Fairy Lights

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Chapter One
Emma
"Settle down class!" the teacher calls from the front of the room. All the loud, shouting kids around me quiet down, turning to the front of the room. "Today we will be choosing our fairy lights" the teacher says. "Please remember, there is no wrong choice, and every fairy light is different" We've been learning about fairy lights for almost a month now. Each fairy light is a different color, and they have a different power. The powers vary, from telekinesis and telepathy, to flying and breathing underwater, to controlling water and plants. Every light is different. Some have patterns, some are just solid colors. Some are, bright, vibrant colors, some are kind of dull, and some are pastel. The fairy lights have to be taken care of for three months. sometimes longer, before their power can be unlocked. Than the person who chose that fairy light can transform into their full form, and after that they'll always be able to use their power. "Everybody line up by the front of the door!" the teacher says. Everybody shuffles to the front of the room. The teacher leads us outside, where a tent like structure has been set up. "No fighting over fairy lights!" the teacher sys. "there are more than enough fairy lights for everyone to get one! And remember, if the fairy light isn't right for you, you'll know" Then she opens the tent door, and we file inside. The teacher follows us inside, closing the door behind us. I blink in wonder. There are fairy lights everywhere. A blue, purple, yellow flower of a fairy light whizzes past me, landing on the wall. I wander to the back. There's a black fairy light blinking slowly. I lean closer, and see that it's actually shimmering with the entire rainbow. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, all shimmering in the jet black fairy light, blinking slowly up at me. "You know, there's much more exciting fairy lights you could choose" a snobby voice says behind me. I turn around, and Amelia is standing behind me. "like this one" she says, holding out her hand to show me a bright red, orange and yellow fairy light, shaped like a rose. I notice that it's slightly glittery. "Is that the fairy light you chose?" I ask. Amelia nods. "Much prettier than that one, don't you agree?" she asks. I shake my head. I hold out my hand, and the rainbow-black fairy light drifts into my hand. "This is the one for me" I say. "Suit yourself" Amelia says, wandering off to join her friends. I hold the fairy light up to look at it. It's small, and a perfect sphere. I watch the rainbow shimmer under the surface. I wonder how long the fairy light was here before I found it. Everybody else probably looked at the black, and chose a fancier light. If they took the time to look closer, they would see the rainbow. This light might have be a weak, common power, but I don't care. This is the right light for me. "Is that the light you'll be keeping?" the teacher asks behind me. I nod. "That's a... interesting choice" The teacher comments. "It's the right one for me" I say. The teacher nods. "everybody else has decided" she tells me. I follow her up to the front of the tent. She leads everybody back to the classroom, where she gives us instructions for how to care for the fairy light. "And every fairy light is different, and need different things" she concludes. "You will be able to tell what your fairy light needs" Just then, the bell rings. "You my go home now" The teacher says. All the other students run into the hall, screaming and shouting, racing to collect their backpacks and find their friends from other classes. I walk into the hall. My locker is right outside the classroom. I open it, shoving the books I got from the school library about how to care for fairy lights inside my backpack. I zip it closed, then shut my locker. I can hear other kids slamming their locker closed than the hall. I walk to the busses, and get on bus 34. I slide into an empty seat, and open my hand to look at the fairy light. It drifts up to my shoulder, where it hovers. It stays there for the entire bus ride. I walk past a few houses, and then reach mine. I unlock the door. I leave my shoes on the landing, then head down the stairs to my room. I plop onto the bean bag chair, basically just giant pillow in a fuzzy purple case. My fairy light drifts in front of my face. "Hello" I say to it. Hello, It says back. "Did you just.. talk?" I ask. No, it says. Only you can hear me, Emma. "You know my name?" I ask. Of course I do. And you don't have to talk out loud. You just need to want me to hear your thoughts. Ok, I think at the fairy light floating in front of me. Do you have a name? Eclipse, the fairy light says. That's a nice name. We're both silent for a few moments. Can most people talk to their fairy light? I ask. No. Eclipse says. So you're special then. Or you're special Eclipse points out. I'm not special I reply. How do you know? I just do. You're wrong about that. Are you sure? Yes. You can talk to me, can't you? That could be you. All fairy lights have the ability to talk to people, but only if that person can talk back. Are you saying what I think your saying..? Yes. You can talk to any fairy light. I have no idea what to do with that information. You're bringing me to school tomorrow, right? Yes. we're supposed to bring our fairy lights to school until it's time to transform. Are you hungry? Yes. How did you know? Your stomach is rumbling. Oh. C'mon then, I'm going to get a snack. Eclipse follows me to the kitchen. She bumps against the faucet on the sink, like she's trying to turn it on. I laugh. Do you want me to turn that on? Yes. I pull the faucet out, and a trickle of water fall down. Eclipse shoves under it. More!!! She says excitedly. I laugh and turn the water on more.
