"So, when did you have your last vision?" Jake's dad asked me in a calm voice. I liked when Bif was calm. If he was mad or upset, things were made awkward. I call Jake's dad Bif. Why? That's his name.
"Well, the most recent was about two O' clock this afternoon. It was almost the end of school. I..." my words trailed off. I didn't know how or want to tell Bif that I had cried. To my luck he didn't ask about the missing words I had never spoken. I looked down at my feet. Jake rested his hand on my shoulder. We were both sitting on a small couch in Jake's living room, Bif pacing back and forth in front of a coffee table.
The living room was painted a creamy yellow, with white molding tracing the edge of the ceiling. There was one big window from the front hall shining light inside the room as well as a bunch of small ones randomly placed around the area. I looked slowly around the room and then stopped at Bif pacing. I didn't like him doing that. It made the matter seem worse than it is and more serious. He finally stopped pacing to my relief.
"Well, I guess that it's okay. Now that we know about your vision, we can plan ahead so your mother doesn't get hurt." He told me. I nodded casually. Jake took his hand off of my shoulder and smiled.
Matilda being the great woman she is came in with a pastry in her hands and asked "Who wants pie?" I couldn't help but giggle when that happened. Jake laughed. Bif just stared at the pie.
We all went into the kitchen. Logan was already sitting at the table. I took my usual seat next to his left. Jake sat across from me as Matilda took the chair in between us at the end of the table. Bif sat at the other end.
Once everyone was seated, I looked around the room curiously and then asked "Where's Tom?" He usually sat next to Jake.
"He'll be down soon," Bif replied. I felt so good with all the people around me--they were all fun, caring, and loving.
Matilda is Jake's mom. She's awesome. She bakes alot. Every time I come over or visit there is always some cookies on a plate or a fresh cake inviting someone to dig in on the counter. She is thin, blonde, and has bright green eyes. She loves me. I'm like the daughter she never had.
Bif is Jake's father who expects all the boys in his family to be an overachiever. Which they pretty much are. If I ever come over for magic and spell lessons, he usually pushes me to do better, too. Here in this house, I'm accepted as another child to the parents. Logan and Tom act as if I am their sister.
Logan is older than Jake by one year. They are brothers. Logan and I are really close. He has blonde hair down to his chin, and brilliant blue eyes. He gets them from Bif. He gets the hair from Matilda. Logan isn't very responsible. And when he gets angry, he overreacts. One time Jake, Logan, and I went to a wild party in one of Logan's friends' houses.
Logan got really drunk and took me into a room. He took all my clothes off and pinned me to the wall. His force was so hard it broke my wrist. I screamed in pain. Jake came in a minute later--he must have heard me yell. When he saw what was going on he was furious and got in a fist fight with Logan. Once Logan was on the floor, he turned to me. I got my clothes on and we left in Logan's car without him. Jake drove me to his house. I stayed the night on the couch. The whole night Jake was on the couch with me, soothing me and trying to fix my wrist with magic.
And I have forgiven Logan since then. Because I didn't want to lose our friendship. And we are still close.
Tom is Jake's little brother. He's thirteen. I love to see the new things he creates--he takes random odds and ends from different things and puts them together to make stuff. I always anticipate to see him. It really sucks being an only child.
"Coming!" I heard Tom call over the stairs. He raced down and sat in his seat. "Sweet, pie." Everybody laughed. He was the first to start putting globs of pie on his plate. Everybody else started dishing theirs after him.
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