The Embrace of the Frostborn

The piercing sound of the alarm bursts my eardrums. Finally, jolting me awake I shut to damn alarm clock off. I still wanna stay in bed, it"s too cozy. I get out of the comforter reluctantly and make my way to the bathroom to start my morning routine. The realization of the time finally hits me, prompting me to switch into a hyper-energetic mode. I glance at the clock; it’s five minutes past six thirty already. Instantly, I kick into high gear, ready to speed through the chores. I have got to leave before am too late, by hook or by crook. “You always get us late, Scar!” my father whines, addressing me using my nickname. My father often drops me off at school today is one such day. We are on our way and I have yet again got us late. “It wasn’t my fault, Dad.” Of course, it was, it always is. My parents embody perfection in every way possible. In addition, as a cherry on the icing I have a sister whose name, I’m sure, is about to enter this yet another unnecessary, unimportant, and seemingly incessant argument that feels like the most repeated thing in the entire world. “Being late occasionally is still alright, but how do you manage that every single day? No, Scar, this is unacceptable. Just look at Sam, she"s always punctual.,” here we go. “Not that she"s any better than you are, you both are very good kids but just be careful with punctuality.” Here we go, Samantha, or Sam at times like these, is the twin of my favorite sibling and my elder sister, 3 years ahead of me. I sigh loudly and dad bursts out laughing followed by my giggles. “That’s exactly what mom would have said!” We both exclaim together midway laughing. Between the laughs and giggles, I couldn’t help myself from thinking that my life began even before I was born into this family. And that my life will go on even after my life gets over as part of this family. Sometimes I end up dreading the moment my fake family will realize who I am, when they’ll get to know that the girl they raised and loved as their own pure blood is someone who has no roots in their clan. It’s heart-breaking to imagine living without mom, dad, Sam, Alex and most of all, Seanthair. It’s as if I am so addicted to their love that sometimes I wish I wasn’t the person I actually am. Dad honks twice to pull me out of my chain of thoughts and I realize we were already in the driveway as I hop off. Waving a quick bye at him I run into the building. The bell has already gone off when I enter the school premises. I rush to my class already running late. I am anxious, it’s our first day after the long Autumn break and I just don’t wanna mess it. New people, new faculty and top of all Monica’s childhood friend Nat and I have been looking forward to meeting. It’s just scary. I am having a strong feeling this childhood friend is someone I know, someone I can’t afford to have close to me, not this time. In class, I sit next to Natalie and Monica"s seated in the seat in front of me; my best friends. The day is literally dragging on and on! Minutes feel like hours… hours feel like days, if this is going to be the same every day, I can be sure that the week is going to feel like Darren’s curse. Finally, the bell decides to heed to my prayers and buzzes off for recess. It is not that I don’t enjoy school or I couldn’t focus on my studies, it’s about me. I am feeling cold today which is impossible unless… “Scar, what"s wrong?” Natalie asks me. Today"s different from the rest; I don’t understand how this is even possible. “I am feeling a little cold.” I try to end the conversation before it begins. “You are feeling cold? Scar that"s not even a possibility! Do you think it"s because of the court’s rumor? Do you think it"s possible? Is… Is this when you tell me the rumor was true?” Well, I guess I failed at my attempt. “Nat, I know what you are talking about and I would love to let you know that I don’t believe it.” “But-” she stops mid-sentence and widens her eyes dramatically. I turn around to see why she"s so shocked- “NO!” I scream.