CHAPTER FOURTEEN: AN OFFICIAL CITIZEN
It's two weeks later, and Zavier and I are an 'item' now. Even though she's only seventeen, she's a lot more mature than that, both mentally and emotionally. I turn twenty-eight in a few weeks, and she keeps hinting that she's gonna get me something realy cool. I'm not so sure, but I hope it isn't that game I saw in the mall the first time we hung out together. She's figured out a lot of the problems with my old computer now, and she types on it a lot. Mostly stories of her past life and adventures, like killing and thrillers and fantasy's. She's grown quite accustomes to her new body and she loves to show it off. Like just the other day, she showed me how she could jump, by jumping off the roof of the apartment building. Her wings aren't big enough to fly, but they are big enough to glide. She landed without a problem. The other day, we went to the city hall and Zavier got an official Hidden City I.D. card. It signified that she is now a full member of the monster world, and the human world is no longer hers. She lives with me now, and has agreed with Macy that she'll help pay the rent, even though I objected.
"Hey, Randall!" she called
brightly. I'm in the kitchen, making a cake. She turns eighteen
tomorrow. "Hey, Zavey. Look, why don't you wait in the living
room a sec?" I suggested. "Kay." she said. Trying to
hurry now, I used all four arms and lifted the white cake out of the
oven. I set it on the counter and pulled some plastic wrap over it.
Next, I stuck it in the fridge, behind as many things as I
can.
"Okay,
come on in." I called. She came in, wearing a jacket and her
hair tied back with one of her own scrunchie things. She handed me a
newspaper and I took it. I looked a tthe front page and smile. It had
an article about the city of Greenleaf Park, where that factory was.
It reported that it had caught fire, and several bodies had been
found, including those of the octupus and the orange furred one I 'd
knocked out. It also stated that a few bodies apeared to have been
dead for months, if not several years. "My sister and father are
finally at rest." I said to myself. Zavier smiled too, revealing
long, sharp fangs. "You ready to turn eighteen?" I asked,
smiling and putting an arm around her shoulder. She looked up at me
and smiled again. "I've been ready to turn eighteen since I was
fifteen." she replied. It still felt wonderfull to finally have
someone I could talk to. "And y'know what?" she asked. "No,
what?" I played along. "For the first time on my life, I'm
happy to be alive, and happy it's almost my birthday." she
said.
I rolled my
eyes. She could be so annoyingly poetic at times, but I endured it.
After all, that was what friends did; they annoyed each other. We
walked into the living room to finish watching a movie.
THE END
NOTE: Hope ya liked it. This is just a first part, too. If ya wanna hear the second part to it, well, sorry, you'll have to wait, I gotta ask Sean and /or Joy to borrow a few things, but no more hints here!.