The Signs

== Prologue ==
"Who the heck are you?" I demanded. 
"And I mean all of you. Especially you," I pointed to the beautiful woman with curved horns. They reminded me of a ram. She raised a slow eyebrow and looked at me like I was a crazy child. 
"Okay," She smiled. 
"That's it?" I asked. I was angry. They were the ones that kidnapped me and brought me here. 
"Yes, that's it. Ida, tell me, who do you think we are?"
My fists relaxed...then tightened. "I don't have a clue!"
"Tsk, tsk." the woman with lamb-like horns and green hair wagged her finger at me. "We are not the bad guys here."
"I don't know..." I shrugged. "Y'all are pretty sus. 
"Excuse me?" The woman with cotton-candy colored dreadlocks came toward me. And laughed. "Oh no Ida we are not sus as you said it...we're goddesses. And you are too."
== 1 ==
"Oh, my stars...." Anahid whispered. She pointed at the gorgeous sunset. A beautiful canvas of pink, orange, and yellow. She was right. It was beautiful. This was how I wanted to spend my Friday nights. My best friend by my side and nature. Wonderful, inspiring nature. It made me want to haul Anahid and myself home and take the sunset with us so I could paint it.
"Do you think our moms will be mad?" I asked her. Both of my parents were strict. Anahid's parents were more laid back. Sometimes I was envious of her. 
"Well, your mom for sure. I don't know about mine though." She mumbled.
I looked back at her, "I still can't believe we did this...I mean, Anahid, we snuck out. I'm pretty sure my parents will never let me see the sunshine ever again."
She smiled and brushed her hand against mine with a sly smile. My heart had to have picked up speed by like...a thousand. Was Anahid flirting with me!? My cheeks turned neon red.
"No one has to know..." she whispered in my ear. Her mesmerizing beauty captured me once again. Her sapphire eyes stared into mine. It was hard not to feel like a horrifying troll next to her. She was just so pretty.
I ran my fingers softly through her raven hair. She smiled and brought me close. 
"Something's up..." I murmured. I don't think she heard me but something in her face changed.
~~~
"So how'd things go over with your mom?" Lydia asked me. She was one of my closest friends (second to Anahid, duh!). 
"Pretty good I guess," I admitted. I was honestly expecting things to go worse.
"Huh...so was I. What happened?" Lydia commented.
"Nothing much. She just told me that she was very disappointed in me and that out of all my siblings she wouldn't have thought that I would be the first one to sneak out."
"I mean...Adeliza...this is not like you."
"I know. But maybe that's a good thing!" I was sick of being the "good one". My siblings were always able to stay out later than me, get lower grades than me, and generally have lower standards than me. 
"...anyway...you got any plans for Saturday?" Lydia asked me.
"Nah. Just thinking about going...shopping." I didn't actually have any plans, and I didn't want to seem lame.
"Oh, that's cool. Could we come with?" Lydia smiled.
"Um...sure." I fidgeted with my fingers.
"Are you okay? You sound unsure." She raised an eyebrow.
Thank goodness Anahid and Della came just in time.
"Hey, Liz!" Della called out to me "I brought you something!"
She did that little "run" to come to me with one arm on her chest. She was holding a Starbucks cup in the other hand. Her long orange hair was tied up into an Ariana Grande-style ponytail. Anahid was behind her looking as beautiful and as posh as ever. Her black hair was in a very complicated-looking fishtail. She was wearing a white tennis skirt and a navy blue sweater tucked into it.
I looked down at my baggy sweatpants and k-pop shirt. It was hard not to feel like a big mess next to her.
"Hi," I said to Della as she handed me the drink. It was suspicious looking with it chunky texture and deep green color.
"Drink it!!" She pressed, grabbing my wrists.
"Um--are you sure?"
"Trust me!" She squeezed tighter.
I looked towards Anahid for some reassurance. She just waved her hand and gave me a "drink-it-so-she'll-shut-up" look.
I slowly took a tiny sip. The drink tasted just as bad as it looked. It was sour but overwhelmingly sweet. It was smooth but with hard chunks. I was so confused.
"Where the heck did you get that?" I sputtered out.
Della just smiled. "I told you to trust me."