Chapter 1

A meeting most unexpected

Stormie

I was on the beach thinking about my parents, wondering who and where they were. Also why had they named me Stormie Elizabeth Weaver? Really, who gives their child a name like Stormie and then a middle name as unoriginal as Elizabeth? Also why I was even here at the island because everyone here had an ability like my best friend Seb (we are so close, we even have the same birthday!) who could read minds and all the other kids on the island could do something special too. I couldn't, the teachers asked me every day if anything was different like they expected me to grow wings over night or suddenly understand fish. They have been asking me that question every day for twelve years and every single time I have said no; except once when I tried sarcasm and said yes but everyone thought I was serious and were way too excited, so I never did it again. There was a prophecy about us, all the people with abilities, but the commander of the base refused to tell us exactly what it said. So no one really knows, though there are rumours.

I was still sitting there, thinking about those things and life in general half an hour later, as the sun finally rose. The beach was always my favourite spot when I woke up before everyone else; which was practically every day. It was so calm and peaceful. The clear water was beautiful at sunrise, when the pink and orange light from the rising sun reflected off the water. I also found the sound of the crashing waves soothing, and the sand between my toes comfortable.

Then I heard a familiar sound coming from the west. I looked up to the sky to locate the chopper coming in. Stormie wondered, what was it doing here? It usually only comes on Mondays to deliver the supplies. Since it was a Thursday, it had no usual business there, which meant that something was happening, and nothing ever happened on the island. This is a chance to finally know something before Seb! I thought gleefully. He's probably still asleep. I walked to the landing pad, which was where the helicopter was going to land since there was no other suitable area around. I got there before the chopper landed and had to wait before I felt the air begin to be whipped up around me and the trees began to sway and leaves rained down around me, twirling through the air in green-brown blurs. I could already feel my long untied hair knotting as it whipping around my face and getting in my eyes so I could barely see. Just as the wind was becoming unbearable the chopper touched down and the winds slowed.

The door the cock pit opened and Brock Hampton the base Commander got out followed by a young man with dark hair that covered his face so that I could barely make out any of his features. Brock's eyes looked around the landing pad a saw me standing there then started walking purposely towards me and the boy followed.

"Stormie good morning, it's good you're here. This is Dean" he said gesturing to the boy behind him "he is a new student here and I would like you to show him around"

"Hey" Dean said hand out stretched. Now that he was closer I could make out more of his features. He had calm grey eyes surrounded by thick dark lashes and his hair was black and fine. His nose was straight and not too long and his mouth perfectly shaped to induce indecent thoughts. Said lips were just curling into the most gorgeous lopsided half smile when I realised that his out stretched hand was in fact still out stretched and waiting for me to stop being so stupid and actually talk.

"Hi, welcome to the Island" I smiled and shook his hand which as warm and firm and just a little sweaty.

With a smile Commander Hampton made ready to leave and said "okay I have business to attend to you two get to know each other" he turned a started to leave before turning back " and Stormie, Dean is in room 15."

"Have you got everything" I say doubtfully eyeing his small backpack.

"Nope but the commander told me the rest would be delivered to my room."

"Do you want me to show you to your room then?" I ask sneaking a peak sideways to look at him. He was still half smiling and he looked amuse when he said

"maybe later, what else is there to be shown?" he says looking down at me then quickly before I even realize what was happening his hand darts out and tucks my hair behind my ear and I probably could have handled that had he not been so completely gorgeous and but what made me go scarlet was that he let his finger skim my shoulder slowly emphasizing his touch with an amused smile and the calm and confident way he looked into my eyes.

I was practically drooling on him by the time I and gave myself a mental slap and shook his hand off my shoulder. Right then and there I mentally resolved myself to not be affected by him like this again. I blush a lot it is something I have never quite been able to control but I was usually fairly good with words not a tongue twisted brainless bimbo like I was now.

I looked away untucking the piece of hair and hiding my face in the thick long blonde waves of my hair hoping that he couldn't see my face "well the facilities here consist of the office, the school, the beach, pool, games rooms and the library." I say trying to sound calm and cool though I don't think I did very well.

"Lead the way then" he instructed his low timbered voice sending shivers down my spine.