I was surrounded by a dark indigo colored blue mist; everything was in a foggy haze. I was dressed in a Greek like dress floor length and the color blue. My hair was in ringlets around my face. I couldn’t see much except blue .then a shadow appeared slowly it grew into a shape of a man. This man was my father. He reached out his hand, waiting, but I was too occupied to notice. My attention was on his face he was forty. This face was my Father’s but it was younger. He looked like he was in his twenties. He pushed his long, brown coconut hair out of his face. I saw his eyes for the first time. Yes he definitely was my father. His eyes were a faded blue with just the hint of purple. He had a faint scarlet flush against his cheeks, and his skin was warm amber. All traits I had. I then registered his waiting hand and looked at him questioningly.

“Casey do not fret my dearest daughter. I’m just giving you what is rightfully yours.”
I still didn’t take his hand.

“Casey I’m sorry I left you with all these questions. I wasn’t ready to give up my throne. I see now though that I was wrong, this blue mist shows an aura of strength. Never have we seen such a young princess carry this aura. You can help. Power users are going extinct, and me and you are the only ones left, but with the right help from Zuma and Simi. There will be no issues. I’m ready. This is meant to be. May your day be enchanting Casandra.”

And I grabbed his hand without even thinking about it a shock ran through me. I felt power and spirit run through my veins. He looked drained as if he was giving me all his strength, like him was giving me all of himself.

Ring ring……………Ring ring…………

I pressed snooze. Ugh. School. At least it was Friday. I would sleep in, but that meant getting yelled at by my mom when she got back home from Italy on Wednesday. She wasn’t totally far away I mean it was just a long boat ride away. We live in a small island near by its called La Diga that’s itallian for The dammed what a beautiful name huh? of all place why would my mom want to live in a place named the dammed ugh. Anyways our house is right next to the shore i have a beautiful view of hte ocean its amazing . How awesome is that. Anyway at least I could see Josh he might be the only reason I tolerate school. When I’m there it pretty much passes in a haze. I’m there in class kind of well my body is I eat lunch with Josh. Then I’m in a haze again. Ta-da end of school. Anyways, I wouldn’t sleep really, these dreams that I’m having don’t actually allow me too. I can never get away from them. I have them when I sleep, and when I’m awake I try to analyze what they meant. Woo its great to be me. Theresa reason they bug me though. My father left when I was two years old my mother asked him if he could take me to the park while she got some rest –because she was pregnant at the time with Brian-without noise. He gladly agreed. He came back with me thirty minutes later, yelling what sounded like gibberish to my mother.

“I have to leave. I have to get things sorted out. I can’t believe this. It’s not my time yet. I’m not ready to quit. How can this be? Not yet!!!”

I must have been one scary two year old.

My mom always says, “Vero was a strong noble man who just wasn’t ready to be a Father. Don’t worry yourself Brian doesn’t.”

Of course Brian doesn’t he didn’t scare our father off I did. See I could understand if he wasn’t ready to be a father but his words were wrong they didn’t match up to what my mother had thought they meant. They did match perfectly with my dream which scares me. That just made my head spin more than it already was.

There was Josh right in front of the oak tree where we first met. There was a funny story about that tree and how we met, see when I moved here two years ago from California I wasn’t planning to impress anyone or make friends. I just planed on going to one of the many famous museums here. I would rather read a book or go to a museum then go to a party or go out with friends. I’m kind of a loner. Anyway on my first day of school at lunch I was at a loss. Where was I going sit? Then I saw this humongous oak tree its roots grew out above the ground, and they were oddly shaped like a chair. It looked like a good place to lounge. The root seat fit perfectly with my body. I grabbed my new book out of my bag, well new to me book A Midsummer Nights Dream. Then this pain in the ass boy said,

“William Shakespeare is so wrong for letting the book end the way it did. I mean everyone ending up with the wrong person how wretched.”

“Actually I haven’t gotten to that part yet but thanks.” I slammed my book in frustration.

“I’m so sorry I just figured you read it before because none of the English teachers assigned it as homework, so I figured you were reading it by your own free will, but its old so I figured you read it before……And I’m babbling…….Sorry…. I uh figure too much.”

