Of Fire and Ice
Again no owning of the W.I.T.C.H characters but I do own the plot.
Chapter 6
Everything gets really sober at home. Dad doesn't have the smile he uses to and my brother begins to stay at home more. Mom doesn't have the comforting gentle look in her eyes. Each looks at me in worry and love in their eyes. 'I wish they didn't have to worry so much. Tina wasn't bad she just…' I just fork at the food mom cooked for us. I see mom's eyes looking dead into mine as she asks, "Taranee sweetheart are you ok? You haven't touched your meal it's your favorite."
I just look at mom and nod. It is useless for me to say anything. I'm too confused I thought Tina was my friend. Even thought she didn't mean to do…whatever she did. Am I too weird for anyone to be friends with and am I just a shadow on the wall? I manage to eat to get their worrying eyes off of me. 'Maybe I have cooteys or maybe my glasses scares people. I try so hard to make friends…I tried to not be as whatever I am. Nothing ever works what is wrong with me?' A tear goes to fall but wipe it up with a collar of my shirt. Peter sighs and asks, "Mom do you think our whole family has a disease or something?"
She nearly chokes on her food and asks, "Peter what ever gives you that idea? Of course not…it's just that we have to work a little harder that's all." Mom looks at Dad for help.
He nods and says, "We're no different from any other family. Peter, why would you think that we have a disease?"
He sighs and says; "Well our little Taranee is having a hard time making any kind of friends. She tries to talk more but each kid just turns their nose up at her. She's a brat true but she hasn't hurt anyone. Now she ends up sick after a girl she tries to befriends. There is something wrong? I don't know about you but I'm beginning to think people don't want us here."
Both our parents sigh in defeat at my bros comment. The mood changed to really sober it was hard for me to breath. I ask, "How about we play a small game between girls and boys? Come on its too sad in here we need something to cheer up on."
Mom smiles and says, "That's a wonderful idea my Tranty doodle bug. Come on Pete and you too honey it will be fun." I couldn't help but giggle at my moms nick name. It sounds crazy but I'm glad I did something right. We get the ball and as usual we went first we're known as the women. We make a few and so did the guys. We finally get to final shot that determines the game. Mom goes and shoots the ball but all of a sudden a grave looking man steps on the court with weird cold eyes.
I'm sorry this is so short but it's a very interesting chapter. I'm always happy to get some writing done no matter what but sometimes I lose the passion to write. Please don't hate me but I'm now a W.I.T.C.H fan I will continue writing stories on W.I.T.C.H. so no worries there.
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