《Imaginary World (The half world chronicles)》Chapter 1 Moira
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Like any story, my has a beginning, middle and an end, and since it is impossible to start from the beginning, because I will have to deal with an incredible number of unreasonable events, I will begin from where I think it all started, in an ordinary day. Throughout history, it's likely to come back to events from the days before it, to explain how we still got to it and to find out who I am and who are my companions, but be patient with time we will go to the end, because as we all know there is no fairy tale without an end.
I look out the window and my eyes are instantly squeezing, too much light enters from the window. It is the beginning of May, and this room is eastward so the mornings are like a furnace. I pull the sleeves of my T-shirt as far as possibly can, drops of sweat flow over my temples, the day has just begun, and I'm already desperate for it to end. My head throbs, and the chair seems incredibly uncomfortable so I do not stop fidgeting in hope of making it better. Everything seems so annoying. Monday is that day of the week I hate no i loathe to be precise.
There are still five days till the weekend and I have to study like everybody else who's last year in high school. There is no point in telling me how I am the most ordinary girl. On the contrary, the word "ordinary" is perhaps the only word in the dictionary that can not describe me. You might wonder what so interesting to keep reading about me and why you are dealing with my thoughts, but as a start I have two unbearable math hours and I'm dying of boredom and the other is that unlike all normal people I see the world as it is and I have to make it safe for mankind. It sounds very shabby, another teenager with a mania of greatness. If only it was so. My name is Moira and my adventure started when I was 7 and I got my powers. The world in which we live is much more than what you all see, every fantasy, fiction, every spirit, mythical being, hero of a book in reality exists within our world, and you are guilty of it, you just do not know it. My and your world are at first sight the same, but they are so different. Your creations are my reality. It probably sounds very cool. It's somewhat, but on the other hand you have not seen the spirits of rapists or the Bloody Mary of the legends in the mirror when you were only 8. It's one thing to see all of this in a movie, totally different to actually happen to you. I am born with a gift. On one hand, I am incredibly happy to be just different, on the other I am dying to wake up and to be in reality, not surrounded by any creature invented by humanity.
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I look up, and of course I have been so deep in my thoughts that my beloved mathematics teacher stands just above me and looks at me disapprovingly. I see my eyes reflecting in her glasses and I hope at least this time I will not be thrown out of class. So what if I do not listen! A sigh separates from my lips. I had a long weekends including vampire killing, banishing a fairy, and scandal with my mother because I got home at 6 o'clock in the morning form the night club where I had gone to chill a little.
Saved by the bell. I pick up my bag from the floor and stuff my empty notebook in. With the fastest pacei can manage, I descend the stairs. I'm leaving the door and wondering what coffee shop will take me to read my book and miss the rest of my classes. The moment i rise my eyes - surprise, Liam sits leaning against the school's fence, smoking a cigarette, and as usual gathering the girls' numbers to record them in his little black book. My best friend is the most irreparable womanizer on this planet. I glance at him, he has beautiful green eyes that always look with a dose of soreness , small flames flashing and disappearing in seconds, ravenous black hair shaved on one side, long on top and slightly shorter on the other side, white skin and scar from the left, which passes from his temple and descends down to his chin. His hair is shaved right on this side with the obvious idea of the scar being better seen. Most girls think the scar gives him extra charm, I think it just adds to his vision of a bad boy.
He is wearing a black shirt with red buttons that show his perfect muscles when he moves, a belt with countless caps, black jeans with slightly larger back pockets, and my favorites. Leather jacket and converse with a very dark green color. The jeans are chained. Do not be fooled the chain is as much for beauty as my bracelet with metal pointed stars. At the end of the chain, I'm sure he has added the four hilt-bent nail blades at least 10 centimeters long, each of the blades is as sharp as a surgical scalpel. I notice he has black spots on his hands, he must have painted again. I smile at the thought of his room. The wall above his bed was littered with countless black and white drawings with pencils, ink and charcoal. The moment he sees me, a smile that says "hey little kid" playing on his mouth, I hate that smile, even though I'm less than 4 months younger that does not prevent him from reminding me every day i am the baby of our dysfunctional family . The swarm of girls around him gradually increases, for the love of everything unholy why me. Wonderful, with which of my classmates will he be sleeping with, I feel like I'm shaking my head. Although he has a perfect body and even the tattoo on his neck looks sexy, I can not believe that every girl is acting like a no brain bimbo around him. Like Liam, I have a tattoo, but it's on my back and it's rarely seen, but it's just as impressive maybe i should flaunt it more to get some (eyeroll).
