Box

It was exhilarating, I felt like I could fly. The bike was good, but nothing compared to feeling my body reach this speed alone. I pushed my legs faster, and the grass whipped around me as I flew onwards. 

I wanted to laugh, but the sound that came out of my mouth was more of a throaty bark, it almost made me jump, and for a moment I was embarrassed by the deep, throaty pitch it held. It was just something I would have to get used to I supposed. Reaching the far side of the meadow, I turned and looked back. Jax was just a spot by the house, and I was thrilled at how far I'd come. 

For the first time in my new body, I felt happy, free.

It didn't last long.

I felt my control slipping, and saw Jax begin running towards the trees, I had no idea what he was doing. My legs slipped out from under me and my insides twisted. Gain control, breathe. I tried to, but it felt like I was being turned inside out. I shifted back, and coughed up black sludge. 

"Aria, Aria what happened?" It was Jax, I didn't get time to question how he got to me so fast, I was slipping back again. Back and forth. Losing control. "Come on, I'll get you back to the house." he said, and I couldn't protest as he picked me up and carried me back across the meadow. Annoying, I was having so much fun I thought, just before the pain returned and pulled me under again.

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Ow. Ouch. I'd changed hadn't I? So why did my body still ache?

I rolled over, and went face first onto the floor, my face embedded in a cushion. I'd been positioned carefully on Jax's sofa, and in rolling I had discovered that the sofa wasn't very big.

"Aira? Are you awake?" Jax's voice came from the kitchen, and I heard him walk in. I couldn't be bothered to lift my face, my neck hurt. "I was just thinking that- Why are you on the floor?" He sounded confused, but like he was trying not to laugh at the same time. 

I picked myself up, wincing. "It's not funny, I fell."

"I wasn't laughing, I just wondered why you had decided to passionately make out with my cushion on the floor" He grinned at me, and I sighed and sat back on the sofa, watching him. He was holding a box in one hand, and a cup of tea in the other. I took it gratefully, drawing a long sip and leaning back.

"How long was I out this time?"

"About twenty minutes, better than last time."

"Huh." I sipped my tea. "I actually do need to go back. I have exams coming up in a week or so, and my mother will be wondering where I am, despite my note."

He frowned, clearly not pleased with that idea. "I'm not sure you going back would be best-"

"I'll be fine, you said so yourself. And anyway, if it gets bad I'll call you, or come here. I'll keep working on my self control." I smiled reassuringly at him. He still looked a little put off, but decided not to argue with me. "Besides, you've done a lot already."

"Alright, but I'll help you any time okay? Do you need a lift back?"

"No, I can get the bus. I'll come round.... on Friday?" I asked, and he nodded. I grabbed my jacket and walked to the door. Just as I was about to leave, Jax called out to me.

"I almost forgot, here" He handed me the box in his hand, and I moved to open it, but he stopped me. "Open it at home, think of it as my birthday present to you. And Aria, don't ask where I got it... it was a family heirloom. In a way." He paused, "I will see you at school." Then he shut the door.

The End

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