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Prologue: An unforgettable night

I woke up to find this really bright light shooting through my window, from the back yard. So I got out of bed swiftly and quietly, not wanting to arouse whatever it

was. I slowly pull my drapes out of the way kneeling by the window, to find a scene from one of those super hero action movies. There was this gorgeous girl, she

reminded me of a star; I think she would remind everyone of a star because she had a white light glowing off her. Her long blond hair was flowing above her head as

if she was in water. Her feet about 24 inches off the ground. She had her arms and legs out stretched, she look relaxed. I couldn't tell anything else because the

light was just too bright for my eyes, so I went to get my sun glasses. When I returned to my window she had her palms facing out and there was, what looked like

lighting shooting from them. Next a whole bunch of things in my back yard came to life. They rose in the air, like she was, and started to circle her. After about what

seamed for a minute, she put her arms out in front of her and the items responded. They all flew forward and I looked to the direction they were headed, and I saw

this guy. He saw these items shooting at him, but he didn't move an inch. All he did was stare at the girl in the air and smile, and not one thing hit him. This guy was

good looking; he would be one of the guys that every girl drooled over. Just as I was staring at the guy, going over his muscular body, brownish-red hair, and

matured-manly face, everything when dark again; so I removed the sunglasses and placed on the window sill. When I looked over to where the glowing girl had

been, I saw nothing but air, I saw her lying on the floor with the good looking guy picking her up. What? How was that possible, a second ago he was about 15

yards away from her and now in the blink of an eye he was beside her? As he held her, looking her in the face, the girl's eyes slowly opened, and at seeing him

there, a huge smile spread across her face. The guy then smiled even bigger, he smiled a smile that would make every girl melt. Then all of a sudden they started to

talk, so I opened the window slightly so I could hear what they were saying. I was lucky they were speaking loud enough for me to catch every word, but apparently

unlucky because I must have made a noise.

"What was that?" the girl said as soon as I slid the window up, so I ducked.

"I didn't hear anything," the guy said. "I'm sure it was nothing knowing how strong your getting it could be miles away."

"No it sounded like it came from my sister's room… like she slid up the widow." "My sister's room"? That couldn't possibly be my sister. I had a twin sister, but that

totally couldn't be her. I mean one my sister was so not that good looking. My sister, ever since our mom died at age 8, totally changed. Every adult understood why,

they said that it would just be passing but it never was, it was hard for her, I mean to have your mom die in your arms. No one knew how my mother died, but we

found her dead on the front lawn in my twin sister's arms. My brother, Kevin, was 10 at the time, but he never cried although I think he did at night while no one

could see him. My brother and dad have been looking out for my sister since then, I try too but let me tell you it's hard. She doesn't talk to anyone. She wares geeky

close and gets good grades, but I never see her with anyone, now that I think about it I barely ever see my sister. She locks herself in her room and never answers

if we come to the door, I can never find her during lunch, and sometimes she disappears even during classes. It's like, she has a life no one knows about. So I guess

that could make that girl, outside in my back yard, my sister but my sister didn't have blond hair any more, that left as well with my mom; she dyed it brown and it

has been that way for a while, I know cause it was brown today when she was at dinner. As I looked back out the widow to see what else could prove that the girl

outside wasn't my sister, I noticed they disappeared. So I decided to go into my sister's room to prove it wasn't my sister who was outside. As I got up from the

widow and turned to leave my room, it was my sister standing behind me. She was looking at the ground shaking her head.

"Why, Jules? Why are you not in bed?" She said in a sad voice.

"Well, it's a beautiful night out and I wanted to looked out for a while," I wasn't about to tell her what I had seen, she would think I was crazy.

"Then why is the window opened?" she asked and looked me in the eye.

"What do you mean?" I said confused at how she knew this because the drapes had swung back over to cover the window; unless some way, this girl with chestnut

hair was actually the girl with blond hair.

"Bree? Blake knows, he has sent the others to….. "help"!" said the boy that was in my back yard.

"Bree? Was that really you? But I mean…. What's going on?" I asked apparently this was my sister. We all used to call her Bree-Bree because her name was Brianna.

Could that gorgeous girl from the back yard really be my geeky sister? I then finally looked at what she was wearing. She was dress, normal, or should I say

different. I was used to a sweater with a pair of the same old kakis. Instead she was wearing a tight pair of black sweats, which hugged her body nicely to show off

her slenderness; with a red tank, that too, also hugged her body to show her many curves. She also wore sneakers that were muddy and looked worn out. This was

the most shocking, because I have only ever seen her in black flats. She looked like any normal person in our school, nothing like her normal self. I just couldn't stop

my self so I blurted out, "what are you wearing, Brianna?"