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His choice of tattoo is not spontaneous, our tattoos are something that reminds us of who we are and what our goal is. Liam and I are a whole as Yin and Yang, both of us are representatives of hell and heaven and we have a task. If I were to be accurate, we are the Chosen ones, something like Neo in the Matrix, although the comparison should be mocked at all cause an purpose . We must find the lost crystals of Eternity, but for that later. I'm going back to the moment. Again, I'm spacing, maybe if I had slept for more than two fucking hours, I would not fall asleep with my eyes open or get pissed off so easily. Liam approaches me, and a sigh tears out of my mouth. If he is here waiting for me that means a long day is ahead , patting my purse and irritatingly I realize that I will not finish my book tonight or get my coffee. Nooo why should me and my coffee suffer.
"How are you young one?" I hear him say with a tease. If I have to be sincere I'm half-asleep and in utterly nasty mood.
"All right." - But my bitter expression just says the word. -" How did it go with the twins last night?"
"Okay, it was a long, long night?" - I see the meaningful look that he throws me. Barf just splendid, sleeping again with whichever he falls in bed with. I feel my annoyance grow. The truth is that for a year and a half I am infinitely, irrevocable, and most of all annoyingly in love with my best friend, the womanizer . I can not be more stupid. I was thinking about telling him, but after a long thought I decided I'd prefer to chew my own veins. I know I'm his type i just can't risk it. Is not that he has particularly high standards - is it walking, is it breathing, does it have a condom - it is his.
"What are the plans for today?" - silence . "Liam stop watching your notebook to choose who to sleep with tonight, just please let it not be out of my class. " -Last time three days I was listening to whine "why did not you call" "How she loved him" and "how special the night was". And if I had to be honest every time I heard how much of a special night they had spent, i got sick, even though I knew it was nothing different from others on the list, and it was still unpleasant to know that the boy I love was sleeping with someone and on top of that, then I have to listen to that girl and nod like an idiot.
"Riry, calm down, where's the fire, did you not have coffee?" He looked at me slightly startled. "We both know you're unbearable if you do not have your morning potion." He shook his head. "Don't you have more classes ?"
"As if i am going back to class!" -I hated being called Riry as if I was 5, I was totally thinking about missing the coffee comment. Even after two glasses, I still wanted to bend someone's neck.
"We have to see one of the prophets, the last trace of the crystal turned out to be total shenanigan and annoying"- Not to mention that I would not have endured a day more in Moscow during the Second World War. I sighted it as I remembered our last adventure. Two weeks, we were in the cold and misery. For two weeks, waiting for a slit to open in time. Going somewhere was easy, and Liam and I had inherited our magic, and we were already pros about how to use it, but returning was another story altogether. I did not want to see snow for centuries, unfortunately it was impossible. In Moscow it was one of the most horrendous jumps in the time I've ever experienced. People were petrified by the cold and mostly by the hunger - the Second World was in full swing, the smell of death was flowing down the street, and the icy wind drank the warmth even from your heart. The sick, the corpses on the streets and the ruins, everything was painful and even if i sound like a total spoiled brat, I was dying for a real shower with hot running water and a flat with heating. I can clean with magic but is altogether different to feel how the water flows out of the shower. Not to mention that as long as we are absent from the present, no matter week or month, when we come back we return a second after we disappear so that after two weeks in hell I returned back in time for the history test and although I have studied like crazy, it turned out that I do not remember anything and I have five minutes to catch up. Well, I got F, what to do, but my dear mother thinks I can do just as well both school and my extracellular. I trembled at the thought of the last hell we were in.
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