Their first three days of school were good for them. Megana's favorite class was "Foods for Life." Her teacher, Mrs. Doherty, was nice, so far. Rachelia never had a favorite class, she enjoyed English mainly because her teacher was gone. Rachelia had trouble in school when she was in middle school, so her mother got her a "peer counselor" also because of her love for fire.
Friday came and Megana packed her black duffel back with favorite Evanescence T-shirt, some jeans, and underwear. She made sure she had her music for later when they would spar.
Megana and Rachelia would often spend their time sparing with each other. They never really liked any other kinds of sports. They were just too dull for words. They enjoyed sparing because they loved the thought of violence. Sparing was their thing.
Megana was within walking distance of Rachelia's house, so she walked. Megana loved to walk; it was her own thing. She loved the wind blowing her raven hair out of or into her face. It made her feel alive.
Five minutes after setting out Megana tripped and fell. After getting back up she noticed what had tripped her. It was a pendant on the ground. She bent down to pick it up. Once her finger touched the cold puter she had the wildest sensation. She felt like some one had left it for her. She stood up and examined the object. The pendant was made from puter and it was the shape of a pentagram. Along the circle that surrounded it the symbols of the zodiac were engraved. And the at each point of the star was a small blue stone, five in all. She quickly shoved it into her pocket and ran the rest of the way to Rachelia's house.