Quarter Galaxy

Invasion

"Magic!" I say as a pink butterfly flies out of my hand.

"We're not all star goddesses like you Ms. Kora." Diego said weakening his stance, starting to lean.

"Me being a child of the stars 🌟 doesn't have anything to do with making beautiful creatures like butterflies," I tell Diego as the butterfly lands on my fingertip.

"Are you ready though?" I asked.

"Yes, I am let's help some people!  Woooooooooo!" Diego said enthusiastically as he ran out of the room with his hands in the air.

Me and Diego were going out to try to collect Quartalines. Quartalines are coins that contain some rare enzyme that can re-awaken a magic ability in a person. It can help restore a gray human. Gray humans are people that have lost their Magic. They usually turn gray after so long without having magic in their system. Being a future Queen I have to study 📖 stuff like this. Sometimes this world is my 13th reason.

I look at my messy art corner in the room. I just finished the butterfly pond. Basically, there was an orange pond because orange is my favorite color.  Purple butterflies because why not. Not everything has to be orange. It looked ok I would give myself a C-. The pond shape is ok. The butterflies though somehow I made them look depressed.
I don't even know how.  However, however, I'll get better. That's what Diego says.  He and dad are the only people I take advice from everyone else has let me down so.  I say shooting my eyes to the ground. Sometimes my thoughts make me pissed 😤.  It'll get better Diego and papa would tell me. Well, how freak in long is that gonna take I say looking at my orange room.

I walk out of my room looking at the eczema on my arms. I hate it so much. It makes me look uglier than I already am. I am about '5, 10', my right eye is red and my left one is a typical hazel. My eyes aren't circle there shaped like stars ⭐️. I have green tips on my curly brown hair. I have a ring shaped like an orange star on my middle finger. It's one of my most prized possessions. My dad Rain gave me it when I was 9. I'm a little hairy but I shave. However, it seems like my hair comes back even quicker.  I grab my bucket from the marble counter.

"Be safe out there honey." My mom strolled 🚶‍♀️ over to me and said. My mom always sounded so fake but that's just how the woman talks. She gave me a gentle hug and I hugged her back.  My mom was a light-skinned woman 👩. She was tall, taller than most women but dad still loved her, he didn't care. My mom had hazel eyes. She loves talking about them. She's a lot self-centered. Which is why I don't like her but I love her.

"I will mom I have Diego. He's strong. Well actually never mind. Well, I mean actually to an extent. Yeah, that makes sense. K good."  I said looking up in the air as I thought about it.

"I can't wait until you come back! We're going to practice your princess walk. Your gonna be queen this year in August. Big 2023!"

I put my hand in my orange shorts 🩳. I start squeezing my hand.

"Yeah, mom but until then I wanna keep working on my art. My Romeo. My masterpiece." I say in vehement. I spawn an orange ribbon out of my hand.

"I will also be a ribbon dancer," I said.

"Oh, sweetie. Your art is like from a 7-year-old and ok you can dance but your figure, your skin. Just stick to being the queen of this Western part of Galacia. It's what the ancestors would have wanted. We might have to give you plastic surgery though to fix your everything." Mom said proudly.