I laughed as his construed sentence.

“It’s ok I don’t mind your Figuring….Or babbling for that matter.”

“I’m Josh by the way.”

He stuck his hand toward me and I shook it. When his hand met mine it was like a piece
of me, a piece I didn’t even know I was missing came back to me. I was whole then he let go. I didn’t even realize I was frowning till he said something.

“Umm I really am sorry about the book.”

He said with concern, but he had the same sad questioning look on him as I did. Did he feel that to? Weird. When I was looking in his eyes I lost all senses I forgot that he was waiting for my name. I forgot the connection I felt with his touch. I was just lost in those deep beautiful green eyes. Without really thinking about it I said,

“Your eyes are so beautiful.”

My skin flushed and I noticed his did too. I then realized we said the same thing at the same time. It was like we were in sync. From that day forward we were inseparable it’s not like we were doing it on purpose it just sort of happened on its own. We had every single class together. We always ran into each other after school, and he lived about four blocks away from me. Plus we both eat lunch alone together at our tree. Yes I call it our tree. It basically is. When I was parking my car Josh ran up when I wasn’t looking, pulled me out of the car, and gave me a big bear hug. After I registered what happened. I said

“Ummm not that I mind your arms wrapped around me, but the creeping-up-behind-me-thing scared the shit out of me.”

“Do you even know what today is?”

“I don’t know should I?”

He rolled his eyes and laughed. Then pulled a little box out of his back pocket it had a huge purple bow on top.

“It’s your birthday.”

My eyes got wide was it really September 16th already? It felt like only yesterday my Father walked out our door. I really needed to stop thinking about err... our talk this morning, but don’t you think it makes perfect sense that he said it was my time the day of my Birthday? May your day be enchanting. It made perfect sense well at least that part did.

After Josh was done making fun of how I didn’t even know my own birthday he opened the box and there was the most beautiful moon shaped pendant. It was a dark indigo blue with silver lining that looked like it would out shine any diamond. He put it on me and I felt an odd feeling. As if I had lost the necklace a long time ago and I was just getting it back. Which is weird because I never wear jewelry except in my………
I went to see the necklace again on my rearview mirror. It then fully registered. I only wear jewelry in my dreams this pendant I’ve not only seen before but have worn. What the hell was going on could my dreams be real.Josh saw my expression and imediatly freaked
"i can take it back if you dont like it just tell me it wont hurt my feelings promise." he was such a bad liar.
"its beautiful josh i love it." I do love it I always loved this necklace since the day my father gave it to me.


