"No. in fact, she is in the elevator right now," he said. As if on cue, there was a knock on the door. Aaron got up and strolled over, with all the confidence of a millionaire. He opened it and said, "Are you Ella Mason?"
"Yes. You aren't Kara Carver, are you?" said a sweet, high-pitched voice.
He chuckled, "No, I'm not. But, I assume you would like to meet her? Come on in." I heard the door swish over the carpet as he opened the door wider. A tall, tan, blonde girl walked through the door and smiled at me. I stood up and walked over and stuck out my hand. She gave me a hug.
"I'm so excited to be here!" She said with an accent. Sounded Australian, but I wasn't sure. I stood stiff as a board, eyes open wide and eventually managed to wrap my arms around this green-silk-clad stranger. I stepped back and looked her in the eye. She was a bit smaller than me, although she was older.
"Hello. My name is Kara Carver, and I'm your Tracker. Please, have a seat," I said with a wave of my arm. She took a seat right in the middle of the sofa and crossed her legs. "Tell me about yourself."
"Well, my name is Ella Mason and I'm twenty years old. My favorite color is light blue. Like the color of your eyes! They're so pretty, you know. I love them. Anyway, I grew up in a small town in Australia and moved here when I was eighteen to start my career in sales. I love clothes and baby animals, especially kitties and puppies. Oh, and this is my necklace. I assume you'll want to see it," she said as she passed over her necklace. It was a pink teardrop with a diamond in the thickest part. It was half of a Yin and Yang. Extending from the sides, there were sparkly prongs that clasped in a heart shape at the top. "It looks like you've already met your match! What's he like?"
My eyes widened. I looked down at the spot where my necklace was. I had totally forgotten about it. Right where the dove was supposed to be was a red, ugly burn. I heard a sharp intake of breath. I looked up to see Aaron holding my necklace! I looked back down at my neck. I saw my necklace there. What was going on? I looked up and saw Aaron move part of his Polo shirt to reveal a burn, just like mine. I stared. I met his gorgeous green eyes and stared at him for a long second. I got up and walked over to him. I took his half of the necklace and slid it into place next to mine. I immediately felt a cold grasp on my neck. I looked down and saw my burn shimmering. Aaron's was too. I gaped at it with wide eyes until they eventually faded out of existence. I glanced at my necklace and stared. There was a faint sparkle around it. There was metal appearing out of nowhere that was completing my necklace. The gemstones appeared immediately after. I looked at Aaron and saw that his necklace was exactly the same as mine now. His eyes were as wide as mine, too.
Around us was a swirling, thin golden line that sparkled and shimmered, bending around us, emanating from the two necklaces. It enclosed us in golden light, and I immediately felt the kind of love that can't be broken, it consumes you, it gives you a passion unlike any other. It was amazing. I'd never felt so happy in my life. I reached up to kiss him, just as he leaned down to kiss me. Our lips connected and a burst of sparks flew around us like a firecracker. The light faded into little sparkles around us that fell to the floor and disappeared. As soon as they were gone, the love was as well. I broke our kiss and stepped back, trying to make sense of what had just happened.
I heard a small sigh behind me, and turned to find Ella with hands over her heart, gazing at us. I could tell she wanted that. I turned back to a dazed Aaron and pushed him out the door. I couldn't handle this right now.
"Ella, can we do this tomorrow? Would you mind? I'm so sorry," I said, also in a daze, hand on my forehead.
"Of course!" she winked and left the room. I sat down heavily in my new chair. Mia stumbled out of the kitchen and stared at me, mouth open.
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Burned
Teen FictionI’m Kara Carver, a Class A, year twelve tracker. I was thrown into the Tracker school with no choice. My mom was a big star at the place. She wanted me to be one, too… I hated her for it, but I should thank her now. Because of her, I found the love...
