Chapter 2: Katrina Larkin (Katrina's POV)
I groaned as I sat up the next morning, a throbbing headache filling up my head. "Ow," I groaned as I tried to get up. I felt all woozy.
"Guys, wake up…" I turned to wake them but Aubree was already up.
"Hey," she said with a yawn. "Ouch," she exclaimed in surprise as she held her head. I guess I wasn't the only one who had a headache.
"My head really hurts too," I told her. She nodded. "I'll go get some aspirin for us. You wake up Sam." Then she got up and ran up the steps to the medicine cabinet upstairs.
I shook Sam's shoulder trying to wake her. "Sam…" She hit me with a pillow.
"Go away mom, my head hurts…" Well that's odd. We all have headaches.
"Sam, it's me…" I shook her again and she reluctantly fluttered open her eyes. She sighed.
"Can't we sleep a little longer?" she whined. "We have our volleyball game tomorrow and I don't want to be tired!"
"It's already 10:00, we've been sleeping for 9 hours, which is more than we usually get. Come on." I grabbed her hand and pulled her up. She grunted as she sat up, straightening out her pink pajama set that was a little too big for her, since she had gone through a major growth spurt in the past year and was getting taller and skinnier. But not as tall as me, being the tallest and all.
"Got the aspirin," said Aubree as she jumped down the last three steps of the stairs and ran in with some bottles of water and a smaller prescription bottle. She opened the cap and gave one to each of us.
"Thanks," I said before gulping down the medication.
"I wonder why we all have headaches," wondered Aubree. Sam shrugged.
"Maybe it was the Coke…" I asked.
Sam snorted. "Yeah, like someone drugged our Coke!" We all laughed at that.
"You're right."
"Of course I am," she said modestly. (I hope you got the sarcasm there)
"Maybe we just shouldn't have stayed up that late," said Aubree as she took a swig from her water bottle.
"Yeah, but we've stayed up longer than that before," I pointed out. She shrugged.
"It doesn't really matter," said Sam. "It's just a headache. Not a big deal."
"Whatever," I fiddled with the cap of the water bottle. It just didn't seem right. I knew Aubree and Sam knew it too but chose not to make a big deal out of it. I probably shouldn't either. Sam's right, it's just a headache! There are plenty of reasons we all could have gotten monstrous ones at the same time. I'm just being paranoid.
"Ugh, I have to go pee, can you guys come with?"Aubree rolled her eyes. Sam always wants us to come with when she has to go to the bathroom.
We walked to my downstairs bathroom and waited for Sam to finish. I turned to look in the mirror and my eyes widened. "Woah!" I said, checking myself out. "What is this stuff?!"
Aubree came to see what I was talking about. "What stuff?"
"Look!" I pointed at the golden sparkles on my skin. You couldn't see it very well since it matched my skin so well, but in the mirror with the strange lighting in here I could see it clear as day.
"Did we have a party and not remember it or something?" I asked, wondering why I had glitter all over me. Although it didn't sparkle… it sort of… glowed.
Aubree looked in the mirror. "Maybe we did," She looked at us. "I have some on me too."
Sam inspected herself in the mirror, only to see that she had some too. She shrugged.
"Sam! Aren't you at least a little concerned about this?"
She shook her head. "Why would I be? Your cat probably got into some glitter and slept by us last night. If we check the sheets there will probably be tons of it."
We walked to my room and there was indeed a lot of it. I didn't know how we missed it. It was hard to see but once you knew what you were looking for, you could see it easily.
"I guess that makes sense," said Aubree.
"You have both been jumpy since last night," said Sam. "I think we're just all really tired. Come on, let's go eat some breakfast." We walked up the stairs into the kitchen, where I grabbed some Greek yogurt, syrup, and granola, Sam grabbed some eggs to make an omelet, and Aubree grabbed some bread, a banana, and an almost empty jar of Nutella.
I mixed the ingredients for my protein filled breakfast and savored the sweet taste of all natural maple syrup- the only kind I ever use- and when Aubree wasn't looking, took a bit of her bread. I absolutely love Nutella.
"Hey Kat and Kat's friends," said my fourteen year old brother Stephen as he walked into the kitchen. He opened the cupboard and grabbed a box of fruit loops. He poured it into his bowl before popping some bread in the toaster and going back to the cupboard. "Where's the Nutella?"
