Something is wrong with me. Or maybe… something is waking up. I can’t tell the difference anymore.
It’s three days until my birthday. Three days until Halloween. Three days until everything changes — even if I don’t fully understand what “everything” means yet. But my magic knows. It’s acting strange. Buzzing under my skin. Sparking when I’m emotional. Pulling toward things I don’t understand. And worst of all? It keeps dragging me toward Noah.
It started yesterday. Every time he walked into a room, my magic… reacted. Like a warm hum in my chest. Like a magnet snapping into place. Like something inside me recognized him before my brain did. It’s wrong. It’s weird. It’s confusing. But it feels right in a way that scares me.
Today it’s worse. I can’t focus in class. I can’t breathe when h
