The Hidden Life of Rowena Foribe * NANOWRIMO 2017*

The life of a witch who had lived most of her life without knowing who or what she truly is. Upon walking into a classroom and getting a project she dives deep into her family history. Finding things that she didn't know and overhearing things that she shouldn't know about. Seeing things that she shouldn't. She is about to turn 15 years old and that is when the first sighs of a witch come out. She can choose to go with them and see where the journey will take her or she can be like her family and turn her back on the Goddess and magic and powers. Rowena is just a normal 14-year-old high school student. Slacking in a few classes but good on most of her classes. Rowena has a few friends but her best friend that she tells everything, Eva Flixnet, who is in most of her classes.

(I know NaNoWriMo is done but I will still be working somewhat on this book. It is also for my school. They want me to write a novella soI wrote for NaNoWriMo.I also made a new cover but it is being picky with me)


15. Rowena's Birthday

I pulled on a soft long sleeve black shirt and some comfortable long gray pants. I pulled a brush through my rat's nest of black hair and sighed when it did hardly anything. "Oh, forget it," I muttered to myself and just smoothed my hair as close to my head as I could get it to be. Opening my door my mom and dad waited outside for me. It was odd to know that they had waited for me to get ready. 

"So where would you like to go?" My dad asked me patting me on the back. I thought I saw a small twinkle in his eye knowing something that I didn't want to tell him.  

"How do you already know?" I asked him under my breath. 

"I am a witch remember?" He told me under his breath. I grinned before answering the question.  

"To the bookstore that we were at last night mom. I want to go there. I told the person who runs the sop that we were going to be there for my birthday," I added when she looked worried. She still looked worried but not as much as when I asked to go to the bookstore. My dad smiled and wiped out a blood red rose for me. "Thank you so much!" I shrieked taking the rose after a brief hesitation. Red roses were my favorite flower.  

I held the rose close to me as I walked out to the car. It wasn't driving that I was looking forward to on my 15th birthday it was my witch telling me that it was time for me convert from nothing to this witchy side that I didn't know about.  

"I meant where do you want to go and eat at for breakfast," My mom added on a side note as we walked down to the car.  

"Oh, the waffle house of course. My normal breakfast place," I told her without a heartbeat's moment to spare. 

I sat in the back of the car and waited until we got to the waffle house for breakfast. I order some waffles with blueberries on top and whipped cream and talked with my mom and dad until the food came out. When it came out I ate it as slowly as I could to enjoy every flavor as it hit my tongue. Today was different from every other day in my life. Today one door in my life is closing with me halfway through it while another one is opening looking much brighter than the one that I am being forced out of.  

I was the last to finish eating my breakfast and the bill was already paid for. My mom and dad got up and lead the way out of the door as more and more people showed up for breakfast. "We missed the rush hour by half a second," I murmured low enough no one heard what I said.  

Getting back in the car smiled when the engine turned on. It was time for the bookstore and my not so well-hidden secret to not be a hidden secret. It was a way out there but it was worth the drive/ My small bubble of happiness left when I saw Eva's mom and dad pull up to the store and get out with a wheelchair. That car had done Eva bad. I should have put something for healing in that little bag I gave her maybe she wouldn't look like she is in such pain to move around.  

"Eva, are you sure your up to going here?" Her mother asked and helped her out of the chair and settle in the chair. 

"I am fine. It just hurts a little bit. Not much at all," She said and tried to fake a smile, but it came out more like a grimace of a pain than anything else.  

"Eva comes on we can go right home if it hurts too much now," Her mom said worriedly while her dad just looked over at her mom with something like a glare. 

"Sweety, leave the poor girl alone. If she wants to go to a run-down bookstore so be it. Just don't overwork yourself," He added looking down at his daughter. I thought that it was sweet of him to worry about her like that.  It was something that I didn't see her family do that often.  

"Thanks, dad. And I am not going to overwork myself at a bookstore. Like you said it is rundown. Hardly anything worthwhile," She told him. I stayed in the car until Eva's mom and dad had gone in and come back out. Only when they left the parking lot did I leave the car. I made sure to grab the rose that my dad had given me when I woke up.  

"Welcome back Rowena. I trust you have made your choice?" The bookkeeper asked when I walked into the room. I nodded and hugged her real fast. So far today I had not touched my magic, yet. I am going to because I feel a calling that is telling me to. Something so powerful beyond me.  

"Will you please contain the magic?" She bent down to whisper, "You just set the candles off again." Sighing I put them out again. "At least you have some kind of handhold on it." She ran a hand through her hair.  

Walking into the back before my mom and dad had a chance to see me once they got in. I needed a cup of tea and I knew that she had put on tea just for me. The witchy way of knowing things were starting to become freaky. I hope when I go to that school people can't read my mind. Most people there must have grown up knowing what they are. Guess a pure family like mine should have some defaults.  

