Chapter 1

Cecily

In my dream, I was alone. The sun was beating harshly down at me. I was soaked with sweat and I was running towards the blinding flash of light near the sun. As I got closer, I could see a silhouette of a muscular man carrying an instrument that looks like the old-fashioned lyre. Who the hell carries a lyre around? I thought. Just when I was about the reach him, I was thrown off into the sea. Weird, I didn't notice a sea here.

Surprisingly, I didn't drown even though I can't swim well. My head bobbed in the beat of the waves. I looked down at the water expecting to see my own reflection, but was shocked when I wasn't in the sea after all and was standing on a sofa with the man sitting in front of me, his lyre on the table in between us. I immediately plopped down onto the seat and looked at the man. He was absolutely perfect. He has the most beautiful golden eyes and golden hair I have ever seen.

After a few minutes of silence, he spoke, "Cecily Anderson," He has a smooth, velvety voice. "My name is Apollo and I'm the God of the Sun." As he spoke, colorful little notes emerge from his lyre, creating a beautiful melody that seems so familiar yet so distant.

My mouth has a mind of its own and it spoke without my control. "Why are you in my dream?"

He laughed with the same velvety voice that could make me melt if this wasn't a dream. "I'm sorry, but you must be mistaken. This is not a dream, Ms Cecily. This is your vision." He chuckled at my confused expression and continued, "You need to fulfill your destiny and I am here to help."

I shook my head, still bewildered. "What are you saying, Mr Apollo?"

"I am saying that you're an immortal, with powers that are beyond even us gods." He stood up and walked towards me. "I'll explain everything to you later." He held out his hand and motioned for me to take it. I sat there stupidly, motionless. A second later, he held my hand and gently pulled me back into reality.

I woke up with a major headache and sweat was dripping down my chin.

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I was still thinking about the dream all through breakfast.

"Cecily, what's bothering you, dear?" My concerned mother asked aloud.

"Yea, you're so quiet today. What happened? Is there another break-up bothering you?" Chad, my annoying 18-year-old brother asked me. He blinked his big blue eyes down at me in mock interest.

I rolled my eyes and shouted across the table at him. "Shut up, Chad. You have just ruined my day." I had a crappy morning and I don't want my brother ruining it any further. It's true I had a break-up but that was long over and I don't need a damn reminder.

"Cecily, what did you just said to your brother?" My father asked in a stern voice.

I looked down at my plate of half-eaten pancakes and fought betrayal tears. Its okay for Chad to say something mean but it's not okay when I do. This is just so unfair. Sometimes I wonder if I'm really a part of this family.

I put down my fork and knife with much more force than intended and grabbed hold of my purple hoodie and swung my favorite black backpack over my shoulder and left without a backward glance. They didn't even bother to call me back in.

Whatever, I thought.

After a 10-minute walk to New Hills High School, I trudge towards my locker, keeping as invisible as possible. I don't like to be noticed much. I always kept my head down when walking in the hallways. People normally just ignore me because I don't really stand out much. With my typical brown hair and brown eyes, I was always looked over.

Compared to my popular older brother with his perfect blonde hair and blue eyes, I'm nothing. Usually, when introducing me to other people, Chad's friends would always say, "She doesn't look a bit like you! You're perfect and she's…" Let's jut skip that last part.

I gathered all my books needed for First Period English and slammed the locker shut. I turned and tightened the hood of my jacket tighter. I sat at the very back of the class, alone. I know, how sad, right? Yes, I don't have friends. I would just love to get through high school and get it over with. I put my chin on the table and people-watched. Other students were coming in twos or threes right about now. I was watching everyone closely, looking for that someone.

Richard Steels, the hottest guy in the Junior Class, sat at his assigned seat, in front of me. Oh and did I mentioned he was the only guy I used to date? The one Chad mentioned? Yea, this is the guy. Well, apparently, he made a prank of me with his friends. I didn't know about it. I was clueless as ever. I didn't know what I was thinking when I agreed. Maybe it was wishful thinking. A guy like him would date a girl like me? Hardly possible.

Well, the date went absolutely awful. I had put on my best outfit for that day. A brand-new Gap t-shirt and light blue jeans. I had even ditched my hoodie for him. And then he arrived about an hour late. And he brought his actual girlfriend with him! I was so embarrassed, I could've died. Turns out, his friends had taken a video of the whole thing and everyone knew about it. I was the laughing stock for a whole year in my freshman year.

Now, everything has been forgotten. Even Richard himself had forgotten and had erased that memory. But, I haven't. I will never forgive or forget that experience. One day, I will get my revenge. But, when is the real question.

The teacher, Mr Wills arrived and started reading a paragraph from our textbook. I put my whole head on the table and closed my eyes. Nobody was even paying attention anyway.

I was alone again in my dream. The same man I remembered to be Apollo had appeared in front of me again.

"Put your hood down next time." He smiled.

I began to touch my head which was surprisingly uncovered. My long brown hair was whipping about my face and the wind was so strong. In an impulse, I looked into the distance and saw a castle that looks weirdly like Hogwarts. I pointed to it and asked, "What is that?"

He glanced at what I'm pointing at and explained, "That's the 'School of Light' controlled by me." Then he pointed at another castle at the opposite end. "That one is the 'School of Dark' controlled by my twin sister, Artemis. These two schools are rival schools." I nodded in polite interest. But then he had to say, "You're going to be attending 'School of Light' soon, when the time comes."

I questioned, "WHAT?!" as loud as possible and was answered by giggles by my classmates. I realized I was standing in between my desk and my chair, and I wasn't in my dream anymore. Oh, shit. I sat back down and blushed.

"Ms Anderson, detention, for sleeping in my class," Mr Wills, the most annoying teacher on Earth, said. He slapped a piece of detention paper on my desk and walked back to the front of the class. I stared in disbelief at my name written in perfectly cursive handwriting on the light pink paper. I have never gotten a detention before. Let alone sleep in a class before!

"Way to go, Cecily!" I heard my classmates whisper at me. I don't know if they said it sarcastically or genuinely, but still: Way to go, Cecily.

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{A/N: Okay, so how's the chapter? I know I haven't finished my other story (Mortal Immortals), but I was just so tempted to write this story! I hope you all like it! R&R please~:)}