leg. I tried my best to ignore both her and my leg that wasn’t healing. It was already third period and I had to excuse myself to limp to the girl’s bathroom. It was a dark purple and oozed a little when I went to touch it. I didn’t get it, I had fallen a thousand times, but this time, it was almost like it was getting worse. I rolled my pant leg back down and went to class, and I don’t think anyone noticed my limp.
I sat back down in my chair and my phone rang.
“No phones in class miss Charred.” Said Mr. Tuner sternly, holding out his hand.
“But that’s probably my dad! I don’t have any other numbers…” I tried to protest, but I had to give him my flip phone. The other kids kind of laughed at me, because they had smartphones, but if one of those fell with me like this morning, it would be toast.
Everyone knows that Nohkeeta phones were bricks.
The bell rang for lunch.
I grabbed my heavy bag and went to find a table before they filled up. Whatever dad had to say, was not going to be heard unless he came to school. Lady I hope he doesn’t. I thought, finding an empty table. I sat by myself until the Jr. Warriors sat with me, but John wasn’t with them yet. I had a bag lunch that mom made, a turkey sandwich and some bottled tea. I took one bite of my sandwich, and flipped through my spellbook. I was thankful that I always bring the big one with me, heavy as it is.
I flipped through the pages, into the curses section, and I think I had found it. The bruise that was drawn looked pretty similar. I had Witch Rot. I sighed, because that didn’t sound good. It clears up on its own, and comes from allergic reactions to magical herbs and shrubs.
“Really…. I’m allergic to holly?” I grumbled. I was in this much pain… because I was allergic to a stupid bush. I dared not look at it again, but I knew it was starting to seep through my pants when I moved.
The bell rang before anyone could ask too many questions. Class was hard to focus on, but I got through it. With the last bell, I let out a sigh. All I had to do was get home without having to explain myself, except John was waiting for me at the door. I couldn’t run and take off to avoid him, because it hurt too bad to try. He looked like he sniffed the air, and his face turned sour.
“I knew I smelled blood.” He growled. “Who hurt you?” He demanded, making me a little nervous. His tone reminded me of dad, or Uncle Connor.
I didn’t know how to tell him that it was a bush. He blocked me from leaving the exit, making a scene. People could walk around us, but most people wanted to stay for the drama…. “Heidi.” He said sternly.
“Nobody.” I tried to say it firmly, but it came out quiet. I don’t even know if he heard me. He let out a sigh of relief, and picked me up bridal style.
“What am I going to do with you.” He said, looking at the sky. I held my broom, while he walked to the infirmary with me.
At the clinic, a fae doctor was visiting, and everyone thought it was best to let me see him.
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