"Thank you," I paused thinking for a moment. "I forgot your name." Thinking out loud by accent. 

"I never told you my name Rowena," She said walking into the back with Eva rolling in behind her. "My name before you ask out loud is Mairead. And yes, that iScottish. My family was from there but moved here. 

"What was it like?" I knew that my eyes had gotten big. It always happened when something sparked my curiosity.  She laughed but never answered. My mom and dad walked into the back room looking for me.  

"Rowena, what are you doing back here?" My mom hissed looking over at Mairead shocked.  

"It is alright. I allow her back her all the time. And I made her some tea because It is her birthday after all. Who gets to turn 15 twice?" She winked letting them know something that I didn't know. At the sight of my mom looking angry, she bowed somewhat. My mom turned to face me looking like she was about to explode with fury instead her eyes turned teary and she bowed. 

"I guess I am no longer apart of my own family. My husband and my child have both told me that they are going to be witches," She said watching the ground around her. 

"How did you, know that?" My dad asked startled.  

"Dad she was born a witch but denied it. That doesn't mean she isn't still as powerful," I looked up at my dad smiling. He knew that I was right with what I was saying.  

"Alright. I know. The offspring of the two most powerful witch families have finally outsmarted the parents," he said looking over to my mom and slung an arm over her shoulder and mine before walking us into the main area. I heard Eva following slowly and knew that she hurt more than anything. I stopped and thought about my next choice before I went through with it.  

Slipping out from under my dad's arm I walked over to the rocks and held my hand over them calling to them seeing which ones had what I was looking for. Aymathis stuck out and I grabbed a large piece of it. I gave it to Eva before I went to go and find some lavender and sage. Giving those to Eva so she could hold them with a small green cloth. I found a weird 'n' looking shape put on a normal looking rock and gave that to Eva as well.  

 Smiling at Mairead I held hands over Eva and started to chant, "Spirit of the ocean, seeing through rough waves, heal those hurt, and bring them no pain, my loving mother moon."  

"Who taught you that one?" My dad asked when I had finished. I shrugged. No one had taught me this I just somehow knew about it, I knew what to do and how to do it. "Runs in the family doesn't it? Knowing things that you really shouldn't know about, Rowena?" He asked smiling at me again. 

"How could you be on her side?" My mom shrieked. Everyone went on my side looking at my mom as she threw her tantrum. "How could you Rowena? You want to get shipped off to a school and not see your family for years at a time? I was right where you were and there was a reason I turned it down! There was a reason why I refused to become part of my family! I wanted to grow up living a halfway normal life but I never got that! And now here I am being outdone by my daughter, my husband and two other random people that you have just met a few days ago! I am done with this, this, whatever you call it. I need some air," She yelled and stormed off outside.  

"Um. Well, I think that went well," My dad muttered sarcastically. I was too shocked watching my mom explode like that. I wanted to look over and see if Eva was okay but my mind was focused on trying to make my mom understand my choice. Feeling my feet walk towards the door without meaning to, I knew that this is what my choice was, but my mom didn't know why my choice was not the one she made.  

I felt the air hit my face as the door opened and I walked outside. I followed the sound of crying to a tree behind the store. Sitting down next to my mom and waiting until she looked up and stopped crying I waited for her knowing that she would do the same for me. "Why did you do this to yourself?" She asked weakly when she could talk again. 

"Because of all the good things that have come to me by magic. Learning how to make fire dance in my hands. Making sure that my friend was safe after she was cursed. My choice was based on a feeling. A calling of sorts," I told my mom softly, speaking to her as though she was the child and I was the adult.  

"I like magic. When it frightens me, I learn to defend myself. When it is kind to me, I learn how to be happy with everything. Magic is more about the learning then it is anything else in this world. Magic is … magic is natural," I looked right at my mom and saw she was getting tears in her eyes again. "Don't cry because I didn't go with your path. Cry because I choose my own way. Because I grew up just a little," I hugged her when she started to cry again.   

A little while after that we walked back into the store and sat on some couch. "Rowena, it is your birthday and I hope you know what you have gotten yourself into," My mom told me rubbing her forehead. Smiling at her I walked over to Eva to talk for a bit. 

"Hey Eva, how do you feel? Is it better than before or the same?" I asked wanting to be more of a medical person; finding out if she was alright or not. 

"I don't know what you did Rowena, but you managed to make the pain go away. What was it you did? That way I know to call you and ask you to do it again with all of the things you used," Laughing slightly she ran a hand through her hair trying to act like nothing had happened when the whole world had changed.  

"Um, I think we should all go home and talk about everything that has happened. Because honestly? We can't pretend nothing has happened and everyone thinks that you can," I said to my family and Eva. It was an awkward sense that everyone was acting like nothing life-changing had happened.  

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