to work later .” I rolled my eyes , giving my brother an annoyed lo ok as he continued on, “He wanted me to give somethin ’ to you as soon as I got off work. Gave me twenty bucks too! He said I had to bring it to you the second I was done workin ’. So. Here I am. ” Just then, Leo saw the new fishing lures we had out on display and sauntered over to them to inspect the latest arrivals.
“Well ?” I impatiently threw my hands up at Leo. “What do you have to give me?!” I swear the kid has Attention Deficit Disorder.
“Oh! Yeah,” Leo shook his head as he glanced over to me an d reached into his back pocket . He pulled out a very crinkled, folde d envelope and handed it to me. I looked at it, puzzled. “What is it?” I asked.
Leo shrugged as he started to walk towards the front door, “Don’t know, don’t care. I got my twenty bucks. And with what L ittle Nicky paid me, I’m frickin ’ rich. Call me Mr. Trump. Later , Scoobs .”
I shook my head as I watched my brother walk out of the store. I figured the envel ope must be something important and probably had to do with whatever ‘items’ Brennan was goin g to have me keep at the house. My heart started racing and the knots in my stomach slowly started twisting. I flipped the envelope over to open it , and then, chewing on my lip and glancing around the store, I got too nervous to look at whatever was inside. What if someone was watching me? Maybe I s hould open this when I got home, when I knew I could be sure that I had my Fairy guardians around me . For all I knew, there was some invisible Troll or dragon watching me. It’s not as if I knew about all the special skills of the inhabitants of Fey. I did know that some dragons can cloak themselves and become invisible to humans. Brennan and Anya had told me that much. What if there was one somewhere close? Although, that would be nearly impossible since dragons were supposedly unable to pass through the po rtals from Fey unless it was a Blue M oon. Although, Sirrush got through. Ugh. The thought of that stinky old dragon gave me a funny taste in my mouth. It was his dumb fault that I’m in this stupid mess right now. As much as I wanted to open the envelope right then and there, I decided to wait until I got home to see what was inside. It was just about time to lock up the store anyway, so I wouldn’t have t o wait long.
I pulled my bike up to the side of my house and glanced around the yard, looking into the wood s behind the house. I counted at least seven small F airies. I also noticed that Simon, from the Royal Guard, was in his human form and lingering amidst the trees too. Good thing F airies had that déjà-vu thing working in their favor and that we lived in the middle of nowhere. Some stranger standing in the woods would surely draw attention or make any passer-by suspicious. My house was quiet, except for the television which was broadcasting some show on the Discovery channel. My parents were probably in the living room watching an episode of some fishing show . Ugh. More fish. What was it with me and fish lately? I couldn’t stand them, and now I was swimming in deep troubled waters with Mermaid s! I called out to my parents that I was home , kicked off my shoes , and ran up the stairs to my bedroom two at a time. Safely in my room, I glanced out the window and saw th ree F airies on patrol on my window sill. You wouldn’t think three small , little F airies could protect me, but in about a second, they could soda-pop fizz into their human-sized selves in the middle of my room and probably Kung -Fu the crap out of anyone who might be after me. Trust me on this fact. Brennan and Anya gave me a demonstration to ease my mind when we returned home from Traverse City. Once I saw them in Kung Fu a ction, I felt pretty safe with F airi es lingering on my window sill.
I sat down on my bed and opened the envelope. Inside it was a folded piece of white paper that looked like a letter.
“Well ?” I impatiently threw my hands up at Leo. “What do you have to give me?!” I swear the kid has Attention Deficit Disorder.
“Oh! Yeah,” Leo shook his head as he glanced over to me an d reached into his back pocket . He pulled out a very crinkled, folde d envelope and handed it to me. I looked at it, puzzled. “What is it?” I asked.
Leo shrugged as he started to walk towards the front door, “Don’t know, don’t care. I got my twenty bucks. And with what L ittle Nicky paid me, I’m frickin ’ rich. Call me Mr. Trump. Later , Scoobs .”
I shook my head as I watched my brother walk out of the store. I figured the envel ope must be something important and probably had to do with whatever ‘items’ Brennan was goin g to have me keep at the house. My heart started racing and the knots in my stomach slowly started twisting. I flipped the envelope over to open it , and then, chewing on my lip and glancing around the store, I got too nervous to look at whatever was inside. What if someone was watching me? Maybe I s hould open this when I got home, when I knew I could be sure that I had my Fairy guardians around me . For all I knew, there was some invisible Troll or dragon watching me. It’s not as if I knew about all the special skills of the inhabitants of Fey. I did know that some dragons can cloak themselves and become invisible to humans. Brennan and Anya had told me that much. What if there was one somewhere close? Although, that would be nearly impossible since dragons were supposedly unable to pass through the po rtals from Fey unless it was a Blue M oon. Although, Sirrush got through. Ugh. The thought of that stinky old dragon gave me a funny taste in my mouth. It was his dumb fault that I’m in this stupid mess right now. As much as I wanted to open the envelope right then and there, I decided to wait until I got home to see what was inside. It was just about time to lock up the store anyway, so I wouldn’t have t o wait long.
I pulled my bike up to the side of my house and glanced around the yard, looking into the wood s behind the house. I counted at least seven small F airies. I also noticed that Simon, from the Royal Guard, was in his human form and lingering amidst the trees too. Good thing F airies had that déjà-vu thing working in their favor and that we lived in the middle of nowhere. Some stranger standing in the woods would surely draw attention or make any passer-by suspicious. My house was quiet, except for the television which was broadcasting some show on the Discovery channel. My parents were probably in the living room watching an episode of some fishing show . Ugh. More fish. What was it with me and fish lately? I couldn’t stand them, and now I was swimming in deep troubled waters with Mermaid s! I called out to my parents that I was home , kicked off my shoes , and ran up the stairs to my bedroom two at a time. Safely in my room, I glanced out the window and saw th ree F airies on patrol on my window sill. You wouldn’t think three small , little F airies could protect me, but in about a second, they could soda-pop fizz into their human-sized selves in the middle of my room and probably Kung -Fu the crap out of anyone who might be after me. Trust me on this fact. Brennan and Anya gave me a demonstration to ease my mind when we returned home from Traverse City. Once I saw them in Kung Fu a ction, I felt pretty safe with F airi es lingering on my window sill.
I sat down on my bed and opened the envelope. Inside it was a folded piece of white paper that looked like a letter.
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