Jamie Ambrosius - 4. Journal 4

Jamie Ambrosius

Journal # 4

So after a few rounds of intense real time strategy, we'd call it quits and Matt decided to head home. He had to "prepare" for guests. I suppose that's something you do when you still live with your parents. I personally don't have to worry about that, we have a very open house, and I've practically always been allowed to do what I want. It could probably be out of guilt for my parents bad habits, they're like gremlins after midnight, and spoil me with freedom in the day-time. I'm not complaining.

While I was waiting for Matt I did a lot of thinking. Everything up until now, has been completely surreal. It wasn't like a dream, because I normally have control over those, but it was unreal. Most teenagers would probably be psyched, playing with their new-found powers. But I'm not. I'm gonna be smart about this, I'm not just some kid in a candy store with free money. Salem was actually a thing, and this could mean that people didn't die for no reason. Which means, if I exist, and this is real, then I'm still at risk. There was religious reasoning behind the execution of witches, people trying to act the role of god, the whole sha-bang. Those beliefs haven't changed. And on note of that, perhaps that's a lead on Mr. Boxom's motives. Which is peculiar, because I'm convinced he's a witch. . or 'warlock' or whatever.

I also started thinking about how statistically, if there are at least four people in the area with some degree of powers; there must be many, many more across the world. If there are a lot, then why haven't they been exposed, and spread across social media like bad memes on a john cena face? Surely not every single witch has been sheltered, or smart. Of course this must mean we're heavily targeted. However there had to of been attempts to document our kind, but refuse to reach the surface. Not only is it religiously shunned, but it's got to be government controlled. Maybe we're protected and have rights and I don't even know it. Is there a witch union? Do I have benefits? Shit. Or we're completely annihilated on sight, or used only for experimentation purposes. All I know is that I trust no one but my two friends, and my parents as of now. But I'm going to get answers. Not right now of course, because I have a day planned, so I'm gonna procrastinate and get on my phone until the plans are ready.

Lynn Anette: "Hey dude, I just got out of church, what are you doing?"

Me to Lynn: "Nothing much, just thinking and waiting for Matt to get ready for tonight. Were you gonna head over there?"

Lynn Anette: "I would but my parents are taking me over to my aunts for dinner or something which is gonna be a drag. We can hang out for a little bit before then though."

Me to Lynn: "I'm down, my room or yours?"

Lynn Anette: "Well I mean I already have a doobie rolled."

Me to Lynn: "omw"

After texting Lynn I slid my phone back into my pocket, grabbed my smokes, and stepped out my bedroom window. My roof wasn't very steep, so it was easy to walk across. And with a small hop, I was on her roof. Her window was already cracked, and I'd climb in with ease. There was a chair right under her window, so all I had to do was take a seat, and enjoy the ride.

"Sup dude!" I greeted enthusiastically after getting comfortable in my seat. Matt usually sat here and I sat on her bed, but he wasn't here so this was my domain now. Plus it was comfier.

"Heyyy! So you know that Devin kid I was talking too online? His ex has been hitting him up recently, and I'm not okay with that. He swears they're just friends but like, he used to live with her. You know we've been talking for like eight months now, and I don't think that's okay." She responded, which was a bit much to take in, in quite a little bit of time. I have to be honest, I'm not very good at caring about peoples personal love lives. I'm not great at giving advice, and more than half the time, I'll more than tell you to dump the other person. A majority of people are so stupid, it's rare to even find someone worth liking and putting up with. My friends and people I know put up with so much shit from other people, I personally don't know how they do it.

"Yeaaahhhh. He's stupid." Was my quick, and much expected response. "But what about Luke? I know you've kind of been chatting with him recently, he seemed a lot sweeter and much more committed." I added, so I didn't sound like a complete dick. I couldn't help it, Devin always sounded like a fuck boy. She'd double text this kid and he'd send her two words back. No no boo, that's not how things are gonna work. You are a queen, and these bitches will respect. And I've told her that which is why she laughed at my response.

"Yeah he has been talking to me a lot lately. He's the only one who actually sends me a good morning message. And you won't fuckin' believe it, sometimes, a good night message."

"Woah."

"Yeah I know, too good to be true."

"Sit on his face."

"God dammit Jamie."

We continued with small talk for a minute, we smoked her doob, and she eventually had to leave to go over to her aunts. By this time I finally got a text from Matt saying it was good to go, so I dipped out her window and headed back to my room to get ready. I was still in my outfit from last night, and wanted to change into something much more fresh. Plus Lucian is kinda cute, so low-key I was try'na look all hot to put on a show. On a side note, not gonna lie, at first I was all, oh, only use my powers for good, and keep them extremely reserved. I'm still going to do that, but I'm not gonna hesitate to get what I want anymore. The world is mine, and I'm going to grab it. That sounded very pretentious and egotistical to write, but it's true. I've got new goals now, that stretch much further and more concisely than college and retirement. Fame and riches was now in the equation, and I don't give a damn how many hoops I have to jump through to get there. And from the looks of the hunters I've already faced, there's going to be many.

And on that prior note, I was going to grab this opportunity that Lucian has presented, and take advantage of it. I had some plans for the boy, and was pretty confident I could pull them off. I had to start with changing of course, switching into some light track pants, and a dark hoodie.