Where Magic Begins (The Crowe Sisters Book 1) by Faith Prince

Author:Faith Prince [Prince, Faith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Prince Publishing
Published: 2023-07-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Saria

Bang! Bang! Bang! My bedroom door shakes and clatters from the impact. “Saria, wake up!” I jerk up in bed, eyeing my bedside alarm clock. 5:30am.

Heart on overdrive, I dart into the hallway. Mom’s in her pajamas, pounding on the door across from mine. Bang! Bang! Bang! “Zoeli, wake up, now!”

“What the hell’s going on?”

“Family meeting! Everyone up and in the magic room, now!”

Oh, no. When Zoeli didn’t come home until after I was in bed last night, I’d hoped she would forget. I don’t know why she’s so intent on sharing my problems with Zoeli. It’s not like she’s going to care. She’ll probably laugh at me.

“Come on, Mom,” I say. “I need to sleep. School’s in two hours.”

“That’s why we need to get started. We don’t have much time.”

I didn’t sleep much last night. After Logan brought me home, some of my friends reached out. Keisha texted me to check in. Penny called multiple times to see if I needed anything, her voice fraught with worry. Even without my powers, they’re true friends.

Giselle called, and while she was concerned, she was also excited. Giselle pitched a fabulous game. It turns out the Panthers don’t need me to win after all.

After we hung up, I lay awake for hours, tossing and turning, webs of emotions tangling inside me. The huge mass buzzed with rage, fear, remorse, but also relief. Overwhelmed by the chaos, my emotions came untethered, rising into my throat, blocking my airway. Gasping for air, I dissolved into a full-blown panic attack, blankets twisted around me, sweat soaking through my pajamas.

Then, I remembered what Logan said, “This could be an opportunity for you to grow. Embrace it.” I breathed evenly until my heart rate slowed down, and then I got to work: unraveling the threads, one by one, uncovering the origin of each, trying to figure myself out. Part of me feels like a weight has been lifted. My team won without me. My failure didn’t impact them.

Another part of me is devastated. But why? Is it because I miss being the star, the applause, the adulation? Or is it because I love softball? A long time ago, I would’ve thought the latter. Now, I’m not so sure. I close my eyes and visualize myself on the field, my cleats digging into the clay, diving to make a catch, the perfect crack of a bat hitting the ball, the rush of adrenaline as I slide into home plate. I do love the game. I just don’t love the player I’ve become: greedy, selfish, a show-off, fake.

Maybe I’ll take the rest of this season off. Someone else can take my spot on the team, someone who deserves it. I’ll practice every chance I get. I’ll go to the batting cages every day. Next season, I’ll try out for the team, using nothing but my true abilities.

It’s time for me to find myself, test myself and discover what I’m truly made of. If any of my friendships fall apart, I’ll let them go, knowing they were never real in the first place.

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