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Intro
This is the story of me and Lyn Raine, a sixteen year old teen with problems reaching out to anyone due to a “gift” she was born with.

You see, Lyn lives in the Kingdom of Zhara; or more specifically Thune, a special town in that kingdom reserved only for those related to the royal knights of the kingdom. In Thune, everyone living there is blessed with a magical gift. For some it may be a simple and useless gift such as the ability to summon (but not talk to) spirits, and for some it may be something extremely useful such as being able to conjure anything anywhere anytime. Some people get multiple gifts while others only get one. While many people end up with something not bothersome or useful, some also have a curse-like gift.

Lyn was one of those people. She was born with two gifts - the ability to summon cat spirits and a curse. Her naturally silver-blonde hair turns dark whenever someone tells a lie, darker the bigger the lie is– for example if you tell her you have a crush on someone you hate her hair will turn raven black; but if you tell her you have a crush on your best friend whom you platonically love, it will turn a somewhat light shade of gray.

Now you may think “Isn’t that a gift? No one can lie to you, you’ll immediately be able to know who all of your fake friends are, blahblahblah.” but oftentimes the truth hurts. And knowing who’s fake and who’s general? Why that sounds amazing… thats what Lyn thought whilst hearing the stories about backstabbers as a child too, but she realized that too was a curse when her own mother told her “I love you” and her hair turned a dark gray.

Regardless, I believe that sums up everything you need to know about Lyn before you get to learn more about us and our story.



Part One

Lyn had gone to the local school for a while before she met me. The school was from fourth grade to the end of high school, meaning she only had to survive three more years there before moving on to college.

On the day she started off with going to locker 583, where most of her schoolbooks were being kept.

Somehow in all five and a half years that we had gone to the same school I had never noticed the beautiful girl who had her locker placed next to mine. When she left her locker I found my way next to her.

“‘Ello!” I said with a smile.

Lyn mumbled a barely audible “Hi.” and sped up slightly. Of course though, me being me, I didn’t take the hint and continued to walk next to her.

“My name is Rayni Lopez, but most people just call me Ray soo you can just call me that,” I continued, “What’s your name?”

“Lyn,” She replied through a sigh, still practically silent.

After a couple seconds of silence I realized she wasn’t going to help me out with continuing the conversation.

“Sooo what’s your gift?”
Lyn just shrugged, still trying to get away from the social interaction.

“I’ve got ice powers.” I made a huge snowflake, but it disappeared just as fast as it appeared. “...yeah I’ve got quite the space to grow.” I added.

No response.

“Umm… What's your next class? Mine’s power control.” She was really good… at making it nearly impossible to have a conversation.

“Same.” She muttered. Her voice exposed her thoughts– a big fat sarcastic ‘Great.’

I ignored that though, being the stubborn mule I always am.

“Great! Lead the way.” I grinned.

“Do you not know the way after all of these years?” Lyn spoke a bit louder this time.

I gasped dramatically.

“Elle parle! ” She speaks!

That earned me a well deserved glare. “Haha, very funny.” Lyn said sarcastically.

“Sorryyy… anyways to answer your question, no I don’t know the way, my memory is shit, I know. That’s why it’s good to have friends!”

Lyn just sighed and tuned me out the rest of the way.

That lesson I watched her work on her gift to summon cat spirits, but I didn’t quite learn about her second gift. At least not yet…



Part Two

Lyn and I didn’t really talk much after that. Really the only reason we had our next interaction was because of one small coincidence.
I find it truly surprising how sometimes that one small thing can alter the course of your entire life.

I was just listening to music in my bluetooth headphones when they suddenly died, leaving Affluenza by Conan Gray playing at full volume from my mobile phone speakers. Luckily I managed to pause it quick enough for only a few words to be heard. Unluckily those words happened to be “gimme money, money till I’m bloody, blood-”.

Great. I thought, Now the entire school is going to think I’m absolutely insane.

Out of all of the embarrassing things I did every day, this was by far the most embarrassing.

But hey, none of them paid off quite as much as this. Lyn was one of the people standing there, and her light brown eyes were wide.

I tried to act as though I totally definitely wasn’t embarrassed the slightest bit and even managed a small smile towards her as I passed and rushed off towards my locker. Yet again I seemed to be unlucky, as Lyn was already on her way to her locker. When I finished sorting out what I needed I –well obviously– closed the door to my locker, only to find Lyn waiting, leaned against her own locker with a grin.

“Was that Conan Gray?” her voice was the loudest I had ever heard it, and clearly bursting with excitement.

