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Chapter 2
Lily
Four more months, four more months, four more months….
I have been telling myself this all day. Four more months until I graduate, and I can be done with this school. As I close up my locker and head to softball practice, I avoid the group of cheerleaders standing in the hallway trying to show off their new even-more-slutty-then-usual-uniforms in a "non-obvious way". The last thing I need right now is to get annoyed and make the sprinklers go off or something. Ever since I can remember, if my emotions ever heighten in any way, weird things happen around me. Once when I was supposed to give a presentation in 7th grade, I got so nervous that the windows in the classroom shattered. Another time freshman year, I was playing in our first game of the season and I remember thinking how badly I needed to make it from 2nd base to home plate, and the next thing I knew, I was on the home plate! I'll never forget how fast Piper froze the scene from the stands so I could go back to 2nd before anyone noticed.
As I got to the locker room, I pulled my phone out and saw that Melinda had texted me.
Can you pick me up from the studio on your way home? Nes will be at the library all night.
I texted back that I would, and then changed into my practice clothes. I grabbed my glove and headed out to the field. I mentally prepared myself for a brutal practice as we were mid-season. I am actually pretty good at sports. Throughout junior high I played volleyball, basketball, and soccer, but when I got to high school I decided to focus on softball as that's what I'm best at. Currently I am our star pitcher, and I've only had maybe two girls a game actually make a hit with me. Coach likes to say I have a magic arm, which my brothers love to make ironic jokes about.
When I'm out on the field though, focusing my all on the game, those weird magic tricks I don't mean to do just kind of stop for a while. I've learned to control my emotions through softball.
After practice I head out to my car and start to drive to the dance studio where Melinda attends. I swear that girl spends more time at the studio then home. As I pull up to the door, I see the familiar long brown hair of my sister heading to the door.
"Hey!" she says with a smile as she climbs into my jeep.
"What's got you so happy?" I ask as I start to drive home.
"Well I might have gotten my front aerial today…." She says with a shrug and the biggest grin on her face.
"Mel that's great! You've been working toward that for months!"
"I know, I was really starting to think that I was never going to get it! Hopefully Christa will put one in my solo after I show her at our private on Monday during lunch," she says while crossing her fingers.
I laughed and asked," Lunch? Do Mum and Dad know that you've basically dropped out of school?"
She responded with sticking her tongue out at me and saying, "Dad is driving me over there, thank you very much!"
"Seriously though, you were at the studio today before and after school, and now you're even going during your lunch break. Are you keeping up with your grades okay?"
"I'm hanging in there but schools not really on the top of my list anymore. I'm going to do what I have to do to get into college but to be honest that's only because I want to dance at a university. Dancing is my future and that's what I'm going to focus on. "
"So then you're not going to follow in Mum's footsteps?"
"Please Lily, you know I can't cook."
"You know that's not what I meant."
She sighed and looked out of the window.
"No I'm not. I mean, why should I? Wyatt and Chris are the super witches. All I can do is freeze things. Not really the power for someone who's meant to save the world every day."
"What's wrong with the power to freeze? Mum has it, and so did Grandma."
"Yeah but Mom is a Charmed One, she has the Power of Three. Plus she can blow things up! And using Grandma as an example really doesn't help your case. Look at what good it did for her in the end."
I pulled up to the Manor and parked my car in the driveway. I sighed as I looked at my little sister and said, "All I can say Melinda is you're not powerless, remember that. And take it from a witch who doesn't have any active powers, you are very blessed. You could do a lot of good in the world."