I look at her dumbfounded. Honesty, I have no idea what to say. My nose scrunches as she flys closer to my face.
"I saw you." She continues. "You inhaled that smoke. Why aren't you laying on the ground dying?"
To say that I'm surprised, would be an understatement. My whole body went numb, my hands turn to fists and my blood boils. How dare she accuse me of being dark, right after I saved her life! The only thing that runs through my head is. Why on earth did I care about them? I sigh, there's not point in wishing I could just let them die now.
Something catches my eye and I glance away from Naomi. A black hawk rests on a high branch, just past the first set of trees. I would have thought more about the bird, but Naomi and her stubbornness interrupts my view.
"Well?" She stresses with her hands on her hips.
I begin to say something in retort, but then Naomi spats out something that stops me cold. "You also cast wind. Only powerful dark magic can do that."
Only dark magic? But that would mean... no. No. Its the star. Not me.
"Naomi please." Brooke pipes in with a voice so soft it instantly makes me worry about her. No! She's none of my concern. I stop myself. I don't know what crazy I am. But, something inside of me is deeply concerned about these four. Just like the kids at school. It's almost like I have to protect them from every evil I can find. Which is funny, since they're the ones who saved me.
I bite my lip as the hawk leans in on his purch. Eyeing me, his next prey with great interest. Maybe I am dark.... would it really be all that bad? Wait.... I'm not dark! Note to self: Shut your inner monologue up!
"No!" Naomi shouts back at Brooke. "Why else would she be looking for Jayden? She's dark and she stole that star."
Now she's starting to piss me off. Stephanie and Wade gave me this star. The best home I've ever been in gave me a necklace for God sakes. No one has ever given me a necklace, and absolutely nothing this beautiful before. Whatever made me concerned about her, just snapped off and shredded it's self.
Who did she think she was? She has no right telling me who I am. I am Jazlyn Love. I'm kind, caring, a little bit of a freak. But I know who I am. I've been Jazlyn for seven almost eight years. And if my name was Raynee, Elizabeth, Maribel or Suzy, before, It doesn't matter now. Because I decide who I am. Light, dark, green or purple, I decided. Not some pixie on a power trip!
"I didn't steal my star" I reveal as I stand and almost fling myself out of the forest. But something keeps me here, I'm not quite sure what yet. But, I want to fight with Naomi, I want to show her, I'm not who she thinks I am.
"And I'm looking for Jayden because Zilor was trying to kill him. He was trying to kill everyone around me, all for this stupid ridiculous star!" I hold out the necklace, but stop before I rip it off.
A low laugh creeps in from just above us and I swear it was the hawk. My head is whirling, all I want to do, is curl up in bed and tell Stephanie, I'm too sick to go to school. But I can't do that, I'm here. Where ever here is.
I look up just in time to see the hawk swoop down gracefully and transform into a man. My heart almost stops, but then I remembered I'm in freaken wonderland Jeez, dose everything here have different shape?
"Zilor won't kill Jayden. Not until he has Raynee." His voice is calm, almost as if his insides were still the hawk.
"Mitch!" Brooke blairs out with a gust of wind. But she only has enough strength to barely rest her upper body on your hands.
"Relax Brooke. I didn't bring that spell in, that was brought in for Raynee." Mitch says then nods his head at me. "Which you might just have her."
Ugh. I'm sick to my stomach already. "I'm not Raynee! Why does everyone keep saying that?"
Mitch gives a crooked smile.
"Because you walked into a trap that was set up for Raynee." He clicks his tongue as he strive a little closer to me. "Tell me. Did you hear a little voice calling Raynee? A pull beckoning you to him? Did you feel it, because that would explain why you're not laying in the dirt dieing. "
I stay silent, unwilling to admit that I did feel it, I did hear it. And so what if I did? That doesn't mean anything.
Mitch walks around me slowly as if he's sizing me up for a fight. Naomi flitters back to Aubrey who still lays on the ground, watching everything with wide eyes.
Mitch isn't that much older than me, maybe early 20's. But, his gaze makes me feel like he could break me like a toothpick, if he desires to do it. His shoulders are broad, scard up for fights, I'm sure he's been in and his jet black hair hasn't seen a comb in years. If I was a normal girl, his mysterious muscular body would have me weak in the knees. But, I'm not normal and he feels more like a brother than a potential mate. So this is Mitch, the one who knows Jayden? It's not that hard to see them as friends, but something tells me, their more than friends.-Their family...... Although they look nothing alike.
"Is it Raynee?" Naomi barks.
I stand there waiting for Mitch to either attack me or reply to Naomi. my hands flex in and out as I feel the rush of the wind twirl inside of me, it's waiting too. But before Mitch has even a second to answer, Brooke dives in pushing Mitch to side as she screams at Naomi.
"You! You called him here?"
"Someone had to. You were all about saving the poor little jumper. What if that jumper is the killing machine that's with Zilor?" Naomi takes an exasperated breath. "What if she's here to kill us?"
"If she was going to kill us, she would have let you all die, not save you, so, she can kill you when your stronger."
Finely some sense. "Thank you Brooke."
Mitch still watches me with his hawk green eyes. I glear at him and almost choke on the words as they come out. "Where can I find Jayden? How do I get back?