my magic?

Normally people awaken to their magic between the ages of 4 and 8, as I'm 5 It could even happen today. But I don't really mind waiting.

Even if I got mine when I was 8 I wouldn't fall behind because my magic power would be so amazing, I'd be better than everyone else even if they had 4 years more experience than me and-

knock knock

Shit, Its the neighbour

no please

please let me go. Fuck I'm to short to escape. I hate this body, beautiful as it is.

"Brynjar Timothy is here!"

Shit Shit Shit Shit

I've got an idea. I'll pretend to be asleep. I immediately flattened onto the bed and and pulled the covers up.

"Brynjar!"

-

I heard my mother walking up the stairs and I began to sweat. This wasn't good. What if she forces me to come down anyway, No, what if she brings that fucker Timothy up anyway. What am I supposed to do. Die?

No. I haven't even gotten my own magic yet or harem.

I heard the footsteps etching closer as I began to break into more of a cold sweat.

I heard a sigh behind me, Is she going to give up? hopefully, But that bitch isn't likely to do that. This isn't such a situation I can be optimistic about, I must prepare for the worst.

"Brynjar, wake up, Timothy is here"

-

she opened up the covers revealing my face, I tried my best to pretend as if I was asleep but to no avail, she did something even worse than trying to wake me up.

"Timothy, Just come up into Brynjar's room, It seems he's asleep"

Those words should never have came out of that traitorous bitches mouth

"kayyy!" Timothy exclaimed

Oh my fucking god, I might throw up. I can't deal with that obnoxious cunt, please can you fuck off back to your house, even your voice makes me want to commit suicide, please im begging you

Timothy stepped into my room with the biggest smile ever. fuck i cant deal with this.

Then as he saw my sleeping face, he decided to run and jump on the fucking bed

at this time my mother had already left the room.

"What are you doing?" I asked

"lets play a game"

"No"

"Okay, I'll get that book, and we can see who can last the longest" Timothy proclaimed

"lasts the longest what?" I decided to just cave in, it'd be over in a few hours so I might as well just do what he wants for now.

"whoever can last the longest being hit by the book wins" Timothy shouted

What is that little fucker saying? did I hear that correctly? Is my 5 year old ears becoming deaf already?

No I already knew they weren't because every single god damn time that cunt comes over, he always decides to play these games and no matter how many times i refuses he does it anyway.

"Uhm, no thanks." I stated

"Okay, I'll start!"

"Wait wha-"

as one would expect, I got whacked by the book as hard as a 5 year old possibly could, and even though I was also 5, it surprisingly didn't hurt. Normally it does.

"Whoaa, scales!" Timothy blurted

"scales?" 

I was confused by what he said as I went to touch the place the book hit me, but it didn't feel like skin, It felt rough and it seemed as if there was lots of small, rough, oval like things on my skin.

"SCALES!" I blurted

I had finally awakened to my power, scales!

It wasn't as incredible as I thought my power would be, but I doubt my power would just be scales because I'm to awesome for that, I'm guessing its something like transforming into a dragon.

Timothy hurriedly went to my mother and said that I had scales growing out of me, to which my bitch of a mother came running in.

I got agitated by the sight of her, like I always do, but more so by timothy standing next to her in awe.

just as I wanted them to die, 2 scales shot off and towards the direction of them and grazed their skin a little.

What the fuck. Did I just almost unconiously try and kill them?

Timothy started whaling from the small graze like a bitch and speaking of bitches, my mother looked surprised yet happy that I awakened to my power

but maybe its because I loathed them both with a deep hatred or maybe its because i couldn't control my newfound power very well. all of the scales shot off at once towards their direction.

I saw them running outside the doorframe as I slowly began to lose consciousness.