The White Door
Christy Sloat
“When I first moved here I was still a girl who cherished the normality of teen life. Now, after being here a year I had come to love a boy who was both strong and courageous. I made real friendships that would last even after death. The selfish girl my grandmother warned me of becoming had vanished. A girl who stood tall, with the powers to see the dead and help those in need, appeared in her place.”
In Brylee’s world, nothing is normal. She sees and speaks with the dead and, at seventeen years old, she already has a full plate. She’s in her senior year of high school and college is just around the corner, but only if she learns to control her gifts and survive in the land of the living.She has succeeded in ridding her boyfriend, Ephraim, from the Brown family curse, but, in the end, her best friend loses her life. Now a whole slew of new problems present itself and, like always, Brylee is tempted to run for the hills. With Ephraim at her side, she must come to grips with the reality that she is not an average girl and she never will be.What will happen when the town turns on her? Or, better yet, when a body is unearthed in her backyard? The choices that Brylee must make will determine whether she has a future or nothing at all.
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The first
day of school was very strange for me. I’d never gone to school. I’d never
needed to. My sister and I learned everything we needed from our parents.
Mostly our mother. Witchcraft was something they didn’t teach in school.
So as I sat
at the strange desk watching the classroom fill with students, I felt oddly
disgusted. These filthy teenagers were making me think of my own children;
Ephraim and Lynley. It actually made me think of how awful I felt about
Lynley’s death. No. You must be strong.
Her death was necessary! I reminded myself. Lynley was a sacrifice in order
to get my powers back. I had failed because of that awful Brylee, but I had
some powers now. Thanks to the little French girl. What was her name again?
It didn’t
matter. I was the French girl now. I was wearing her body so that I could blend
in and get my powers back from Brylee’s house. The little brat locked them in
the corner room on the second floor. She thought she was so smart using my
sister against me to aid her in locking the power behind the door.
I smiled
thinking about how my plans to get it back were already unfolding. I looked up
and saw her walk into the classroom. My nails dug into the table at the sight
of her. I wanted to kill her right then and there. I wanted to rip her to
shreds. No. Calm down.
The teacher
called attendance when everyone was seated.
“Sophie Parsons,” she called
out. I blinked. That was me.
“Here,” I
said. I sat up straight. I could feel Brylee’s eyes on me instantly. I knew she
was watching me and wondering who I was. The snob probably thought that I was a
threat to her because I was prettier. I did pick quite a beautiful young girl.
My hair was now black and smooth. I was gorgeous now. Prettier than Brylee. I
pulled my hair over my shoulder knowing that she was watching me. And she
wasn’t the only one. Most of the boys were watching me as well. I tried hard
not to smile at the thought of young adorable boys at my disposal. If I needed
to I could use them to do my bidding. I was after all a young teen girl now. I
could even use them for other things if I wanted. The thought was invigorating.
“Sophie is
new to our school, so please make her feel welcome,” the teacher said in a
stern voice. I could tell she was a strict teacher. I liked her.
I stole a
quick glance at Brylee and saw she was staring at me with a smile on her face.
Ugh, she was actually smiling at me? Good lord. Did she think we would be
friends? Wait a second! I could use this
to my advantage. I decided to listen to my own advice and I smile back
slightly. I could become her new friend. After all her BFF just died
tragically. She’s lonely no doubt and vulnerable. She probably wanted a new
friend. I turned and faced forward while the plans spun in my head. While pretending
to be her new buddy I could keep an eye on her and my son. I could also try to
break them up if I wanted to. The little whore could find someone else to use!
All of a
sudden a commotion at the front of the class pulled me out of my own head.
Papers flew around the front of the class. The teacher stared in curiosity. I
turned and looked at Brylee and her pale as a sheet face gave me the answers I
needed. Lynley was still around with us even after death. And my powers have
just shoved her away from my presence. I laughed a bit.
While I was
with Brylee that would mean Lynley could not be. The plans were working out in
my favor and I couldn’t be happier.
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