By the time it was lunch I pushed my thoughts on the necklace away damn it why does wierd shit always happen to me. then something all of a sudden knocked me down what the hell!!
"happy birthday casey" i knew that voice anywhere.
"hi trish was knocking me down really nessasary"
"uh duh" she laughed in her high bell voice. ugh hanging around trish always made me real insecure shes so perfect. shes a blonde, blue eyed, 5'9, skinny girl. She was wearing neon yellow top tucked in her sleek black skirt. she always had a good sense of style.
"trisha marrie what the hell did you do" she pulled put a small present out from behind her though it was small i know it must be expensive she always bought me expensive things even when i told her not to she never listens.
"shut up and open if not i'll never talk to you"
"ugh you brat" i went to a lunch table near by and opened the small box to find she bought me some very transparent langerie i quickly closed the lid.
"trish what the hell did you get me" i yelled.
"you need a little spice in your life calm down"
"if i didnt love you i'd kill you im not keeping this cloth in my house. Wow trish you really know how to pick a present"
"whatever wait till you try them on for josh and youll love me forever" she waved her eyebrow in a evil way. She always loved embarassing me when it came to sex talk it was a subject I didnt perticulary like. Me and josh had been so close but then I freaked.....
and he says hes okay with it but no guy is okay with not having sex.
" casey calm down it was just a silly little dress all its gonna do is help get-"
" trish you finish that sentence i swear on my grandmothers grave ill kill you" Trish stiffed a giggle my face must have been tomato red from anger and embarasment.
Trisha was about to say something but she new better she waited a few second the pulled out a small card from her corpse bride clutch. yes as bubbly as the beauty queen was she had a small obsession with Tim Burton movies.
" I knew my excelent shopping would offend you" she said in a fake over dramatic voice holding her hand to her chest as if her heart were breaking. I rolled my eyes.
" so i got you this she handed me a homemade card with lots of glitter, hearts, and 3-d paper spirals on the front inside it said happy birthday with pink marker. I smiled she hated with all her heart to make homemade things. Why should she do that when she had her handy dandy magic credit card that never ran out.
" anyone asks you got that from a... Kindergarder you babysit who has a.... Umm crush on you. Ya. Thats a good cover."
"thanks trish your off the hook."
She smilied then looked up i turned around and there was the one great reason for waking up in the morning.
"hey hun." Josh smiled at me.
'hey trish." he said while sitting down next to me and then pulling me close to him.
"hey Josh." she rolled her eyes at me giving me that why dont you just sleep with him already looks. Then the worst thing that could of happened did.
" So trish whats in the box" He said eying it.
" nothing much just some clothes that dont fit case. Ill have to go get a smaller size i didnt realize that shes a stick. Well except her ass its bigger then my couch." she and josh laughed well i was trying to ingnore her comment and be greatful she was quick on her feet and came up with a good lie. Grr why did I have to chicken out with having sex with josh. Hes everything i want. He has a beautiful soul,funny, and gorgous. Most of all I trust him, but when we were together in on his couch after the greatest date of my life. I got a feeling saying not yet. its not time yet theres something else that needs to be done. Then Josh whispered "casandra" in my ear while he was kissing my neck and only my father calls me by my full name and that was the end of that night.Ugh these voices in my head and my dreams are really iratating me what do they mean i know there all conneted im mean why else would Josh call me casandra he never calls me casandra.


ugh. I cant wait till this whole birthday mess is over i would say i cant wait till the day is over but now that Josh reminded me that its my birthday. I know he and trish have something planned. All i want to do is get into my comfy sweats and old cotton t-shirt and watch a movie, and i know for a fact thats not gonna happen.


2:36 school is over and now the real horror can begin. Trish is so lucky that ugh i cant stay mad at her or she would be 10 feet under. I know its 8 feet under but just cause shes such a pain sometimes id knock her down 3 more feet. The thing is it would never happen as much of a pain she is shes the greatest friend thats ever lived. I already know whatever plans i have tonight it all was her idea. Josh knows i dont like big productions but once trish gets started you cant stop her.

"Trish please please please!! Be my best friend that i kno-"
"Stop i already know what your gonna say and im not telling you what i have planed so forget about the begging" Trish said, cutting me off.
" Can you at least tell me what type of outfit i should wear?"
" son't worry i got it covered your outfit is in my car"
" trish it better be real clothes!"
"do you not any trust in me at all?"
" no i dont know what the heck did you get me!" said it more as an acusation then a question.
She was leading the way to her car a black escalade. i asked her once why such a big car for a small girl her answer was simple "more room for my bag when i go shopping duh" ayi this girl sometimes. When we got to her car she pulled out a Greek like dress floor length and the color blue. What the hell its the same one in my dream first the necklace now this!!
"tris--" i said in barley a whisper.
" Theres a ball tonight at my mothers Gallery she decided whats a cool way to show off her new work? so tipically she thought a party. But of course no ordinary party a fancy-smancy party. Anyways were invited and i thought you'd have some fun getting all dressed up".
"Trish I...I..." I couldnt explain to her what i was feeling. It was the most gorgous dress i have ever seen, but what the hell was it doing in a store in exsistance. Why are things in my dreams becoming real. I decided to tell trish the truth.
"trish i love it its so beaytiful of course its to much but thank you." When i said the truth i meant the truth that didnt make me sound like a total nut case.
"Yay!! Im so glad you like it"
"tonights gonna be great you'll see. I dont know why but i have a feeling tonight is gonna be full of surprises."
her face looked like was expectant and i wanted to cry i really hope shes wrong i cant take anymore surprises.