Leanna sighed, holding tightly to her book bag, awaiting her mom's friend to pick her up. A mini-van arrived, a smiling blonde woman in the driver seat. The brunette smiled back, fixing her teal beanie before clambering in the passenger seat. There were a few snowflakes littered in her brown hair. "Hello, dear." Amy greeted the young adolescent. Leanna nodded silently. Her mother had recently passed away, her father was unknown, and the teenager's mom had given her friend Amy full custody over Leanna. The tiny female had a secret, which is why her mother entrusted her to be safe in the household of the Duncans. They wouldn't tell, they knew it was a secret that could possibly change the world. "How are you?" Amy asked, in high hopes of conversation. "I'm good, thanks." Leanna stated quietly, picking blue pieces of paint from her nails. "Your stuff has been delivered, and it's all ready for you in the attic. I hope you don't mind that being your room for the time being. At least, until someone moves out again." The older woman informed the younger. The brunette nodded, "Thank you for taking me in." "Oh it was no problem. Your mother and I were very close friends. I'm sorry for your loss." Amy dismissed the earlier statement. They got out of the car, walking towards the house. As she neared the front door, Leanna realized something; This was the start of the rest of her life.