Chapter 1: Annie Catalano

I ring the doorbell and wait for my cousin Justin. I really have to stop forgetting my key. The door opens and reveals my sister Olivia instead. She sighs.

"Forgot your key again, Sell?" she asks. I nod with a shy smile. I always forget my key. "Come in." She leaves room for me to come in.

"I swear, we have to staple a house key to your hand." I look up and see Justin. He's on the second floor, leaning against the railing. I roll my eyes.

"Shut it, or next time I'm purposely locking you out!" I joke. He chuckles and motions for me to come upstairs. I climb the spiral staircase and to my cousin, who leads me to my bedroom. "What's up Cuz'?"

"You know what tomorrow is?" he asks with a big smile on his face. Tomorrow...April 17, 2014. Not ringing any bells. He notices my blank expression and sighs. "Your birthday?" My eyes widen I alarm. How can I forget my own birthday? I'll be turning twenty-three tomorrow. If only I know more about myself to officially celebrate it.

"If only my parents were here to celebrate it with me," I sigh, sitting on my bed. "Tell me the story again."

"I've told you this story a million times," he says, but tells me anyways. "After that car crash back in August, our parents both died. You were in the car with them, you went into a comma for a month. You woke up with amnesia."

"What were my parents like?" I ask in awe, even though I already know the answer. He always has a far away look in his eyes. He misses my parents as much as his.

"Amazing people. They loved you very much," he says. Then quickly adds, "And Olivia too." I cock my head to the side.

"Why do you always do that?" I inquire.

"Do what?"

"Always make it seem like you always forgot Olivia is my sister," I point out. "It's like you forget about her ever being blood-related to me." He stiffens like he always does.

"I don't know what you mean," he protests.

"And why do you always seem like you and her 'have something'. Your cousins, that's gross," I say. I always see them getting close to each other. A little too close for family, in my opinion.

"I've always liked you better than Livvie," he says casually. He always uses that excuse, but I let it go after that. I know he won't tell me anything more.

All I know is that I'm Selena Alosi. I am twenty-two (soon to be twenty-three) and I do not remember anything from before September 23, the day I woke up to find myself in a hospital. I discovered that both my parents and Justin, my only cousin, parent's died in a car crash. The five of us were in a car coming home when an intoxicated man crashed into us.

They didn't make it. I did. I don't know how, but I did. I don't have any memory of my past. I live in a house with my sister Olivia, and Justin.

Olivia has blond hair and blue eyes. She looks nothing like me or Justin. Her eyes are more dark blue than my ocean blue. I have straight dark brown hair while Olivia has more of a curl with her's. Supposedly, we are sisters and she's eight years older than me. I like to call her Livvie sometimes.

Justin seems like the only one I can trust. Don't get me wrong, I trust Olivia with my life, too. Justin's the only one who actually looks like me, though. He has the same brown hair and blue eyes as me.

I don't remember anything form before September 23. Not even my name, until I saw Justin's worried expression when i first woke up. I always think Justin's keeping something from me. He and Olivia both are.

There are no photographs from when I was younger. A supposed "fire" burned the first house down and this is the second. I don't believe it. It's all to far-fetched. Justin won't tell me anything. Olivia is very hostile towards the subject.

It took a few months, but I finally got a picture in my head. I am Selena Alosi. I am twenty-two. I live with my cousin Justin and my sister Olivia. I live in the tiny town of Bakersville, Georgia. My parents were both killed in a car crash. It all seems fake though. There's always something in the back of my head, trying to get out. It might be a memory, or just my conscience. Whatever it is, it never stays enough for me to comprehend.

"I'm gonna go take a nap," I say. I need to clear my head a bit. Sleep always helps. I walk into my room and tuck myself under my covers, letting my mind wander.

I always feel like something's wrong. Whatever they aren't telling me, it's big. And I mean big. Its something I want to know, but no one will tell me. Which brings me to another point. I always feel like someones trying to find me. Someone else out there, is looking for me. I don't know know who, or why. I just know they're out there.

I had a dream the other night. I was running through the ruins of a city. I hear the name "Annie!" being called. For a reason unknown, I know the person is calling out to me. Then I see a yellow Camaro driving off. I think I saw black racing stripes on it's hood. I try to make something out of the dream. What can it mean? Or am I just going crazy?

I sigh. It's clear that I can't sleep with this mayhem thats going on through my mind.

It's probably my "midnight snacking"; a horrible habit I develop when I'm nervous. I mess up my hair with my hand and throw my legs over the side of the bed. It's quiet for awhile, until I hear some noises outside my bedroom door I tiptoe to the door and see that it's Olivia and Justin talking. I look through the crack of the door and eavesdrop.

"She's asked it again, we have to tell her the truth," Olivia says. What truth?

"She can't find out. I promised her back in Maryland that I would keep running and hiding from the Decepticons and the Autobots," Justin says. Decepticons? Autobots? What is this, some sci-fi movie? "I also promised her that Annie Catalano died back in August." Annie. There's a connection, I just know it.

"I'm telling you, it's that necklace. We have to get it away from her," Olivia persuades. I clutch the clear stone around my neck.

After my comma, I woke up and found it already around my neck. It's a cute charm. It's a pearl shaped sphere that's clear and has blue liquid in it. It usually seems really drab though. I always thought it was a gift or something. I can't bear to part with it. It's like a safety blanket.

"That thing is the last thing she has left of our great-grandfather. I know she wouldn't want me to take it away from her, even if she knows what it does or not."

"It's like a tracking device. Those Autobots you two told me about are gonna come here by tracking it down. Do you want that to happen?" Olivia practically shouts. Why does the word Autobots keep coming up?

"No, but I know what it means to her," he defends.

"What about the pin?" she asks. I see him fish something out of his pocket. It glows blue. "You have to get rid of that. Why'd you keep it all this time?"

"I know. I'm just...hesitant. If she ever finds out about the life she used to have then there is no going back. She is going to get sucked back into the war and that is what she's been trying to run from. We're going to have to go back on the run." He throws the thing into a nearby trash bin. I watch in astonishment as Olivia locks her hands around his neck and gives him a long kiss. He holds her waist closely.

"Please don't," she says. He lovingly strokes her cheek.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."

I back up from the door and hit the foot of my bed soundlessly. I sit on it, trying to process what just happened outside my door. My hands cover my mouth.

They kissed! Their cousins and they kissed! Or that's what they say. They haven't been telling me the truth lately. What's with all this talk of Autobots and Decepticons? What war? What happened before I went into that comma. Something happened; something big. I need to know, I have to know. I just need to know where to start.

My dream. It means something. The ruined buildings, the yellow Camaro, the name. Annie Catalano. The name feels so familiar, like an old friend. I need to find out who Annie Catalano is, and I will stop at nothing to find her.


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Melody is back with the third of fifth story in the series! I will be updating every Sunday, as usual until something comes up.

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