Chapter One: Here I Am
I couldn't believe how unfortunate I am! My whole life revolves around my bad luck, it seems. For one, my family thinks my grandmother needs some help fixing up her ugly little farmhouse, and they send me to do the job. Just me! My parents were originally planning to come with me; they're not that cruel. They won a cruise in a raffle just a few weeks ago. It's only two weeks, but until then I'll have to exercise my carpentry skills. As if I have any.
Another problem in my life: My best friend, Sandra, died three months ago. Yes, I know it's been some time since then, but she was my best friend.
But I was the one who murdered her.
Please don't take me the wrong way; it wasn't on purpose. Like I said, my best friend. Fortunately the police have no idea who killed her. I would turn myself in, but I'm afraid the world will find out about something that would make my friend's murder miniscule.
Oh, but I forgot to mention my name. I'm Lexie Klug: Meteor Freak. Or at least I think that's what I am. You see, I can make any living body move to my command. I'm not crazy; I don't think I am, anyway. But I am a meteor freak, and I hate it.
The reason I assume I'm not just a freak, but a meteor freak, is because I was curious to know what I was cursed with after my friend's death, which was the first time I used my horrid abilities. I searched online and found someone with a similar ability. Apparently this ignorant girl named Chloe Sullivan has a blog exposing all of us as freaks. I guess she calls us meteor freaks because we were affected by a rock that came from a meteor shower in a small town in Kansas. I was there the day of that shower. We, my parents and I, were going from visiting Grandmother (who, of course, happens to still live there) when it happened. Our Ford tipped over and the only injury was on the car. Or so it seemed.
Now I get to go back to Smallville, Kansas. Oh, joy.