"Aubree had the last of it," I lied. I love annoying him. He sighed and rolled his eyes, grabbing the jar of peanut butter and spreading that on his toast instead. He mumbled a few words, probably about annoying sisters, before going to eat his breakfast in his room.
"Kat I didn't eat all of the Nutella. There's still a few more scoops left," said a confused Aubree.
"I know!" I said. "I was just getting on his nerve."
Sam finished before Aubree and me and put her dishes in the sink. "Let's go back downstairs and get dressed," she said, already ahead of us. Aubree and I quickly finished and put our dishes in the sink before following her.
Aubree grabbed her iPod and plugged it into her dock, which was plugged into my room's wall. We listened to a few of our favorite songs while talking about boys, the upcoming school year, how lame our schedules were, volleyball practice… but mostly, boys.
The music stopped for a minute.
"Kat, the dock must have gotten unplugged from the wall," said Aubree to me, since I was the closest to the dock. "Do you mind plugging it back in?"
"I got it." I crawled over to the dock and grabbed the cord, sticking it into the wall. But when I did, a spark leaped from the outlet and shocked my hand.
"What the hell?!" I said as I jerked backwards. I checked out my hand. Everything seemed normal to me.
"What happened?" asked Sam, who was looking at one of my Seventeen magazines.
"The wall just shocked me!" I exclaimed. It's never happened to me before. Was it supposed to not hurt at all? In fact, it sort of felt good…
"Are you okay?" asked Aubree.
"Yeah… yeah I'm fine." I said. "It was just a little weird." I plugged in the cord and went to sit by them again. I suddenly shuddered.
"Are you cold or something?" asked Sam.
"No I…" I shuddered again, feeling a little odd.
"Woah…" said Aubree. She was staring at me weirdly. I looked down and saw a yellow glow underneath my skin. My eyes widened. I had one last shudder before the glowing stopped and I suddenly felt really… perky.
"Well that was weird," said Sam.
"Yeah it was," I said.
"Are you sure you're okay? Do you think we should take you to the doctor's ?" asked Aubree. I shook my head.
"No… actually, I feel better than okay." She looked worriedly at me.
"I'm sure it's fine," said Sam.
"Yeah… it was probably just a little shock." I was sort of convincing Aubree and myself at the same time.
"Whatever tickles your peach," she said as she sat back down. I followed and grabbed a Seventeen magazine as we went back to our activities before.
"Hey, do you guys want to go practice for the volleyball game tomorrow?" asked Aubree.
"Sure," said Sam as we all got up to go outside.
"So do you think our wishes from last night will come true?" asked Aubree once we got outside. We started walking to the pole barn, where the net and balls where.
"Like I said, shooting stars don't work. You can't just wish for something to happen," said Sam.
"Well I hope it comes true," I said as I opened the garage door. "Because I'm looking forward to meeting my English teacher boyfriend." I giggled.
After grabbing the balls, we set up the net, ready to play. Sam was first to serve and was about to start when she noticed something.
"Kat, you were supposed to keep the ball away from pointy objects," she sighed.
"But I did!" I protested. "Why? Is there a hole?"
She nodded and I came over to check it out. "Crap," I groaned. This was a new ball!
"You don't think that Stephen…" Aubree didn't need to finish.
I marched into Stephen's room, my hands on my hips. "You broke my ball!" I said in anger.
He laughed.
"Why are you laughing?!" I demanded.
"It just sounds wrong!" He snickered. I rolled my eyes.
"Stephen, that ball was new!" My headache was gone now, but a new one was forming. "Now what are we supposed to use for practice?!"
He shrugged. "Not my problem, is it?"
I balled my hands into fists and marched right back out the door. "Ugh!" I shouted. Suddenly, the lights above me flickered on and off. I stopped for a minute.
"No!" I heard Stephen yell from his room. "My game just froze!" I couldn't help but smile at that.
The lights returned to normal and I shrugged it off. Something was probably wrong with the electricity in this hallway. I'd have to remember to tell Mom and Dad.
After telling Samara and Aubree the bad news, we all came inside to chill. I thought about when I had gotten shocked before, but eventually told myself it was no big deal and I really should just forget about it.
Nothing happened, I said to myself in my head. I just got shocked. Maybe that's normal when someone gets shocked. I'm sure I'm fine. Nothing's wrong.
How little I knew then.
(A/N: Well, here's the second chapter! Hope you enjoyed! Don't forget to review and check out my other story!)
