Seeing Stars

C. A. Hargreaves
Breaden had been in his new territory for less than a month. In that time he had been covered in feathers, blasted by ice and fire, pounded on by fellow Icefry in training and generally made to feel welcome.

All this came from being an Icefry. He was slowly getting used to the area. Melody, Cari and Brock had been very helpful.

He was walking down the street, totally minding his own business, when BAM, he was knocked to the ground by something. Talk about seeing stars!

"Ah, sorry Mister, hey, it's you again. You need to start watching where you are going!" the kid from the feather incident said.

"Oh no, not you!" Breaden said, as he laid his head back down on the ground. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket.

"Hello," said the voice on the other end.

"Can you come pick me up? I'm seeing stars!" Breaden said, and then hung up. Hoping like hell as he did so that the GSM in the phone was working.

"You want me to help you up, Mister?" the kid asked.

"Na, I'm just going to lie here and wait for my pick up," Breaden said, hoping that he would stop seeing stars shortly.

About five minutes later, a car pulled up and out climbed Melody and Brock.

"What you doing lying down there on the ground?" asked Melody as she came up to Breaden, who was still lying where he had fallen.

"See stars, lots and lots of pretty stars," Breaden said, not totally coherent.

"Hey, kid, do you know what happened to him?" Brock asked the kid who was hovering over Breaden, a concerned expression on his face.

"Yeah, I was playing with my basketball and it got away from me. I hate it when that happens. Is he going to be all right? I seem to keep getting him, first it was the feathers, now a ball," the kid blurted out.

"So, you're the feather kid? Have you had something like this happen before? I mean, your ball taking off on you with such force?" Brock wanted to know.

"Yeah, and other things, my mum said when I hit puberty that weird stuff might happen. Well, besides what normally goes on. We don't know exactly. Dad died before he could say more." The kid was a bit sad about this.

"Do you guys see the stars? The kid and his mum should come visit us. Can we go? I don't want to get sick on the street."

With the help of all three of them they managed to get Breaden and his stars into the car. They left the kid with another business card and an open invitation to come to their community.

Published by C. A. Hargreaves

C. A. Hargreaves is the mother of two adventurous boys. She works from her home office in Whangarei, New Zealand. She is the author of A Simple Guide to Skincare and soon to be released Fairy Alliance.  View profile

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