KIERA
“Come on. Get up, get moving.” Brigid had exclaimed when she snuck into my room this morning. She managed to take it so far as to throw the comforter off of me. I rolled over and glared at her.
“And you say that I need manners?”
“Oh, you heard that? I’m impressed!” She stated gleefully, “I’m glad you are learning new things about your powers every day. Now get up. I’m getting you out of here.” She announced as she strolled over to the windows and separated the curtains, allowing the light to cascade throughout the room.
“Brigid, you heard what happened the last time someone tried dragging me out of here ‘for my own good’.” I replied with lazy finger quotes. She turned back to me with her hands on her hips.
“That was you having a choice. You don’t have one now.”
I sat up i
