"Oh really?" Oracle asked slowly and I resisted the urge to squirm. Of course, I was planning to sneak downstairs to watch TV but she didn`t need to know that.
"I just need a drink, I promise that I`ll come back and finish my work," I said.
Standing from my chair, I made my way to the door knob when Oracle called out for me. Stopping, I turned my head to the left in way to show that I was listening," It is important for you to master your magic but your normal academics need to be at the same pace. Remember, even witches need to blend these days by getting educated and a job."
"I know," I whispered and left with a nod.
When I was finally outside, I bit my lip while making my way down the hallway. So I was a bit slow when it came to math but who cares? Witches probably didn`t need to know trigonometry to cast spells. Right?
Shaking away the thoughts of math, I continued down past Grams` room. Her room lights were on so I deduced that either she was asleep already or she wasn`t staying the night. Grams had her own busy schedule so she didn`t stay with us all the time. She just made time to see us whenever she could and mum and dad didn`t mind at all.
On my way downstairs, I took extra care to quiet as possible for fear that mum would hear me and ask me to do something or dad would question me about my school work.
When I was about to take my last step, I heard mum and dad whispering to each other harshly the words 'Initiation' and 'Witches'. I paused and tilted my head to the side in an effort to hear them clearly. Stepping closer to the wall and keeping as silent as possible I was able to catch heard the rest of the conversation.
"It`s not safe, they`re close to us and the Super Moon will drive them insane," Dad insisted with a harsh whisper. I frowned. Who were they?
"But Andromeda promised that they won`t bother us," Mum insisted. Again, another question. Who was Andromeda?
I heard sigh before dad spoke again, "I`m worried. She has no experience with interacting with other teenagers her age. What if she doesn`t like the life of the witches in the Mansion there?"
"She will adapt, she`s strong."
"She`s only going to be seventeen."
Suddenly Oracle appeared in front of me and I shriek.
"I thought you were getting your drink," Oracle reminded me with a swish of her tail.
Biting back my curses, I glared down at her as my mum rounded the corner and shook her head at me.
"I was thirsty," I explained as I maneuvered around her and Oracle before making my way to the kitchen where dad was waiting with his arms folded over his chest and daddy-disappointment face on.
"Are you done with your work?" Dad asked as I stopped before him.
"Well…I…" I stuttered.
Dad held up his left hand told stop me, "Choose your next works really carefully young lady because if I go upstairs right now and I see an incomplete sheet of work, you`re going to be grounded from now until your ceremony."
My jaw dropped as I struggled to find the words needed to deal with this injustice, "What…" TI turned to get help from mum but she simply mirrored his stance.
Sighing, I bit my lower lip and shook my head.
Dad pointed to the fridge," Get your drink and go back upstairs. Finish your work and pack your bags before going to bed. No TV or internet tonight."
"Yes sir," I mumbled and did what I was told. That didn`t mean I wasn`t curious about what mum and dad were talking about. When I questioned and pestered Oracle, she simply ignored till she got tired and disappeared from my room. Seeing that I wasn`t going to get any answers tonight, I did what I was instructed and tried to finish my math work. Emphasis on the work 'tried.'
Studying and finishing my math work took me two painful hours plus another hour of packing led to me sleeping at one AM in the morning but that wasn`t a problem. As long as I didn`t sleep at three AM I was going to be fine. Three AM bed times were frowned upon by my mum and Grams.
When sleep finally took hold of me, that was when the dream hit me again. Now these dreams have been happening for a while now. Since from when I could remember my dreams and begin to describe them. I was inside a room and I could see and older version of myself sitting on the floor in front of a set of French windows. They were opened, and the sunlight was streaming in. The older me was singing and gazing outside where a huge forest was stretched out. I could hear the sound of piano being played and my older version smiled when the music hit a particular note. I was dressed in a huge white gown that looked like something from the old age and my hair was big and thick.
The music then stopped and I watched the older me turn with a smile before holding her hand out as if she wanted the pianist to join her. I never got to see his face because then, I was yanked out of the dream.
I sucked in a huge breath as my mother shook me gently. Blinking the sleepiness away, I groaned in time to hear her laugh.
"Wake up, it`s ten AM, we need to leave at lunch time and you need to eat," Mum said as I sat up and checked the time on my clock.
Sighing, I fell back into bed and smiled. It seemed like a really great dream. I honestly felt the emotions of that room and older dream me felt happy. Like she was in the safest, happiest place in her life.
"Someone's smiling, "Mum mused as she turned form my closet with my clothes for the day hand.
"I had a great dream, mum… and I didn`t want to wake up," I revealed.
"Must have been a good dream," Mum mused.
"It was okay," I said.
And another thing, I haven't told anyone in my family of the dreams. Why? Because some part of me feels like it`s not for them to know. Like, it wasn`t right and that the dreams needed to be protected. Even from my family.