Four Seasons

Chapter 1: Zach

  "You ready brother?" Dylan tapped Cyrus's back.

  Cyrus just smiled, he's a man of few words. We rarely hear him talked.

  "Yo, Zach!" Red approached. He always do that; making fun of my name.

  "Yozach. That's how you pronounce it." I corrected him.

  "I know that. I just prefer to greet you with 'yo!', then add your nickname." Red explained. "You know Zach? You lack in sense of humor." He shrugged.

   Red is my least favorite cousin. Well, we're not really cousins, that's just what we told others. You see, we're what you called "witch"; but we called ourselves "gifted", that's according to our ancestors. Anyway, we're not the typical kind of witch who uses wands and say spells out loud. We just use our minds, with our hands sometimes to be more effective, and think what we want to happen. Like for example, I wanted to push Red without touching him.

  "Ow!" Red complained when he fell to the ground. His body drenched with water. So kaboom! It happened. "What's your problem?" He asked as he stood up. Then dry himself using the heat of fire on his palms.

  "Ask yourself." I looked at Dylan and Cyrus, who just stood there watching Red and I quarrel. Cyrus suddenly used his earth power to grow corns in no time, then Dylan grabbed the corn and whisk his pointing and middle finger together which results for the kernels to separate completely from the corncob.

  "You piece of trash." Red said angrily making his surroundings burning of fire. In my peripheral vision, I saw the two cooking some popcorn using Red's loitering fire.