The Road Trip

                              MIA'S POV
 
Another day. Another class. Why do I even come here anymore?

      The bell rings and I get my things. Off to the next boring class with the same old lecture just a different subject. I'm suppose to have a good attitude about school because I'm the Drill Tram captain and the valedictorian for my class so far, but I hate it. I hate being here. It's so useless. The only thing teachers really care about is good test scores.

       I've never been in trouble with the school or my parents. I'm their good kid. They expect so much from me because I'm the only one left. They don't want  screw ups. I have a brother and a sister. Both older. Imagine huh? Thankfully the closest they are to my age is 5 years.
 
     Lately I've been feeling not right. It's my 15th birthday in a month and lately I just feel so drained. I cant do anything. School takes everything I can give. I told my mom this but she just brushed off the subject and babbled. I don't listen to her babbling. She gets so off topic.

  The next bell rings. Biology time. I like this class because I actually have a good teacher. I raise my hand to ask a question but I start to feel queazy. I run to the restroom and start barfing up my guts. At some pint the nurse comes in and calls my mom to come pick me up. When she finally gets here I'm still puking in the restrooms. I look at her but that was a mistake. As soon as I turn my head I get a whiplash and start puking harder. My mom squats down and babbled off some words. I couldn't hear them. All I know is I felt instantly better. She helped me to my feet and told the nurse that she would take me home.

  When we got home I laid on the couch. I watched Criminal Minds until my mom finally spoke up. I muted it and looked at her. She looked up and said "I love you." She had a sad look on her face. I was getting a little scared. Mom only told me she loved me when she was sick or something bad was happening. She isn't a distant mom she just knows that I know she does love me. "What's going on mom?" I ask with a questionable tone. She started babbling on. I think it was something about bed time stories. " mom what is going on." I ask with a demanding tone. I was surprised at myself. It was actually demanding. She looked up at me and said "well honey. I thought I would have more time to tell you what you needed to know. I wanted you to have to grow on the idea but it seems like we are not graced with that pleasure." She waited for a moment until I nodded for her to continue on "well you see the meadowlark name has gone back centuries. We were even apart of the Salem witch trials. Of course the people they burned were not real witches we are to smart for them to catch us. It was sad though. I thought they had more humanity than that." She started to babble on but I stopped her. "Wait what do you mean we?" I asked. I couldn't believe my ears. She continued with a reassuring tone "it's not like we have pointy hats and were green and ugly. We are not what the community proceeds us as. We are unlike normal people. We look, act, talk like normal people, but we are not. We are gifted with many supernatural talents." She smiled at me real big. We need to get this lady to an asylum. She saw my look and she immediately raised her ands and put them in mine she babbled on something in a foreign language and she twisted our hands. She took her hands away from mine. I opened mine up to see a tree in my hands. It looked like a sprouting. It continued to start growing so I ran outside and threw it. I proceeded to walk inside but the tree planted itself. It was a whispering willow. It was beautiful. I gazed at the tree in awe.

It took some time for me to wrap my head around this. And by some time I mean hours and hours. I'm pretty sure at one point I just started laughing manically thinking I would wake up. She told me I had to go to this boarding school that would teach me how to control my magic. She hasn't stopped crying since she told me. She doesn't like the idea of me leaving. She told me she would un enroll me from my school now. Not going to lie I think I started dancing when she told me that.

I tried to go to bed that night but I couldn't get over the fact that my life was most definitely going to change. For good. There was no turning back now. And to be honest that scared the hell out of me.