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My life isn't miserable, but I like the sound of what's coming.

Over the course of my short, miserable life, I have come to a conclusion. To never date a swimming coach. Random? Well, that was what was going through my mind as my coach forced me to take a start. You see, the coaches are highly immune to puppy dog eyes and all your pleas. They were when I was four, when I was ten, and now, when I am sixteen. Yep, that's how long I have been swimming. 

I am Eliana Edwards, a lot of things with that, but I like to keep it short. I am an advance swimmer, and I have been the fastest of all my batches, and believe me, I have been shuffled through a hell lot of them.

This year, I am swimming with my junior swimmers, since I have stuff when there is the advance meet. You see, I am not a tournament swimmer, swimming is my passion. 

I am a Wiccan. I don't have superhearing or superstrength or fangs or claws or reptile skin (yeah, some people do think Wiccans have those). I am mostly like a normal human, with two hands, two legs, and a head. A single head, I might add. I have powers, yes, but my powers are subtle, not wild, like I can't as much as light a candle with my magic or turn on/off the lights. No, my powers are feeble. At least that's what I know. 

In a true sense, stuff like vamps and werewolves and witches doesn't exist. There are only gods and goddesses, whose powers people channel.

But we Wiccans don't. We channel the elements and use their magic. But like I said, our powers aren't strong. We can only do such things as control the wind speed, or its direction, or controlling the flames or such stuff. Water is the hardest element to control, the wind being the easiest. You see, we can tame fire, the second hardest element to control, if we learn to control the winds, but water, no, water truly is uncontrollable. But there's something about the water, it calms me and soothes me. Fire does the exact opposite.

But we don't just channel the four elements. We channel other objects of power too, such as famous gemstones; the bigger the gemstone, the more its power. We channel the moon itself, other astronomical objects such as powerful constellations. There are some of us like me, that can even sometimes draw power from the dead. 

We Wiccans are highly intuitive, and so, are excellent warriors. We can read people, like we can guess what they're thinking. It's quite easy, you see, as long as we know the person, we can imagine their response to a certain situation, and also, their thoughts on a certain situation. 

Well, I think I am just blabbering, so, I am just going to get back to the present.

I whimpered, as the coach told us to jump headfirst (with our hands at the front) through the loop inside the water. I was the finest, of course I was, I was swimming with my juniors. Only the people in Advance were my parallels. I watch as the first three juniors of mine jumped perfectly through it, and fear of embarrassment crawled up inside my throat. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself, but it certainly did not work. 

The fourth one was sloppy, so, she did it the wrong way. 

Finally, someone to share my embarrassment with. I thought. But the rest all were perfect too, and that just made everything worse. I begged the coach to at least put the ring away. But, he didn't. I whimpered, pleaded, cried, begged, but like I said, swimming coaches are immune to all of it. And so, I was forced to jump. 

Unsurprisingly, I did it the wrong way. For someone who was as good as me in swimming, it was a shock to everyone how bad of a diver I was. Well, it is what it is, dear. 

The coach told me to come up and try again, and this time, shockingly, I managed to get through. Well, that was my day, how was yours? Good I hope.

After the practice ended, I basically ran home, just to tell someone that I had taken the start correctly. Start and dive are two different things, FYI. My diving's much much much worse.

I practically partied throughout the night, stuffing my stomach with all the healthy food I was forced to eat and some other stuff. Before sleeping, I examined the scar stretched across my clavicle. Wiccans didn't heal too much faster than the humans, just an itty bitty faster. There was a sad story behind the scar, one, I wasn't too eager to share. But I knew tomorrow was going to be way worse, of course it was going to be. I was going up against Dominic. Everyone's worst nightmare.  


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