The Call Of The Night
apter: Lies in
as we step out and head to the Gatherin
glance that, I know, is for yesterday. I smile, letting
don't know who I've got this trait from, but I am extremely unfor
Square. Almost half-way, we
. However, unlike Evelyne, who would've run right into me, Lily stands at the same place and start
ossibly manage and pat her cheek in an aff
pouts at my word
in one cute little hand of hers. I can't help but laugh. "Oh sure, ki- err... Lily.", I rep
Evelyne is soon hugging me tight enough to render me breathless. "Umm... I ca
ront of elders. In fact, we play it pretty cool
s the tension emanating from me even more obvious to notice. Even I myself can almost fe
"What's the matter?", she whispers the question almost accusingly, as if it was a crime for m
be, all the time, and it would really hurt her if and when she ever comes to know of my true identity. But, in al
ly and willin
y exciting - all at once. My head feels very mildly buzzy with all these thought, when
least I can do for our friendship is
", I whisper back, trying to keep the tension that I am fe
y parted. I tug at her hand and she seemingly jerks awake from her state of frozen
eard?", she asks me, the vol
eling oddly funny. Her widen a fr
n wonder and then her face lights up with the hugest gri
claims like a shooting star has just struck her in the head. I l
Speaking of that, I've never even seen the star-studded night sky, except for
nd I can't deny it as
the white snow. I want to feel the night breeze brushing past my skin. I want to feel even th
, but honestly, I don't mind till I can
athering Field, decked prettily with tiny, yellow and orange flowers, brings
probably be happy, provided he is my best friend, the most 'eligible' candidate for Mayorship that Zaayes c
irl in Zaayes. So, no, unfortunately I am n
it. I dread it'
big enough to fit the town's whole populace. It is therefore the default location for t
elites. But today, as we begin settling into the seats of the third row or so, two guys - really
nd thoughts or questions. Then the guy, who I suddenly recognize to have seen a few times in school, shoots me an evaluating, lingering glance - as if he is checking whether I am worth something - and then nod almost unnoticeably to himself, before a polit
he does look attractive with his glinting blue eyes and boyish grin that's now directed towards me. I was just too scared to notice all this before.
posal. I don't quite like him, but I can manage till he makes sure we all get all these luxuries, for free! I love you for saying yes to him! Though, if not for all these, I probably would've aske
s and how I feel like I am betraying him by even agreeing to 'hang out' w
e case with most thing
re full. We all stand in salutation and he holds up bot
plexion, muscular build and salty-peppery beard only make him look even more intimidating. His voi
For, his mother, the Mayor's wife, has never been
d gentlemen, I
my eyes and yet, all I can see are his gorgeous amber eyes, the way his sharp jaw clenches when he is mad, the indent at the base of hi
t point now, since he is all that I can think about as the speech goes o
ouch and the way that has always made blood rush to my cheeks and a strang
hort ritual prayer, whose meaning I still can't quite figure out. Not that I've ever bee
ngs properly, when I see And
roudly state, is the strongest shifter of the young generation. Therefore, I , the current Mayor of Zaayes, keeping all of you, my dear people, as witnesses, hereby officially
ifts to him and loud applauds erupt from the crowd in unison. I am not sure if anyone else notices the lon
ility. And great responsibilities are
ll be there in the bakery.", he says softly and I can almost hear him add If you need me through the look in his eyes. But both of
smile that he retu
retly roll my eyes. Lily waves a tiny hand at me with a bright smile and I simply return
ds me. I glance at Andre, who waves at me. And I don't wait for the guy to come over and escort me to where Andre and the
he would rather pr
ver-so-slightly. He has noticed my brazen-ness, and he probably do
of rebellious courage within myself. I don't express it, though. Wh
ssions, he glances between his father and me and makes an apologetic face and sports a consecutiv
e head-to-toe with a scrutinizing and calculative glance. I nod, deliberately keeping him from estimating me for who I really am. The lack of words somehow seems to impress him, and he simpl
I do
his. My eyes meet his and I see the gratitude
he gives my hand a tug, strong enough
p. I don't know exactly what message those two words conveyed. It was almost lik
ngs weren't already going downhill, my earlier
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