She could feel the warmth of her tears form but before they could escape Katalina closed her eyes tightly, trapping the tears. She wouldn’t – couldn’t let herself cry. She had already cried enough tears to fill a lake and she promised herself she wouldn’t shed another one. Of course, that was easier said than done. Her head fell to the side and rested against the cold glass of the bus’s window. The crisp cool against her forehead seemed to help and freeze her tears in place. She stayed like for a few minutes to the point in almost falling asleep until a baby’s cry brought her back to reality and she could feel her skin began to burn at the baby’s distress. It wasn’t magic more like a strong second sense. It was that sense- empathy, whatever you want to call it, that fact remains that it made Katalina hate being around people.
Kat plugged in her earbuds an in attempt to drown out the world around her and the crying baby once more and it worked as the music playing in her ears allowed her to escape from reality as her eyes felt heavy and when she couldn’t keep them open and allowed them to fully close. The young witch drifted off into an uneasy sleep, nightmares still plagued her dreams. The images of her dead lifeless parents flashed in her mind. She had learned how to manage those dreams but now- a flash of her aunt’s dead lifeless body flashed in her mind, jolting Kat awake with a startled. Her eyes were wide as she frantically looked around and breathe a sigh of relief as she realized it was just a dream and she sat back. Her heart raced in her chest and she had to will it back to normal.
Once she finally calmed back down, Kat gave up on sleep altogether for the last part of the journey and steeled to sketching idly in the book she brought along. After five hours of being trapped in enclosed space like a bus, Katalina had finally arrived in New York City. She didn’t push her way off, but she was close to it when the other passengers took their sweet time. It felt like time had slowed to a crawl as she waited for the other people to move off the busy. She tapped her foot impatiently as the older gentleman in front of her moved like a snail as he fetched the bag that got lodged under the seat in front of him. It felt like he moved slowly on purpose just to torture her and his irritation was rubbing and scratching on her nerves like sandpaper. She was about to offer her help only to make his move faster when he finally got it dislodged and exited the bus.
“Never again,” Kat muttered to herself as she was freed from the bus and swung her bag over her shoulder. She hurried to get as far away as she could from the rest of the coward exiting the bus. She had a feeling if she had to spend another second with them she would go mad.
She had been to New York City before, but this time it felt different. The only other times she had visited the city was with her aunt or with friends but, never on her own. It was an odd feeling to have. Maybe it was more to the fact she had up and left her old life to start anew. Or that she didn’t really have a plan of actions. There was something freeing about not having a plan and totally opposite of her normal self. She used to be a planner and a good one, but life had a way about unraveling your plans that Kat decided it did matter any more and so here she was, in a new city to start a new life with no real plan.
Kat spent most of the day wandering the streets of New York. She kept her camera in hand and was able to get some incredible shots. It was the first time since the death of her aunt that she felt nothing, as she got lost in her work. She had even lost track of time as her focus was on capturing the different aspect of the city and it's inhabited with her camera, it was only when the battery died that Kat had realized the day was over and the sun was starting to set on the horizon. It was also about this time that her stomach announced that she hadn’t eaten at all today and was now demanding substance other than water. Giving into her hunger’s will Kat started her way down the street to find a place to grab a bit to eat.