Chapter Two
Emma
The weeks pass in a blur. Mom and Dad didn't understand why I chose Eclipse as my fairy light. I haven't told anyone about Eclipse and I being able to talk. I don't think anyone would believe me, even if I did. I've never heard about anyone being able to talk to fairy lights before. Before long, it's been three months. "Settle down class!" the teacher says from the front of the room. "It's been three months since you all chose your fairy light, so today it's time to transform!" Everybody cheers. "Please remember, sometimes it takes longer than three months before a person can transform" the teacher adds. "In fact, for about one in every five people, it takes them longer to transform, so it's highly unlikely that all of you will transform today. I will not tolerate anyone making fun of anyone else for their form or not being able to transform. Anyone who does so will immediately be sent to the office. Do you understand?" A chorus of "yes ma'am's rises from the students. "Good" The teacher says. "Now, follow me outside!" Everybody lines up behind the teacher, following her out to the field like a line of ducks waddling behind their mama. "Would you like to see my form first?" the teacher asks, when everybody is lined up and facing her on the field. "Yes!" come the eager shouts. The teacher concentrates for a moment, and then her ears seem to disappear into her head. Rabbit ears grow out of the top of her head. Her hair gets a pinkish tint. I catch a glimpse of a fluffy-poufy tail "I'm a mind reading rabbit" the teacher says. Mind reading isn't super common. "Amelia, you're first" The teacher says. Amelia walks up to stand in front of the teacher. "Concentrate" The teacher says. "Focus on your fairy light. And when you transform for the first time, your outfit will change" Amelia nods. She closes her eyes. A few seconds later, she transforms. Her ears melt away, replaced by horse ears. A horn spirals out of her head. Her clothes are replaced by a poufy ball gown, shimmering and glittering bright red, orange, and yellow, the exact colors her fairy light were. Her hair twists down her neck in a fancy braid. It's tinted yellow, orange, and red. Her horse ears match, and her horn is solid gold. Flowers flow down one side of her dress. "A flower unicorn" the teacher says. Amelia's face twists into a triumphant smirk. Controlling flowers is a rare ability, but weak and pretty much useless. Amelia goes behind the teacher. All of Amelia's friends transform, and then it's my turn. I step in front of the class. I focus on Eclipse. I focus for a few moments, but nothing happens. Why can't I transform? I don't realize I sent Eclipse the question until she responds. You need to let go. "It's ok if you can't transform right away" The teacher says. "Can I try again?" I ask. The teacher nods. I focus on Eclipse again. I concentrate. A tingly feeling sweeps over me, and I suddenly see a glimpse of stars, then it's gone. My head hurts. Eclipse bobs in front of me. I stare into the flickering rainbow-black fairy light. The tingly feeling returns. I close my eyes. I let go of Eclipse, the only friend I've ever had. I don't say goodbye, because it's to final. I give in to let Eclipse become a part of me. Instead, I find myself rushing past stars and galaxies. I'm back on earth, a headache pounding and pulsing against my skull. "Emma?" the teacher asks worriedly. I think she says something else, but I'm back in space, zooming past planets and clusters of nebulae. I admire the beauty of everything around me, but I want to go home. I want to go back to Eclipse. I try, but I'm stuck in the never-ending, crushing beauty of all the stars, all the planets, all the galaxies, all the clusters of nebulae.
Chapter Three
Eclipse
I hope Emma is alright. I'm not surprised this is happening, but I also didn't prepare for if it did happen. I think I know what I need to do, but I can't be sure. "I'm going to take Emma to the nurse's office" Emma's teacher says. I should probably be quick. I concentrate on the power that I've been sending to Emma and pull a little away from her. Emma's eyelids flutter. I pull a little more of my power back. A little more. Emma's eyes open. "Emma!? Are you alright? How do you feel?" The teacher asks. Emma blinks a few times. "My head hurts a little" She finally says. "I'll take you to the nurse's office" The teacher says. I pull the rest of my power back. There's a blinding light, and when it fades, Emma has transformed. She's wearing a dark brown dress, the skirt stopping just above her knees. She has soft leather boots reaching almost up to her knees. There's a dark gray cloak with the hood pulled up around her shoulders. She's wearing a necklace made from a simple black cord with a deep purple gemstone hanging from it. "Umm.. what is she?" One of the students asks. "Her from is hidden" The teacher says. "What does that mean?" The same student asks. "If a fairy light has to much power for a person to control, their form will be hidden" The teacher explains. "But I thought it was just a rumor" To Emma she says "You won't have to go to the nurse's office, the power of your fairy light must have been so strong it made you pass out" Emma goes to stand by her classmates who have transformed. What did you see? I ask Emma as I float over to her. I saw space. Emma replies. And it was beautiful. Uh-oh. Space is probably one of the worst things Emma could have seen. It's dangerous. I tell her. I can't explain here, wait until we get home. Ok.. Emma says. That's a little.. concerning, but sure, I can wait another 5000 hours for school to end! You have to wait. And it's only five hours, not 5000. Fiiiiine. Eye-roll emoji to 10,000, but fine. I'll wait. If I could roll my eyes, I would, but fairy lights don't have eyes. This is probably the first time I wish they did. You know you love me. I tell Emma. Do I know that? she asks. Yes, now shut up so I can see what forms your classmates got. I'm not forgetting about the explanation you owe me. I know, I won't either. Can you please let me think now? Do fairy lights even have brains? No. We're kind of like jellyfish. You are much more special than a jellyfish. Also, more important. Shush now and let me think. I'll be able to explain sooner if you let me think. Think away then. Emma settles in to watch her classmates find their forms. I think about what Emma said. I saw space. And it was beautiful. I don't think anything could be more troubling. Emma seeing space is bad enough.. but her thinking it's beautiful? I need to talk to someone. Someone with answers.