Summary: 12 year old Lisette Rodrigues used to have a normal life before she went to that stupid summer camp at her school. She learns secrets from the beginning of her life and finds out about a whole different family from another world. As she grows older, she must discover things about herself that she never knew and choose if she wants to rid the world of happiness and joy by her mother's side or help her new family win the war to save them all. She must also fend for herself if she wants to be alive to be able to make that decision and be able to resist the evil gestures that her enemies present to her.

I wish I owned the original series that I will come later on D: but sadly *sobbs* I don't! I just own the characters! *runs to corner and cries*

Chapter 1

Brrrriiiinnngg. Finally. It's the end of 7th grade. I can now get out of science class and run home with no work during summer. Not that it'll last long since Mom signed me up for summer school. Not that I needed it or any thing. I was a good girl and a straight-A student. In fact I had asked her to sign me up for this because we would be reading a new book! And as you've guessed, I am a reader. I spend a lot of time locked up in my room reading, listening to music, and working on homework. Hard work is done by someone; it isn't gonna do itself you know. Maybe that was why I was so small and scrawny. Anyways my friend Lucy was also going and had asked me to come along.

Now i was my front door and opened it. My mom wasn't coming home in a few hours and my dad was at work, who was going to pick up Jamie (who was seven) and Kat (who was five). I automatically go to my room to read The Last Olympian, when I hear the phone ring. I pick it up to see who it was and found out that it was my dad.

"Hey Lisette, Jamie's gonna stay after school awhile to finish his project for class. I have to take Kat to her doctor's appointment so can you pick him up?," he said.

"Sure Dad. I'll pick him up in around an hour," I replied.

"K. Thanks sweetie," he said before he hung up.

If I had known what was going to happen once I picked him up, I swear I would've never even stepped out the front door. I walked over to Palm Springs Elementary school and sure enough there was Jamie waiting near the office. I thanked his teacher and we started walking in order to get home. Jamie was fiddling with a rubber gooey ball when suddenly, it rolled to the middle of the road. Oh crap. He then ran to the middle of the street to try and catch the ball, not paying attention to the car coming faster and faster. I scream his name and like the stupid overprotective sister I am, I run towards him. I hold him with my back towards the car, waiting for the impact of the car to crash on my back. Instead, to my utter amazement, the car flips over and is in more damage than me and Jamie.

O my god. How did that happen?

I look around and find out that a ton of people are watching and wondering the same thing, gaping at me and Jamie with their mouths open. Great. They must have thought that I was more of a freak than I was already considered. I hated being the center of attention and the fact that a few people that I knew from school were there did not help stop the blush creep up to my ears and cheeks. My blush and nervousness grew even more when a boy named Adrian helped me up and asked if I was okay. Right now, what I needed was to be ignored and left alone. I was used to it by now since that was always the case. So I took Jamie and ran home without answering the boy. Once we went home, Jamie looked at me with those huge and curious eyes.

"Lissy, what happened back there? I don't understand how you able to stop that car?" he asked.

"Neither do I. How about a deal. Since we don't want to scare Mom and Dad, we're not gonna tell them. Promise me that. And if you pretend like that didn't happen, I'll give you some ice cream. Please Jamie?" I pleaded to my little brother.

He hesitated and then said,"Ok then. Let's get some ice cream :D!"

I sighed. This was gonna be a long summer vacation. Let's hope no one tells my parents and they pretend like this never happened.

I was not prepared for what came next during summer camp.