“Ugggh! I am falling asleep and it’s only 11:00! Wait… are we going to stay up till 3:00 A.M.?” Isabella said with a worried tone.
“How about we hit the snacks?” I suggested.
“Sure! We have some sweets, and popcorn. Maybe we could watch Love Alarm? It’s on Netflix. It’s also a korean drama, and I heard that there is a cute guy in it.” Olivia said.
“Maybe we should watch one episode of Love Alarm on Netflix, one DVD movie, and Isabella, which kind do you want? To eat for dinner, we can have some popsicles. I just hope Dad hasn’t eaten all of them,” Olivia said with a chuckle as she started toward the kitchen.
“Yum!” I said as we were sucking on delicious popsicles.
“Ya know, I love this flavor. It’s so tangy, yet so sweet. Mmm---OW!” I said.
“What is it, Em?” Bella asked me.
“It’s nothing. Just...nothing.” I replied. That didn’t feel like nothing. My brain whispered. A sharp stabbing feeling in your shoulder blade is definitely not nothing. I sighed.
“You sure?” Bella shifted her position so that her back wasn’t touching the wall.
“Positive. Just a brain freeze,” I lied. Livi seemed concerned, as this was the first time I had an outburst of pain. She seemed to shake it off, though.
“How ‘bout we tell spooky stories?” Livi asked.
“Or we could just tell nice stories,” I suggested, and glanced towards Livi to see what she wanted to choose. I noticed slight lumps above her tank top. Weird. Maybe she used bad lotion or something. I concluded.
“Let’s do both!” we all shouted at once.
“Shh! We have to be quiet!” Olivia told them.
“Why? No one is here, so…” I trailed off, thinking of wreaking havoc in her house.
“Because the devil might come…” Olivia quickly turned off the lights, grabbed a flashlight, and held it underneath her chin, so that the light shone on her face, illuminating shadows. “Once, there was a man who faced the devil...”
Later that night, we were all lying on the carpet in our pajamas; we had fallen asleep, and it was around 12:00 at night.
The next morning, I woke up and found myself to be uncomfortable. There was something on or under my back, so I got up and stretched.
“Ow!” Livi exclaimed.
“Did you bring a bird in here or something? Something huge and feathery just hit me!” Isabella grumpily sat up.
“Well, I don’t know what it was.” I stated.
“Whoa.” Both Isabella and Olivia were staring at me as if I’d grown new limbs. I turned and looked behind me. I glanced back and saw something purple peeking out the bottom of Livi’s sweatshirt.
“I don’t see anything. Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked, confused.
“You have wings!” they yelled simultaneously.
“WHAT?!” I screamed.
“W-I-N-G-S. Wings!” Isabella spelled each letter with awe. I turned my head. Here they were, the most beautiful, elegant, white, feathery wings I’d ever seen. Well, then again, I hadn’t seen any. I tapped them, Livi and Bella came over to look at them.
“So soft!” Livi laid her head on the soft feathers. My mouth gaped, my eye twitching.
Olivia suddenly took off her sweatshirt, and there they were! More feathery wings, except this time they were glittery, shiny purple. She squealed when she saw them.
“Wow!” I gasped.
“Oooh! Maybe Isabella grew wings as well!” Livi squealed.
Isabella took off the blanket, and revealed some beautiful bright coral colored wings, only hers weren’t huge and feathery. Hers were delicate, dainty.
“So thin!” exclaimed Olivia and I. But they’re probably not as strong, I thought. But I held that thought when Isabella started to flap her wings and lift off the ground. Livi tried the same thing, but she darted, in the air, straight to the ceiling and fell back on the ground.
“Whoaa!” Isabella did a flip in the air. We applauded her.
“Geez, guys! Please turn the fan off! I think it's the wind that’s knocking me off course!” Olivia quickly turned the fan off before it could happen again.
“Oohhh! Sorry guys, gotta go, you know, catch up on some flying!” Bella said, fluttering her wings above us. She opened the clear glass door and flew off.
“So lucky...” Olivia said sadly as she watched her go.
“It’s OK,” I told her. “You have me to help you learn to fly. We don’t have to use those tiny things, we have these!” I motioned to our wings. “And, just between you and me, we can fly faster. Don’t you remember how you shot straight for the ceiling whereas Isabella fluttered slowly?” I recalled. “We could learn so many different ways of flying! Try it… like this!” I flapped my wings in a different style, and suddenly lifted myself off the ground.
“Whoa! I’m doing it! I’m doing--- Ow!” I hit my head on the ceiling. This is actually kinda fun, I thought.
“Now you try!” I called down to Olivia.
“I don’t know… maybe we should call Bella.”
“She may not have service, you know, being so high and all, Livi.”
“Girls! Olivia! Breakfast’s ready!” her mom called from their kitchen. We both jumped.