My Muirn Beatha Dan Chapter: Metamorphosis
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Metamorphosis,

Whatever this is, Whatever I'm going though.

Come on and give me a kiss,

Come on I insist.

I see something new.

-----Metamorphosis by Hilary Duff
In homeroom I quickly wiped my eyes and pulled out a pencil, ready to begin taking notes, if it was needed, which, in this class, it often was. For the first time in months, when Bree came in, she sat next to me and smiled. I gave a weak smile in response, and she took out a piece of paper and began scribbling on it. After a minute, she handed me the paper. It wasn't the kind of note I had been expecting, but oh well.
"Hey, Morgan," I read in Bree's handwriting. "What's going on? You okay?"
I wrote back. "Hey, Bree. I don't think I will ever be okay again, not after what happened with Cal. I should have listened to you when you told me about him using me. You were right. I'm so sorry."
"I'm sorry, too," she wrote back. "I shouldn't have been so mean about all this. You didn't know what he was like. Let's agree never to let any guy ever come in between us again, OK?"
"Okay," I answered. "I hate it when we fight, especially since we rarely ever do. I hate him, Bree, I really do. I can't believe what he did. He almost killed me." I was afraid that I was going to start crying again, but after blinking a few times, the tears were gone. "Before school he was apologizing to me, saying how he was doing it for my own good."
"That creep!" I was glad to see that she knew whom I was talking about. I just couldn't bring myself to write Cal's name down. "You didn't forgive him, did you? We have so much to catch up on, Morgan."
"Of course I didn't forgive him. I will never forgive him. We should get together sometime to catch up on everything. I have so much to tell you!" I realized that was an understatement, because Bree still didn't know that I had been adopted, or that I had practically killed Hunter, or that I found Maeve Riordan's Book of Shadows and was reading it and finding out a lot of stuff about my birth parents.
When it came time to go home, Mary K. came running up to me and told me that she was catching a ride home with Jaycee and I looked at her suspiciously until she assured me that there would be no Bakker. In the end, I finally let her go, and she went off happily with her best friend. I decided that I would go to Practical Magick for a while, instead of going home to an empty house. Well, it wouldn't be totally empty. Dagda, my little grey kitten would be there, but he wouldn't talk to me.
I got into Das Boot and drove to Red Kill and parked right in front of the little shop. As I entered the shop, the smells of rose, jasmine and other aromas of that sort greeted me. I smiled as my eyes adjusted to the dimness. I loved shopping here, even though it burned a hole in my wallet.
Both David and Alyce were working today, and I got smiles from both of them. I was starting to wonder if I was their favourite customer. There weren't many people in the shop, and I was glad, because then maybe I would get the chance to talk to Alyce that way.
My eyes skimmed the bookshelves. I saw all sorts of titles to choose from, but I wanted a specific one. I went over to the plant section and looked at the titles on that self: Magickal Plants and Where to Find Them, Magickal Plants and Their Many Uses, How To Grow Magickal Herbs. I grabbed the last one, and then went to pay for it. But then I remembered that I was running low on candles, so I went over to the table where the candles stood on display. And I saw the last person that I wanted to see there. Well, one of the last people that I wanted to see.
Hunter Niall stood at the candle table with a dark blue candle in his hand. He turned to see me standing in front of him, and set his green eyes on me. Why him? I returned his gaze with my own brown eyes. Then I reached out for a tall, cream coloured pillar candle. I looked at the price tag, and put the candle back.
"Morgan," Hunter said to me.
"What?"
"How are you feeling?" he asked. I never noticed how cute his English accent sounded. Wait a minute. Why do I keep thinking these things? Hunter is NOT cute, and neither is his voice, and I was only glad he was with me on that night because he helped me with Mary K. I was only glad that I hadn't killed him because that meant that I wouldn't have him on my conscience. But why was I glad to see him here and now?
"Let's see, my boyfriend tried to kill me over the weekend after I broke up with him," I replied coolly. "So how am I feeling? Hmm. As good as I can be for almost being burned alive by the guy that I thought was my muirn beatha dan."
"I'm sorry," he said.
"Go on. Say it."
"Say what? What are you talking about, Morgan?"
"Say, 'I told you so.' You told me Cal was evil, you were sent to investigate him and Selene Belltower, you were from the Council, and I wouldn't believe you, so say it. Tell me that you told me so, and that I'm just a stubborn girl who knows nothing about magick." I crossed my arms against my chest, hugging the book to me, willing myself not to cry.
"I won't say it. I had no intention of saying that. It isn't polite."
"Since when do you care about being polite?" I snapped, and instantly regretted my curtness. "Sorry," I whispered. "I'm sorry, Hunter, I'm just upset at the whole world for ruining the one good thing that I had going for me. I lost Bree, Mary Kathleen, mom, and dad around the same time, and I don't know if I can handle losing Cal, too." Why was I telling him all of this? Why did I think he would care?
Forget the candle, I thought and went to the front to pay for my book. David smiled grimly at me. Both he and Alyce knew more about me than I did, and I was sure that he knew what I was thinking about that moment. I paid him for the book and hurried out to my car and blinked in the brightness outside compared to the lighting inside Practical Magick. It didn't take long with my magesight assisting me.
I could feel myself changing, somehow, though I couldn't really explain it. In the past two months my whole entire life changed in ways that I couldn't have imagined in my wildest dreams. I'd had the biggest fight I'd ever had with Bree and temporarily lost her friendship, I'd had my first kiss and my first boyfriend, found out that I was a blood witch, made friends with people I thought would never talk to me as long as they lived, had my first break-up, gotten a kitten, thrown a ceremonial dagger into Hunter's neck, nearly killing him. I had almost been killed, and found out that I had been adopted, and now I felt like I wasn't even close to being done going through the changes.