My bag bumps against my legs and sleeping bag. The sun beats down on the warm fall day. As I walk into Skye's neighborhood, the entry fountain twinkles like a diamond. I wave playfully at it, and for a second, just a second, it seems to wave back. But I shake my head to wave it off. Must have been a trick of the sun.

        The gate opens, and I continue walking to my best friend's house. Skye and I have been friends since we were 9 years old in the fourth grade. I was an extreme pushover, and Skye, being brave, stood up for me. We have been friends ever since. My calm manner also helps complete Skye's fiery one, and vice versa. Skye runs up to meet me and helps me carry my stuff in for our sleepover.

        When I reach her house, Skye runs out to greet me and help me with my bags. Her red curls bounce off her back, and her dark green eyes shimmer in the sunlight.

        My long, brown hair is in a simple but perfect ponytail. I'm tall for my age, and have deep, blue eyes, like the ocean on a sunny day.

We play games in her backyard, eat some delicious pizza, then retire to the basement to chill out for the rest of the night.
After some chatter, Skye says, "Do you still like Grant Borden?"

"What!?" I answer, a bit shocked. "I liked him for, what, a week?"

"Yah, right," Skye responds. "You were, and still are, obsessed with him."

"What!" I seem to have raised my voice a bit. "I don't obsess over boys! Especially old Grant!"

        Normally calm, I feel rage boiling right beneath the surface. Why do I feel like this? Over Grant? But I don't even care about him!

I'm perplexed with this insane rage that has consumed me, when I realize Skye and I are standing on opposite sides of the basement. Skye looks like she's about to box me, and I guess I look the same. I almost involuntarily raise my hand back, like I'm about to slap Skye. Skye seems to have done the same. We throw our hands out, and a flow of water and a flash of lightning are thrown at each other.

Zap!

We stare in shock as an envelope pops in mid air and floats to the ground.