“I don't know how. I just knew I could do it...” I look at her and shrug. Not understanding any of it.
She shakes her head and waves her hands in the air as if she's trying to forget the last few minutes and then grips the steering wheel and starts to drive. “I can't compute right now. My brain is mush... I'm mushed!”
We continue the drive home in silence. Both of us just trying to get our heads around what had just happened. Weeventually park up on Cassey's drive and are glad to discover the wind had eased off quite a bit.
“Kris I'm staying at yours tonight. You're like real life Marvel DC lady now. We gotta see what else you can do!” She's literally looking at me like I'm the biggest prezzie under the Christmas tree. I can't help but laugh. She looked freaked in the car and now she looks mega excited.
“It was just a fluke. I have no idea how I did it.”
We go inside and head to the kitchen. Cassey sits in her usual spot in the corner on the counter.
“Stopping a tree from falling on us and putting it back in the ground is not a fucking fluke!” She all but shouts. If my mum wasn't awake, she is now.
I hold my finger to my lips and point upstairs. Cassey mouths sorry at me then continues in a loud whisper.
“Kris this is incredible! You don't even seem excited about it!”
I grab a glass of water and lean against the counter. “I'm freaked out I guess. I don't know what to think. Maybe I just passed out at the dance and I'm having a crazy drunk dream.” I take a sip of water and nearly choke on it when Cassey pinches my shoulder. “OW! Violence is not the answer!”
“Yes, it is! You're awake! Now be happy you saved our lives! And come to think of it you saved the tree as well so be thankful for the good Karma coming your way.”
She's right I did save our lives, and the tree's life. I feel a smile spread across my face. Despite what happened with Nick and that Alistair stalker guy I feel happy. The feeling of gratitude that came from the tree when I pushed it back into the ground was like nothing I've felt before. Whatever this power is and however it works I can work to figure out, but for now I'm gonna enjoy this euphoric feeling of happiness. Everything else I can worry about after the weekend.
Chapter 3
After the best night’s sleep of my life, the morning light streaming through the curtains is demanding my eyes to open. I try my hardest to stay asleep. If I stay still then I won't need to open my eyes and face the raging hangover that's waiting for me, like a gremlin rubbing his hands together ready to pound a headache into my skull. I move my feet under the covers to try and find that nice cool spot that only lasts for a few seconds and that's when I realise I'm not under the covers. I must have kicked them off during the night. Even so, I should be cold but I'm not. I move my feet around to try and find my covers and that's when I feel something flutter over the skin on my legs.
I open my eyes and the sight that greets me means I'm definitely still in the land of nod. Dotted all over my body are butterflies. All different sizes and colours. I feel tickling on my head and lift my arm to brush it off and the butterflies that are perched on my arm stay there, instead of fluttering off like expected. The ones on my head just shuffle over when I gently nudge them. I feel like I should be freaked out but I'm not. I'm strangely calm. I relax and take a deep breath.
That's when I feel the connection. It's kinda like last night with the tree but instead of the sadness and the panic I feel calm, rejuvenating energy. I know exactly where every butterfly is, every leg and every wing. The energising feeling coming from each and every one of them is flowing into me like pulsing waves. It's a fantastic feeling and I can't help but smile. Then, as if on cue, they all take to the air and flutter out the window. I sit up and watch them all go with a goofy smile on my face. I turn back to check the time and see Cassey staring at me like I've got Legolas and Loki in bed with me.
She goes to speak a few times but no sound comes out. I jump out of bed and drag the sleeping bag off her. “Morning Sunshine!”
She sits up and points her finger at me. “You... butterflies!... Fucking.... no-way-... this is just....I mean.... you've got no hangover!?!?” She's beyond confused the poor girl.
“No? No, I don't.” I know I should, I mean I was beyond drunk last night. I don't even have a headache. Then, it hits me. “Somehow... and don't ask me how but I think the butterflies sorted that.”
“Kris, this is beyond weird. After last night and now the butterflies somehow curing your hangover, I have no idea what to think about anything anymore!” She gets up and goes to the door. “I need coffee!”
I follow her in a bit of a daze. What the hell is going on with me? It's not bad so far, I guess. I don't understand why or how though and that's the confusing part. Have I somehow turned into some kind of super hippie tree hugger?
I make Cassey a coffee and myself a green tea and we sit in the living room. I realise its only 7am. I would've thought I'd have slept in more but my best guess is that I can thank the butterflies for making me an early bird today.
Cassey downs her coffee and takes a deep breath. “So, let's get this straight. OK. You have a creepy stalker. You stopped a tree from falling on us without touching it. Saving both our lives. You wake up in the morning covered in butterflies and after getting totally sloshed the night before you somehow have no hangover. Then to top it all off you have a perfect complexion and your hair is shinier than it has ever been!”
I look down at my hair that's fallen over my shoulder and run it through my fingers. “Wow, it is really shiny.” Another plus to the hippie powers.
Cassey clicks her fingers in front of my face. “Focus! This is all totally crazy!”
“What's totally crazy?”
We both look up to see my mum standing in the doorway.
“Umm...” Cassey looks at me with a questioning look.
Do I tell her or do I just come up with some story? I never lie to my mum. Then again since when does this sort of thing happen to people. Will she totally freak out and get me tested? No, I don't think so. I mean Cassey seems to be handling it quite well.... sort of. She was there though she's seen it all happen, whereas my mum is just gonna hear some craziness from her daughter and her best friend. Oh! I don't know what to do!
“Is it something bad?” My mum says as she sits in the armchair with one brow raised.
