Devils Roses 04 - Witch

lifted it from the box.
    A snow globe.
    She had officially lost her mind. Her birthday was in a couple weeks. Someone had obviously sent her the snow globe for her birthday and she was acting like it was a bomb.
    She raised an eyebrow at it. Inside there was a blonde woman in a long sleeve red dress standing at a window inside of a stone room. The windows of the room revealed a snowy forest. She tilted it upside down and glitter filled the room, making the water sparkle.
    Through the swirls of sparkly water, she saw the head of the woman turn toward her. Her bright blue eyes sparkled. Her lips curled up in to a smile. She reached her long slender fingers toward Ophelia.
    ‘Ophelia’
    A whisper floated in the air around her face. She dropped the snow globe back in the box and closed the lid. Her breath was ragged and her skin crawled with goose bumps.
    She pushed herself up using her bed and backed away from the box. She walked backwards until her back hit her closed closet door. She shook her head and closed her eyes for a second.
    O let’s go.” Her sister shouted up the stairs at her.
    She turned and ran from the room.
    She walked into the kitchen, wondering if anyone noticed the frightened look on her face.
    “What was the package?”
    She shrugged, “Some snow globe. Not sure.”
    Her mom frowned, “That’s weird.”
    She nodded and looked over at Jake. He looked amazing.
    “You guys played amazingly last game. Jake how many scholarship offers did you get?” Her dad sipped his coffee and leaned against the counter. Ophelia smiled. Her dad didn’t want them to leave.
    Jake blushed, “I got four offers. I’m taking Notre Dame. I never imagined I would get it.”
    She couldn’t believe how humble and sweet he seemed.
    Abbey walked into the kitchen and smiled at Ophelia. Ophelia couldn’t help but notice how pretty she looked. Until she realized her golden hair and bright blue eyes reminded her of the woman in the snow globe. She shivered thinking about it.
    Abbey frowned at her and nodded at the clock.
    Ophelia cleared her throat, “Uhm dad we should be going.”
    He laughed, “Oh right. I forgot you guys were going out. You kids have fun and we’ll see you when you get home girls.”
    Her mom kissed her on the cheek, "We'll be at the movies when you get back. We're going to the late show."
    She walked to the door, wishing she could crawl back under the rock where she had hidden for eighteen years. She didn’t know what changed to make Jake notice her or Maria be nice to her. She had a bad feeling the Ouija board wasn't to blame. There had to be something else. She was terrified they were going to torture her at the party. She looked at the sweet smile on Jake's face and the annoyed look on her sister's and felt reassured. Abbey would never hurt her.
    Jake stepped in front of her, to get the door for her and Abbey. She watched his huge hand take the handle. Images of his hands touching her filled her mind. From the shadows she’d watched him forever. Whether it had been playing football or making out in tenth grade with Melanie Nolan.
    Suddenly as if she were Cinderella, she was living a dream. The dream she had wished for every day.
    He put his hand on the small of her back and walked out of the house after her.
    “You-uh, look, uhm pretty Ophelia.”
    She felt the heat from his hand on her back permeating to her face. Her whole body was blushing. She felt the sweat start to creep across her brow again. She couldn’t wait to get to Lance’s house and get in to the pool.
    He opened the truck door for her. She tried not to look at him as she climbed in.
    “Oh you too.” She winced as she climbed into his huge truck. He closed the door for her.
    She unrolled the old truck window and looked at her sister who was grinning, “I’m going to bring our car O. I will meet you guys there.”
    She waved and closed the window. She couldn’t talk. She was probably dying from a nervous breakdown inside.
    Jake climbed in and sat on the seat not starting the truck. He looked as if he was trying to build up the nerve for something. He took a breath, “I’ve liked you forever. You make me really nervous.”
    She started to laugh. He turned to face her looking heartbroken. She put a hand up, “No I feel the same. I thought I was the only one. I feel like a moron around you. You make me nervous. Look my hands are sweating.”
    His hurt face split into a huge grin, “Oh god you scared me. I didn’t think