A normal life

My sisters transport

The week flew by so fast. I wish it didn’t. I need to work on my acting skills a bit more. I need to stop crying myself to sleep every night. Maybe I should make up a bed on the other side of the castle where no one will hear me. She will be arriving soon. Truth be told I missed her, and I am happy to see her.

It is almost midday. Her car should be here any time now.

Yes, we drive cars and busses just like you. Same factory same design. The only difference is that our technology is a bit more advanced than most planets. Here is an example, on earth they still use fuel to ignite the sparks inside the engine. I know the right fuel. I do not think I have heard of fuel used for that in any car produced in the last millennia, or ever. The rumor is they started building electric cars. I can’t get over that. Electric cars.

I remember my gran had one of those old self-driving cars. It was okay but no fun. How do you race when you do not drive it yourself? I am so glad that came and went as fast as it did. Compressed carbonated fumes work so much better.

My sister has been saving up for hers for so long. Working winter jobs as a model paid off. It also contributed quite a bit to her popularity. Why do only short girls get to do that? Apparently, I was too tall and no one wants to see a tall skinny girl in the industry. My dad always said the only way he could trust us driving is if we bought our own first cars. That way we would appreciate it more, making us drive safer as not to damage it.

Or something like that. The only time we really feel like royalty is when driving with our parents. They don’t own a lot of vehicles, but they do own the best. Being royal means being wise and making difficult life decisions. The car you drive should mirror your wisdom.

And yet I am still stuck in the school bus.

Hoot, Hoot

That is her alright, always too lazy to call the guards.

Not like they could not see her. Announcing her arrival with a loud noise. The sound system could have done the same. How does one listen to motivational speakers while driving I will never understand but with almost no music it is not like there are many options. I think the entire village can hear her. The bigger the gates open the more difficult my berating becomes. I really hope I can keep my composure, keep the secret. About 22 minutes later she came walking in the door. Had to make her grand entrance of course.

“Nessy. I am so glad you are here I have missed you so much. Wolfy (Wolrainen) has gotten so big since you left, he even lost his first pup tooth”

Nessy: “Calm down. I have not been gone that long. Besides, you seem way too excited for a weekend visit.”

“Sorry, I’m only glad you are here.”

Nessy: “I am very missable, and I am excited to be home. Fine, I missed you too. So, I heard dad got you, two new guards? If the rumors are true. They are quite the gentleman. And from what I heard, an incredibly attractive gentleman at that. When are you going to introduce me?”

“Two? That is news. I have only met once and if the other two didn’t have to go with you then I wouldn’t need them. How are Mickealen and Samarintia by the way?”

Nessy: “They are perfect and our suspicions were true about those two. The truth finally came out.”

“About them being in love?”

Nessy: “No about Samarintia being stronger than Mickealen. They had to practice close to my dorm and I spied a little. She won hands down. And well, yes, that too. They kissed after the training”

“I knew it. And well I knew it”

Nessy laughing.

“I have not met the second new guard but if he looks anything like Anthonieos I can’t wait.”

Nessy: “First name basis already huh? And secondly, how do you know it is a he?

“I don’t but one can dream. Plus, you just called them gentlemen”

Nessy: “Darn, I am such a spoilsport. So, you are finally over your Pieterre crush it seems?

“Not over, but it is frozen somewhere with the meat in the kitchen, awaiting a spark to ignite it again someday.

Nessy: “Or at least defrost a little.”

“Exactly. But for now, I am young, and I have to start having a bit of fun don’t you agree? Pieterre has been spending way too much time with dad lately. Almost like the son he never had.”

(Or could have if our brother lived here. No don’t start!)

Nessy: “So he is kind of in the friend zone now?”

“I guess you could say that.”

Nessy: “But have you two never even...?”

“Oh no, never. Every time I try to touch him in a flirtatious manner he moves away. Almost as if he has a wall up separating us. Similar to the wall we have in front of the Woodlands.”

Nessy: “So it is kind of like you are from two different worlds but only from your planet his looks good and from his, yours looks like a meteor about to destroy him.”

“Well that was rude, why did I miss you again. I forgot how ruthless you could be. Mom should be waiting for you. She is even more excited than I was about your visit. Go disappoint her as you did me. See you soon.”

She leaves the room to go and talk to mom.

Wow. That was hard. Not as hard as I thought it would be but still. I think a distraction might not be a terrible idea. And what better distraction than a well-built, pointy-eared hunk of an elf by the name of Anthonieos. Before Nessy gets her claws into him. Once that happens, I will not stand a chance.

I know I said no boys but honestly, I did not think finding myself would mean completely contradicting who I am. I thought maybe figuring out what my real favorite color is or what my future plans are in life. Not if I will ever get to meet my half-brother or of how dangerous my curse is. Can it really be that bad? If I have had it all my life and still don’t know about it and well it has not affected me in any way up to this point, that I am aware of at least. Then maybe a boy. Well, let us put it this way. He could not complicate things any more than they already are.