She looked down at what she was wearing and all she said was, "Crap!" The totally cute (being even cuter up close) guy that was now standing right behind her,

looked shocked too, like a huge secret had just been blow; and apparently there was a secret that was, now, going to have to be told. I looked at the guy again;

there was something about him, something that was so familiar, those blue eyes, that hair. Then I knew who the guy, standing in font of me, was.

"Are you Jason Tiber?" I blurted out with out thinking. Right after I said it I realized how lame it sounded. Bree just rolled her eyes and Jason, nodded with a little

snort- laugh. He was the same age as us, 15, but looked much older. He was the guy all the girls at school wanted, so why was he with my sister. I mean no one

looked twice at my sister not even most of the geeks.

"Look, Jul, get into bed and pretend to be sleeping," my sister said breaking the silence.

"But?" I said totally not wanting to go back to bed.

"Just do as I say!" I could have just said you're not the boss of me but there was something that just made me follow. I got into bed and closed my eyes. After a

minute I opened my eyes slightly, to see Jason holding my sister's hand. This was all confusing, I mean Jason wasn't dating anyone and no one knew why. Could it

really be because he was secretly dating my sister?

"I knew this was going to happen!" my sister said.

"I'm sorry! It's my fault! I should have never come by and had you practice, and I pushed you so hard you fainted." Jason said in a sad voice looking down at my

sister, she was about 2 inches shorted then him.

"No, Jas, it's not your fault. I'm glad you came, plus we needed to practice it makes me stronger. The passing out I need to be careful with! When I'm using the

power I feel fine, powerful; but after, when I stop all of my energy just drains and I pass out. The problem is I don't know my limit until I have stopped and it's too

late. It's not your fault." My sister said.

"Well, is there anything I can do, at least?" he sounded, like he truly cared about my sister.

"You could hold my hand and help me get through this, and then take me flying in… um……. I don't know…… how about above the Nile after this is over. I mean if

that's ok with you?" she smiled up at him probably already knowing it was a yes. At this he pulled her in closer, he's big muscular arms tensing around her thin ones

that had some muscle showing, which I had never seen in those hideous, baggy sweaters.

"I'm fine with that!" he said a huge smile spreading across his face. Just when I thought they couldn't get any closer and my sister couldn't be any luckier, he looked

down at her and leaned in.

"Not here, Jas, not in front of my sister." My sister said in a sad voice.

"She won't remember," said Jason in a teasing voice that made me confused, I would so remember this, how could I not.

"I know, but.." and there lips met. It wasn't one of those sloppy kisses you see walking down the halls of our school, and it wasn't just a peck either. It was a sweat

kiss, and my sister looked truly happy, something I hadn't seen since we were at the zoo for our birthday. My dad put her on his shoulders so she could reach the

highest branch, of the oak tree, to swing on.

As they separated, he didn't let her go. She leaned her head against his chest, as he stroked her hair with one hand and held her tight with the other.

"Can I?" Jason asked.

"Sure, like you said she will forget!" she said sadly.

"Bree, you do realize this isn't your fault either? It's his fault." Jason said.

"I know but I just wish there was something I could do!"

"You are! Look you wear this thing," at saying this he pulled her brown hair off and all the blond-white hair, I saw from the flouting girl before, came falling down. "I

mean this must not be too comfortable. Plus you put a force field around the house so he can't detect it, which takes much of your power, and I can tell puts you in

pain. You also try to stay as far away from your family. Which I can tell hurts you more then you let even me see. It's not your fault, you tried to protect her, you

were too weak, and he saw your tattoo. I'll be here if you need me, your not going to be alone again, Bree. Even though you'll probably be so powerful you could

kick his ass by yourself," he said with a small chuckle, trying to brighten the mood. A tattoo? My sister has a tattoo, since when and who saw it, dad? This was too

much work on my brain for one night. I looked back to my sister, her head was still against his chest, tears where spilling over her eyes. Just then other figures

entered the room.

"Aw, look at the cute couple! You know I could get some major gossip on this!" said what sounded like a girl's voice. My sister and Jason separated but stayed joined

at the hip, with his arm around her waist.

"Ok! Can we get this over with?" said what sounded like the shadows in the corner.

"Is there another way?" my sister asked with no hope in her voice. The girl came into focus she was tall, thin, and had red hair. I don't know if I had ever seen her

before, but I was definitely going to check at school.

"I know how you feel, Bree. But it's for her own protection, and you know how important that is." said the girl.

"Yes! That's true! Alright! I trust you Kayla!" my sister said, Jason giving her an even tighter hug. I thought for my sister would suffocate.

"Is she awake?" the girl named Kayla whispered.

"Yes!" at this I took it as an ok to look at them, so I opened my eyes fully. I tried to see the other figures in the room so I could look for them also at school but it

was too dark, plus Kayla was coming forward blocking my view. She put a hand on my forehead it was cold but felt smooth. This was definitely one weird night, I was

trying to piece some questions I could maybe ask, when everything went black.

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