~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Prologue~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Star City
August 13. 1832 hrs
"Mom! Mom? We're here!" I call out, walking into the house.
"Paige, Allison? I'm in the lab girls." Mom yells back from the basement. Of course she's in the lab. It seems like she and dad are always in their labs. The downside to having brilliant scientists for parents.
"Come on Alli, let's unpack." My sister's big, blue eyes are looking into mine. Today her eyes have a sweet, sparkling twinkle in them. Probably because we're at mom's house. Alli loves mom. Well I do too, she's my mom, but she and Alli are closer. Now, I'll never have a relationship like that with her. Not because she's a bad mom. It's because she doesn't know. Dad won't let me tell her.
Alli and I go to our bedroom, to our dressers, and we begin unpacking. I'm used to sharing a room with my little sister. We share a room at dad's place too. Mom and dad have been divorced since before Allison was born. Alli starts humming. It's the lullaby I usually sing her before bed.
I, on the other hand, am quiet. Now, I'm thinking about school. What it would be like to go to school; that is. I'm different. Not like other girls, other people. After my accident, I did try to go to school; once. Dad home-schools me now. So often times I dream of being normal, just a plain Jane girl, going to school.
Still, I have the occasional market visit, and there's always gymnastics. My extremely small gymnastics class. Meaning it's just me, one other girl; who doesn't talk to me, and the instructor.
"Emmy?" Oh my goodness! Oh, it's just Alli. She scared the socks off of me.
"Hmm? What?" I ask her. She's standing next to me, holding her bear. I got her that bear, last Christmas.
"Can I go see mommy now?" The rule is we unpack first, then go see mom; if she's in the lab. I glance at her bag on the other side of the room. she is done unpacking. I'm not.
"Yes. We can go see mom now." I leave my bag where it is and grab hold of my little sister's hand.
*Hi, your author here. First, I"d like to say thank you for reading my story. It means a lot to me. Second, if you see a grammer mistake please tell me. I won't be angry. Third, just a little fun fact. Allison calls Paige 'Emmy', because their father calls her by her middle name. When Allison was little she couldn't say Marie, it always came out as Emmy. So the nickname stuck. If you have any questions send them to me as a P.M. or as a Review either works for me.*