The Witches Light

*Unknown Boy’s perspective* I hope she is at the park again today, if only I could speak to her. It was school holidays and I was walking quickly to reach the park in anticipation to see the beautiful girl again, maybe this time I would get the courage to talk to her. I had first seen her last week there at the park next to the orphanage. That’s when I noticed that she was special, special like me, and she is breathtakingly beautiful with long curly black hair to the middle of her back, big bright green eyes, a wide smile and a contagious laugh. Since that day I knew that I had to speak to her, get to know her, there was something about her. Of course I couldn’t tell my family about her, they were snobs when it came to commoners, they pride themselves in our long ancestral history.   I was walking around the corner to the park when I saw her, she was playing on the monkey bars, she kept doing this trick which amazed all the other kids, where she would start to swing on the last monkey bar back and forth until she would swing so high that she swung all the way around to land on top of the monkey bars, ever so gracefully I might add. The other kids couldn’t work out how she kept doing it, but I knew, knew that she was special. I had seen her do other things too, like picking flowers that hadn’t yet opened and then all of a sudden they were at perfect bloom in her hair, yes she was definitely special. I decided to stand next to a tree to pretend to be watching all of the kids when I would just be watching her, and those beautiful green eyes. How would I tell her, this is what I had been contemplating since I had first seen her, I assumed that she lived in the orphanage as she was dressed like the other kids, wearing a grey smock and basic black shoes that had obviously been handed down, I wondered how long she has been in the orphanage, and if she knew her parents, on one hand she might already know what she is, on the other and unfortunately the more likely she had no idea and would think I am a liar. Yes, this would have to be delicate, she must have been tired now, as she had sat down underneath a large oak tree in the park to read a book, lucky for me that tree was only a couple of metres away so I didn’t have to move.   Back to how I tell her… it could go two ways, she might think I am crazy and tell me to keep away from her, this is what frightened me most and probably why I hadn’t said anything to her yet. If I could tell her the right way then maybe just maybe she would want to hang out with me instead of these pathetic humans, if only they knew how special we really were. I wondered would it frighten them or amaze them. It was at that moment one of the human boys decided they wanted the attention of the girl and threw a ball at her while she wasn’t looking. He was tall for his age, must of been around 15 a couple years older than the girl, he was clearly taken with her, lucky for me she didn’t seem to pay any attention to his good looks like the other girls did. I was furious when I noticed him throwing the ball at her, I couldn’t help my reaction.   *The Girl’s perspective*   There I was minding my own business sitting on a patch of grass leaning up against my favourite oak tree in the park reading a book that I had borrowed from the library, it was one of my favourite romance novels, I dreamed about having my own fairy tale ending. Life had been so cruel so far nothing like a fairy tale, you see I lived at St Mary’s Orphanage in Aberdeen, Scotland. Sister Louise found me sitting on the doorstep when I was 4yrs old, that was 8 years ago now, ever since I lived in this orphanage, where we were could eat, sleep and live as long as we completed our chores, if we fell behind the punishments were harsh, one boy had received the cane 50 times, and lost any play time for a week. I always managed to keep on top of my work though and always tried to help the others when the Sisters weren’t looking. I often spent time dreaming about my parents and what life would be like with them today, I had tried researching many times to find out what happened to them but their disappearance is still a mystery along is how I ended up on the doorstep.   Today however was a beautiful day, I was out playing in the park again and am currently sitting underneath my favourite spot to read, I had sat her so frequently that the grass had grown used to my shape which is what makes it so comfortable, I was a chapter into the book however not long after Jamie, another boy from St Mary’s Orphanage a few years older than me, decided that he was bored and that it was time to play his favourite game ‘pick on Thea’ and threw a ball at me, somehow the ball didn’t hit me in the face but managed to curve just before it reached me to come in contact with the tree next to my head. This was strange as he usually had quite a good aim, but then again I do seem to be pretty lucky when it comes to that sort of thing. That’s when a boy I didn’t know came over from a nearby tree, he was furious with Jamie and wanted to make sure I was okay. He yelled at Jamie for throwing the ball at me when I wasn’t looking and that he was lucky it didn’t actually get me, then he turned to me.   “Hi, my name is Camdyn; you can call me Cam if you like”. He was well dressed, obviously from a good home with the latest sneakers, and a very expensive looking watch. He was tall, broad shouldered and had wavy dark brown hair cut with short back and sides, with kind brown eyes.   “Hi Cam, I’m Thea it’s nice to meet you.” I said to him. “You didn’t have to stick up for me, he does it all the time, he just gets bored I’m used to it.” Camdyn is frowning looking down at his shoes, I wonder if I just offended him. “Thank you” I quickly added just in case I had offended him.   *Camdyn’s Perspective* Okay that’s not how I planned to greet her, I wonder if she noticed that I made the ball change directions, of course she doesn’t know what I am so how could she. Okay what do I do now? I should say something…. But what do I say? This silence is too awkward, say something… Before I could help it I blurted it out. “You’re special you know; I’ve been watching you.” Instantly I regretted my choice of words, Thea looks surprised and a little worried, I’ve said the wrong thing, I’ve either upset her or she is going to think I am a stalker. “I mean not in a creepy way, I have just noticed you at the park a few times, I’m special too.” Emphasising I’m special too hoping to peak her interest and pleading that she can see in my eyes that I mean no harm. This is not how I wanted it to go, we stood there silent which felt like an eternity. “Maybe I should go” and with that I turned around disappointed to walk away when she said quietly “What do you mean special?” Thea’s expression was lost in thought, as if she was debating if she should be offended or if I was being genuine. “It will be easier for me to show you, can I show you?” I replied. “Show me what?” She said sceptically. “What I can do. But it would need to be more private not out in the open for everyone to see. Follow me over to the other side of the park near the trees as I don’t want to draw too much attention from the others” I replied with excitement building in my voice, it felt like I was turning it around, she might not think I am crazy after all.   *Thea’s perspective* I don’t know what to do, this situation seems very strange, I mean he said he has been watching me, what sort of creep does that, then again it could be another joke that the orphanage boys have lined up, I wouldn’t put it past Jamie. Yet something is telling me that I should go with him, like he isn’t lying, that I can trust him. I take a moment to ponder my thoughts for a moment and Cam is patiently waiting for me, he isn’t trying to push me, that’s a good sign. “Okay, but this better not be a joke.” I reply. “Great” Cam replies with great enthusiasm the worry lifting from his face and a bounce in his step. I silently follow Cam across the park to the tree line, where Cam walks behind a large bush covered in flower buds, these flowers were my favourite when they were in bloom which lucky enough I had the knack for picking them at the right time about to bloom, Cam gestured for me to sit in front of him, he was sitting with his legs crossed with a huge smile on his face. I nervously walk over still unsure what this is all about and sit down in front of him but enough to keep my distance, this definitely doesn’t look like a joke, so what is he going to show me? To my surprise he pulls off one of the flower buds and when he lays it out in his hand for me it blooms so that it is the perfect flower. “I’ve never met anyone else that had the same intuition, as to when they are about to bloom.” I reply and without know what I was doing I kneel down; Cam let out a laugh. “That’s because we are special.” He said with glee. I reach out to grab the flower as he says “there’s more” and just like that when I was about to grab the flower, it turned into a butterfly and flew away. “How did you do that?” I gasped in amazement with my eyes wide and mouth hanging open. And there was no way that I ever could have guessed what he was about to say next. “Well isn’t it obvious? Magic.”