Chapter 4... February 13
Amanda blinked in the sunlight. The street had a lot of people in it, including Eris, Paula, Celine, Sandy, Splendora and her familiar Grimm (Who always remained in the form of a black dog), along with other people Amanda knew.
Mr. Trey, Amanda's...P.E. teacher (Combat training)...was there with his wife and their familiars, the singsong Doves. Trey walked up to Amanda and clapped her on the shoulder. "Give 'em hell, kid." He smiled at her, but his eyes were a light blue...all of theirs were.
"Manda," Celine called her attention. Celine was a small girl with red hair and these adorable dimples. (No wonder why Eris was hooked on Sandy.) "Good luck out there." Amanda could see Eris flirting with Sandy out of the corner of her eye. Celine, on the other hand, was oblivious to the advances. Sandy blushed and playfully hit Eris' arm. Poor girl.
"Thanks, Cene." They gave each other a quick hug.
"Young," Splendora didn't call her attention...she commanded it. Amanda turned to face the breathtaking brunette. Her hair was long and sleek, with ringlets that started halfway down the length of it. Her eyes were impassively brown, her lips formed into a permanent pout. Ah, she had dressed for the occasion in a cocktail dress. Rich bitch.
"Yeah, Splendora?" Amanda was slightly shocked at Splendora speaking to her. Splendora had been a bitch to her and everyone else. She was mad at the world for what the townspeople in Salem did to her when she was Claire Whittle. Unlike Georgia, Claire was 24 and pregnant when they threw her in jail with the 17 year old. They had always been kind to one another, but when you were trapped in a jail cell with one other person for a week, heartbroken and vulnerable...you became more than friends in some respects. They had their fling, Georgia burned, Claire was spared...for one month. She had a miscarriage and followed Georgia to the stake.
"Look, I know we have our differences, but when you get down to it, we want the same thing." Splendora ran her hand down Grimm's back, tangling her fingers in the long hair there.
"And that would be...?" Ok, getting weird.
"We want this to end. We want to be able to live a long time, like the others who have moved on." She cleared her throat. "We want happiness." She shifted her weight onto her left foot. "What I'm trying to say is...if you need anything, all you have to do is call me, ok? I might act mean to you, but I haven't forgotten what you did for me back then. I want to repay you, I guess...so...call me...ok?"
Did she just try to pick you up in her weird, Splendora, way of hers?
Uh, I don't really know. I mean she knows that what happened in that cell was just reaching out...right?
Not too sure about that one... Eris' mental voice was annoyed.
"Uh, yeah. I'll call you if there's anything I need, or whatever." Confusing much?
Everyone gathered around her and offered their blessings, the air thick with magical energy.
"Manda," Annette whispered. "Go now, but don't forget where your home is."
"Witchville..." Amanda sighed.
Annette shook her head. "No...Salem." A chill ran down Amanda's spine. She could tell it affected Eris as well. "Alright, give the girl some room!" Everyone took a few steps back, the closest people being Annette, Paula, Celine, Sandy, Splendora and Grimm. Eris turned herself into that adorable little ball of fluff and Amanda tucked her into an inside pocket in her jacket. She zipped it up halfway, seeing the silver ring glint from under the wool. It had covered her birthmark perfectly.
Amanda reached out her hand and summoned her broom. It seemed to materialize as it came towards her. It was nothing special, just an old looking cedar branch with bristles tied securely at the base. She didn't want anything new...she wanted something old, like her.
"Oh," Paula dug around in the backpack on Amanda's back. "Here's your iPod. I know how you like to listen to it when you fly. The cord to charge it is in there as well."
Amanda nodded. "Thanks." She placed the buds in her ears . She skimmed through the thousands of songs until she found one that was appropriate. She pressed 'Play'. Amanda unleashed her powers and put the player into an outside pocket on her handy dandy jacket. Everyone heard the song, and some began to dance to it. The song was When I Grow Up by the Pussycat Dolls. Too bad she'd never grow up. She mounted her broom and kicked off the ground. She ascended slowly, as to bid her town farewell, but in the end, she ended up looking away. The tears clouded her vision too much anyway.
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She blasted her music as she raced over Northern California, and still let it blare as she continued over Oregon. She wasn't sure where she was going exactly, just that she needed to go North. Amanda laughed at herself. She was going North, wearing an antique that had the North Star engraved on it. As she flew, she let her thoughts wander to the different lives she has led over the centuries...
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Sorry it was short, but the next chapters won't be, not by a long shot. So I'm going to do a chapter for each life Amanda had previously led, starting with Georgia (of course) then Chloe, Penny and Suzie. I would greatly appreciate reviews. I mean, I would really really really really appreciate any reviews, even flames.
With all due respect,
Jamie Redsontes
