"Travis Earlthan!" I heard Dad's shout. I ran to my room as fast as I can.
We're like this every single day. We've been practicing for ages!
For pete's sake, give me a break!
I heard his loud knocks from my door.
"Come on, you need to practice." He said while leaning at my door.
"I don't want to! I'm not special as you, can't I just live normally?" I asked him. I just wanted to have a normal life, a peaceful life, no ghosts or any kind of creatures around me.
Daddy just sighed before leaving. Why are we like this?!
We're not witches nor sorcerer, we're the family who sees and speaks to souls. We also have a capacity to be with fairies and other mytical creatures.
I am not that kind of scared, I just can't deal with it. Every day I need to be with Calista. All I just want to be is normal, a normal teenage kid who follows his dream. But they're the hinder.
I heard another knock at my door.
"Travis, son." I heard Mom's voice but it was calm and sincere. Unlike Dad who shouts all day and keep on scolding me.
"Yes?" I responded.
"Your Dad told me everything about earlier." She said before sitting in the corner of my bed.
"I want to be a normal teenager, Mom." I said.
"You're not normal, we, we're not normal." Mom said.
"I know, that's why I don't want to keep on practicing. I don't need it if I wish to be a normal teen." I said before I went outside of my room.
I thought my life would be peaceful as heaven, I never dreamed of having a life would be worst as hell.
I hate this, I hate my life, I hate everyone!
"Where are you going?" Calista asked when I was about to open the gate.
"Stop following me, for once." I said.
"I'm asking where are you going not where I am going." She said.
"To get some air?" I said awkwardly, can't I just be alone? She's always at my side.
"I need to follow you, and make sure you're safe, that's your father's order." She said, she came out of the gate before me.
"Oh! Come on!" I shouted in disbelief and closed the gate before walking with Calista.
"Don't you have nothing to do?" I asked irritatingly at her.
"I have—to guide you." She said.
"Instead of that," I keep my patience.
"To follow you." She said while she kept on following me.
"Something not about me!" I shouted slightly, some people might hear me. They'll think that I'm crazy since they can't see Calista.
"Hmm, none." I hit my forehead.
"Are you ready for tomorrow?" She asked while we sat in the corner of the road.
"Maybe?" I said unsurely and smiled at her bitterly.
"I'm always here, even at your school. So you don't have to worry about." She said that made my eyes widened.
"What?! You're coming?! No, no, no." I stopped her while shooking my head.
"That's your Dad's order—did you remember your bullies last year? You've been bullied for that entire year right? You didn't fought back, you just let them to bully and hurt you." She said seriously. Don't worry about that. I wish my bullies had moved school.
"Okay, okay—I don't have a choice but to let you come with me at school." I rolled my eyes.
"Don't do that! You look like a gay." She said that made us both laugh.
After our long conversation, we decided to go home. Maybe we will be scolded and it will be late.
"Where have you been?" Dad asked seriously.
"On the side of the road." I said weakly before sitting down at the dining table.
"Are you sure of your decision to continue studying here?" Daddy asked.
"Yes, Dad." I replied briefly before taking a bite.
"Don't you want to homeschool again?" Mom asked.
"I'm fine there, I'm learning more in real school." I promised them with a smile. Mom nodded.
"Good luck for tomorrow, Travis." My older brother Trent said. I smiled at him and continued my food.
I went up to the room to fix things. I have packed my bag, I will carry books and other things that a normal student carries.
I can't just believe that I'm in Grade 12. Once I passed this year I'll be done in high school and I can proceed to college.
I haven't been able to say goodbye to Mom about that but before school ends, I must have said goodbye. Because maybe when I graduate, I'll let them know.
I need their conscience because they're my family. I'm kind of doubting if they'll allow me but I want to try.
Mom might allow me but Dad, I don't have a hope.