Dear Readers, Happy Thanksgiving and I had thought what if she learned Italian and had daemons. I would like to see how that changes things, I have to say when I wrote this I got carried away but their will be daemons in the next chapter. - Author
(Hazel POV)
I'm on the computer trying to find out what Nico's phone number is gods knows I've been gone for six months. He must be so worried, losing one sister after he lost our older sister. Well, I get that I'm alive but not knowing where someone is for so long you may have well lost them. It takes awhile but I finally found his number when I feel the wind start to blow. It gets stronger and stronger till the clouds come together and thunder appears.
It wrap arounds me and brings me into the storm but it quickly for some unknown reason turns into a light. This blinds me for a couple minutes and all I know is I'm falling, fast and faster , until everything around me is unable to be depicted Eventually it stops when I feel the air knocked out of me when I hit the floor. I push myself up with my arm and look around and see a couple of comfy chairs and couches, some read and some a deep velvet green. There are three people with me and as I go to get a better look I see their is a girl that has cinnamon hair, a boy that is big and has black short hair, and another boy with black hair and pale skin.
I look closer and notice that the pale boy is Nico and I go quickly to wake him but before I can they all pop up when a paper falls and knocks some drinks over that were on a table. The other guy is my boyfriend Frank but the girl that I see before me well the girl is me! I just gap at her in shock and then another light appears in the air. Another person falls in as if this were raining cats and dogs. This turns to be another boy, in fact it's another Nico and he at first shakes his head but just looks away and see's no one. I get that since that's what I did and he stops when he sees me.
I see his eyes and I see so much pain and loss in them that his eyes physically start to well up as the tears build up. We stair for what feels like minutes but is actually only a couple seconds and we run to the other with are arms wide open. We cling to the other with are arms tightly hugging the other. His head in the crook of my neck with his tears wetting my shoulder as I too cry into his. Why now they bring us together, why apart? I wonder if there is some reason for this and all thoughts stop as I hear Alice ( Frank's Daemon) interrupt polity because turns out we have a letter to read.