A/N: Hey guys! This is my first story so I'd really like it if you posted reviews or PMed me if I did something wrong cuz I'm still new here… Thanks, and enjoy! P.S: If some things in italic are un-capitalized then its Lena's writing, and she doesn't really care about punctuation.

Prologue

what i remember (dreams):

~ falling in an endless pit

~ mud/dirt (?)

~ a boy calling my name

~ our hands linked

~ slipping

~ falling deeper

~ screaming

~ darkness

I closed my spiral notebook shut and read over my notes in my mind. It had been the same dream for almost a year. I couldn't do anything about it but every time I woke up I felt so emotionless and empty inside. I never knew what happened but it felt like dying. And mud-holes, like tunnels with mud and dirt on the walls, closing in on us. Us. Me and him, whoever he was.

"Lena, dear! Are you up yet?" My Grandmother called. I loved her to pieces but she can be a bit weird. But then again, we all can, every caster existing is weird. We have powers, for god's sake.

"Lena? We'll be leaving soon!" Granma called again. "Yes Gran, I'm coming!" Today I'd be moving in with my Uncle Macon in some place called Gatlin County. I Googled it but not many results came up, it's apparently a small town kina close to where I am now. That's all I know of. I wondered if any casters lived there. I looked down at my charm necklace and kissed just about every charm at once for good luck. Because I know from personal experience that I'd be going through a whole lot of tough crap.

As I hauled my suitcase up from under my bed, I un-zipped it and shoved my PJ's in and closed it back up. I gazed around my room for the last time; it was nothing special, just the guest room. Simple things inside; two dressers, a night-stand, and a bed. No windows.

I walked out of the room and stood in front of the stairs. With my hand, I elevated my luggage into the air down the stairs then quickly ran down into the kitchen. "Hey, Gran." I said before kissing her smooth cheek.

"Hello my Lena, do you have everything ready?" she asked.

"Mhmm, my suitcase is at the door and I'm ready" I shrugged, trying to conceal my sadness. I actually didn't want to leave. "Make some friends, would ya?" She started, "It'd be nice, but don't tell them anything about us. Alright?" Her expression quickly showed a sad smile and she spread her arms out. "Come dear, and hug you Grandmother before you leave."

I pulled her into a bone-crushing hug and patted her small head. "I'm going to miss you Gran. Real bad, but I'll see you at the Gathering Days, right?"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, child." I smiled at that as she pulled away. "Now go, I see your Uncle's car in the driveway, and I know that he wouldn't usually be up this early. So long, dear."

I smiled and nodded as I opened the front door, and sure enough, there was Uncle M's hearse, sitting there. "Bye Gram! I love you!" I yelled as I walked out, dragging my luggage behind me.

"Ah, Lena. How you have grown, dear." Macon nodded. "Hi Uncle M, good to see you too." I greeted as I put my suitcase in the trunk then sat in the passenger seat of the car.

"Ready?" He asked

"I guess" I replied with a sigh.

I stared out the window and met eyes with one of the girls from my street. I forgot her name, but I knew that it started with a C. Caroline or Cassandra, maybe. She'd never forget my name though, I was Lena, the freak-show from out of town. That's what i'll always be. The Freak.

I buckled myself up in my seat as Macon pulled out of the drive way. I hadn't realized how exhausted I had become over the night and rested my head against the cool window.

I fell asleep to the sound of Uncle M humming a tune that I don't recognize and the low hum of the engine running.

A/N: Please review! I know that it's the first chapter of my first story and I really need your opinion! Thanks, and I'll try to update soon! Bye, Em :p

(P.S: Sorry that it's so short, I had to edit it a bit)