Wings Of Fire: Heart of Oak

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Holly's POV

 The most unsual things happen when people least expect them.
For Holly, that was when she was just wrapping up an arugment with her dad.

The failing red of evening light light peirced through the windows, sending the Winter day's final sunshine crashed into the Mcmeares' home.
One of the two Christmas trees was still up, now smoothering in ornements of flamingo, scarlet, and maroon.
The archangle Michal at its peak had a robe of ruby gold. His eyes were a flaming chestnut and his sword was of bronze metal.
The fireplace was lit with an alburn glow, but that wasn't the only fire taking spark in the livingroom.

 "Dad, do I have to go to a public school? Why can't I just stay here and study at home?", Holly asked, glaring through falling strands of springy chocolate hair.

 "Because it will be easier for you to get a job if you go to a university", her dad said, pushing his glasses higher on his forehead.

 "Dan, are you sure she even wants a job?", her mom said.

 "Yes!", Holly and father said in unsion.

   He turned.
 "If you want to be a biologist, you need to go to a university! By definition, you can't commit to a job like that without going to one!"

  Holly sighed.
 "I-I don't know, I just don't know! I can't talk about it right now! I need to think."
With a huff, she got up from the couch to leave the room. She grabbed her backpack and her book, walked out onto the pourch, and headed out.

 As she made her way to the park, hoodie pulled up and sneakers hopping, she put on her headphones and sang along with the familiar lyrics of Oh no! by Mariana.

  "One track mind, one track heart
If I fail, I'll fall apart
Maybe it is all a test
Cuz I feel like I'm the worst, so I always act like I'm the best
  If you are not very carefull, your posessons will posses you, TV taught me how to feel,now real life has no appeal
It has no appeal
it has no appeal
it has no appeal
Oh oh no
Oh no
Oh no-oh!"

  St. Mary's Park was the only one five minutes from the Mcmeares' house.
It was the first remotely suburben area one came to when traveling to the city.
  The trees surounding the open space were neatly trimmed with pink lights in honor of Valentine's Day. The now-frozen water fountain had its icey sprout of liquid painted rose-red, casting coral shades of dying sunshine onto the blue snow. The people of rual New York didn't take Valentine's day lightly . . .unfortunately.

 After chosing a spot underneath a tree, she opened her book: Wings of Fire: The Poison Jungle.
  Holly remembered, with a grin, the day she'd first discovered Wings of Fire.

  "Come on, Holly! How can wast time at Barnes and Noble now?", Claire asked

  "You just want to spend time with Zack", Lily teased.

  "What's wrong with that?", Claire asked.

  Holly got out of the car before the argument escelated.
"I'll be right back. I'm just going to grab a quick cup of Bobba, buy that book and before you guys know it, I'll be back."