Written in the Stars
Prologue
When Mom died my world became numb, I'm not going to say that my life stopped making since because it didn't, my life still made since to me, it just didn't have her in it any more. She always loved the golden girl Cassie better anyway – okay now that just sounds mean I should stop that train of thought, I love my sister and I loved my mother and right now the last thing anyone needs is my bitterness.
"How much longer until we get to grandma's?" I asked glancing sideways to my sister. We have been driving for two days now, choosing to leave town right after the funeral instead of sticking around to deal with the other mourners that thought they knew our family/
"We're almost there, just give it another twenty minutes we just crossed the town line about five minutes ago" Cassie said smiling in a subconsciously sarcastic way.
"Did you tell Grandma that we're coming?"
"She knows" she said defensively
"Great" I shot back in fake enthusiasm before rolling my eyes and looking back at the window.
"God do you always have to be such a….."
"Bitch? Yeah the feelings mutual"
The rest of the ride was full of thick tension and silence and when we finally pulled up to the house and saw Grandma standing out on the front porch waiting for us I practically bolted out of the car.
"Grandma" I yelled running into her waiting arms. I sank into her hug eagerly completely forgetting about everything else.
"My dear sweet Faula, my poor girl, welcome home "she said kissing my forehead. "And Cassie too, oh I never should have let you drive here by yourself" she gushed hugging a much less willing Cassie.
"Well I didn't really give you much choice" she said walking passed us and into the house
"Well then let's go you into the house and get you two settled in" she told me grabbing my arms lightly as we walked up the stairs. "Now then dinner will be done in a few minutes if you follow me I can show you were you're going to be staying"
We followed her up to the second floor and into a large cream room decorated with butterflies and gold. Much more to Cassie's taste than mine but I can still see a bit of mom in every decoration/
"This was your mothers room, now you can share this room if you want, it's certainly big enough or Faula if you want I have something else that may be more to your liking"
I looked over at my sister who already looked to be at home in the lavish room and decided against the migraine of trying to share it with her.
"I think I'd like to see that other option"
Over the next few weeks I started to fall into the cycle of everyday life, which now included watching my sister fall farther and farther away from me and into the arms of her new friends. At first I tried getting along with the other kids at school but it became apparent very quick that my sister was the only one people cared about, because in their minds there was only one daughter of Amelia.
So instead of standing around waiting for a friend to just jump out at me I spend all my time at the house fixing up my new room (the attic) and helping Grandma out at the hospital. She was right when she said the attic was more to my liking, I mean its dark and dusty but its filled with antiques and real character, not that I wouldn't mind having a few of the old pictures from moms room, not that Cassie will share.
It was during one of my renovation days after school that I found it – the book; it was hidden inside a chest along with a bunch of other papers and odd objects.
I opened the dusty cover to find every page blank except the first one which had an old saying scribbled on it in Latin and something about it made me read it, something magical.
Excita in me libera me sacra orbis lunae et stellarum in catena ita mihi vim, ad ambulandum in via lux eius deae potestas apricationem
Suddenly I felt a deep burning in my chest and when I looked down my whole body was glowing, all the candles in the lit up. Thinking back on it now, that was the exact moment when my whole life changed.