We talked about him the entire way to power control. That lesson she did nothing with her cat spirits, she just talked to the teacher the whole time.

For the next couple weeks whenever we saw each other we would exchange random lyrics, but slowly and eventually we moved closer and closer to each other.

That was the first time for each of us when it came to having a best friend. I had many many friends but was never really close with any of them, and Lyn… well, she never had any friends at all.



Part Three

Soon enough (as in after a year-) I learned about what her second ability was. I didn’t believe her when she first told me.

“You’re bluffing,” I said while elbowing her.

“Am not!” She laughed and shoved me back.

“Right, so, if I say that I’m a two millimeter pink elephant with twenty five legs, your hair should–” indeed her hair did turn nearly black.

“I love Conan Gray.” I tried again, and her hair (which had faded back) stayed white. “No. Way. You can just control your hair color!” I decided.

She fake sniffled. “Do you really think I would lie to my best friend? Your my ‘fucking throw up in the bathroom but still love you’, I would never!”

“Fine then.” I tried to test her with a lie I didn’t think she knew was a lie. “I’ve had many best friends before you.”

Lyn’s hair turned black. “Aww I’m your first?” She poked me.

“Um… I have a crush on someone in this school.” I tried to throw her off with a truth she didn’t know but her hair didn’t change.

Lyn smirked. “Oooh who is it? Keep in mind I’m a living lie detector!”

“Uhh… would you look at the time I have to get to class bye!” I fled the scene as fast as possible, leaving Lyn with one raised eyebrow.

“Alright but I will find out!” She called after me before going in the opposite direction to her class.

After class came the dreaded moment of seeing her by our lockers. When I had put my books back I closed the locker door to reveal her standing in exactly the same way she did that day she first managed to open up to me with those words “Was that Conan Gray?”

This time she had a different question though. “Sooo, who is this mystery crush?”

“I- um… Finley Rickles.” I made up a random name and watched her hair turn dark.

Lyn held up the hair as proof. “Nice try. Why can’t you– wait… please no… greek god… please tell me its not Edwin!” she looked absolutely disgusted by the thought.

Who knows why, but I continued to attempt to lie. “Um yep yeah its him, thats why I couldn’t tell you.”

“Ok that time I would have been able to tell even if my hair didn’t turn black every time someone lies to me.” Lyn crossed her arms over her chest. “Come on, spit it out!”

At that point I finally gave up and mumbled, “You..”

Her eyes went wide and she took a step backwards, quickly checking her still white hair. “I- um-” she stuttered.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” I muttered, turning away and walking quickly to my next class, even though it didn’t wasn’t supposed to start for another fifteen minutes.

I should have continued to press against telling her. Why did I have to give in? I ruined a perfectly beautiful friendship. Couldn’t I just have been happy with my platonic relationship?

Lyn found me waiting outside of the classroom curled up in a ball.

She sat right next to me and turned towards me, leaning really close to my ear, close enough for her breath to warm my ear. “Can I tell you a secret?” She whispered

I nodded a tiny bit.

“You don’t have to stand at the exit. I… I’ve had a crush on you too for a while now.” She told me, cheeks red.



Epilogue

May gave me a very unimpressed look. “And then you guys just got married? That has got to be the most BORING fairy tale I have ever heard.”

I laughed. “You asked for a fairy tale about me, and I’ve got quite the boring life, so its not necessarily my fault!”

“Still.” The little girl sitting in my lap huffed in annoyance. “Momma is way better at telling me fairy tales from her life and you guys were always together!”

“Did I not just explain how we met at sixteen?” I laughed again. “Oh, forget it.”

“Mhm, well, can you go get momma to come here and tell me a REAL bedtime story?” May jumped off of my lap.

I shook my head with a smile. “Sure pumpkin.” I stood up and walked over to the door. “‘Night sweetheart. Sleep well.”

“Goodnight mommy! I love you!”

“Love you too.” I left her in her room.

“Apparently she needs you to tell her a ‘real’ story.” I informed Lyn.

“Got it babe,” She gave me a quick kiss. “Can you prepare the sundaes? I need extra chocolate on mine-”

When she came down she glanced at her sundae. “Hey, that isn’t a lot of chocolate!”

“That’s what you get for passing up the opportunity for me to take your last name and be named fucking rainy rain.”

She made a face at me and got the chocolate back out, melting some for her ice cream.

Can people give me constructive criticism? It’s just a simple first draft—

Things like how the plot was, if the POV was confusing, if the wording in a specific spot is bad, or if there was anything unnecessary you didn’t like.

Grammar isn’t currently my top priority tho, I’ll fix that soonish