Soooo I decided to share a random chapter from a book I am working on (slowly).
Just a little background before you decide to read. David is the main character’s (Zoe) best friend and there is no attraction there at all (on either side).
The main character has been trying to learn to control her magical powers (and it’s not going that smoothly). Trinity is the main character’s best friend but a normal human and so has to be kept in the dark (and this has put an odd strain on the friendship).
Especially since Trinity likes Lucas, who has been thrown into Zoe’s life as her future ‘trainer/protector’.
Okay… I hope that helps with the chapter I’m sharing. 😛 This is still ‘draft’ form, so please forgive the grammar/spelling errors.
I’d love feedback.
Seven whole weeks. Pain, sweat and tears. Torture, burns and laughs. Seven weeks of training and still I feel as if I know nothing about magic.
The house needs a new porch because I burned down our old one. Two windows in the back must be replaced because Lucas and David got a little too frustrated in their millionth attempt to teach me how to balance the nature around me, that we got a rock through one and a branch through another.
I think Aunt Tabs might be drinking—heavily.
On top of it all, I feel sore in places one should not feel sore—my brain, heart and soul—if mine exists. They hurts all the time, and the nosebleeds are a lot more frequent. I haven’t learned much in seven weeks, and yet I feel like I’ve been to hell and back.
The house is proof of this.
What’s worse is that the gap between Trinity and I is growing.
No longer does she sit with us at lunch, finding it too awkward to be around both David and Lucas, and since Lucas and David refuse to leave my side … yeah.
She sits with the other cheerleaders now, and barely head bobs me when we run into each other. I note the betrayal in her eyes, and I want to make it all better, but I can’t.
I can’t say a word.
I can’t defend why I am spending all my time with David and Lucas.
It doesn’t help that Lucas is always around me, even when David isn’t around, which is becoming more and more frequent. David is starting to give the reins over to Lucas, which means he’s preparing himself to let go.
I’m not though.
David is home to me. Lucas is … I don’t know what Lucas is. All our time together has made me see him in a different light, and I am mad that I enjoy his company. He takes his duties seriously, never crosses any lines, and yet I feel this magnetic pull that both of us are trying desperately to ignore.
As predicted, the explosion at school was pinned on faulty wiring. Humans are pretty gullible to believe it, but no one has mentioned the incident in two weeks.
I never see the other Watchers at school, but I feel them. I feel their stares, their curiosity about me and even some of their animosity.
I asked Aunt Tabs about that last one and got another long story about rivalry families, and how protective some Watchers are of their patron families. I guess it makes sense.
By the end of the seventh week, I am ready to give one of these rivalry families the crown.
“Zoe?” Trin’s tentative voice calls out from behind me.
“Huh?” I jolt awake.
She chuckles and I smile—how I’ve missed her laugh.
“Were you just sleeping?” She sounds amused.
I wipe the drool forming in the corner of my mouth. I look around and notice I’m still in the library. I had to threaten Lucas with castration for him to leave me alone today at lunch. I needed a breather big time.
I flush red. “I guess so. How embarrassing.” I frown.
She laughs again and it shoots right to my heart. I hate keeping stuff from her.
“I wasn’t going to bother you, but I wanted to see how you are doing. I see you got your cast removed,” she adds sadly.
I wave my cast-free arm around. “I almost feel naked now without it.”