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I was not in a good mood that morning. My little brother, Max the Trickster, had sneaked into my room in the middle of the night and reset my alarm clock. I woke up about an hour later than I should have. I also woke up screaming, dreaming that I was being abducted by aliens.
I raced into the kitchen where Max and Mollie were eating breakfast. Mom was leaning against the counter, a steaming cup in coffee in her hands. They all looked up as I came swerving around the corner, my shirt inside out, a dirty sock on my head. I gave Max my very best death glare.
"I hope you've enjoyed your life, because you are totally dead." I growled. Max grinned.
"Better get dressed first. You're shirt's inside out." he said. I suppressed a shriek of rage and stomped off to my room to get dressed.
As I said, it was a school day, a Monday, to be exact. I hate Mondays.
The others left before me. Mom drove Mollie to the high school, and Max to the middle.
There are a few things you should know about me, and my family in general. First of all, we're all really smart. I'm fourteen, Max is eleven, and Mollie is seven, but none of us are in the grades we should be in. Max and I both skipped fifth grade. So even though I'm fourteen, I'm a sophomore in high school. Max is in seventh grade, and Mollie… well, Mollie is even more special.
She's seven, and she's in ninth grade. Talk about a child genius. Mom wanted to home school her, but it didn't work out. Mom is the only one with a job, and actually, Mollie wanted to attend a public school. Why, though, I don't know. I've seen her in some of her classes. She doesn't fit in well.
Max is our family troublemaker. His favorite pastime is pulling pranks on the rest of us. His full name is Maxwell Percival Ryker. Mollie is Mollie Jeanette LeAnne Ryker. My name is Alexandria Emily Ryker.
You might say that I am the opposite of Max. I always get straight As, always on time, never skip class, do whatever I'm told. Of course, I also get picked on a lot. After Mollie, I'm the smartest one in my family. But aside from the smart stuff, my family is actually pretty typical, and pretty boring. Which is why I was so surprised by what went down that day.
I locked the door and turned to leave for school. I was raining heavily, but Max and Mollie had taken all the umbrellas. Just as I stepped onto the wet sidewalk, something huge crashed into me, knocking me down. For a second, I couldn't see, or think, even, as my head snapped back and cracked against the concrete.
It took a few seconds for my head to clear. Once it did, I managed to shove the huge load off me. I sat up, and realized I was covered in something dark and sticky. I knew blood when I saw it, even if I had never seen it in such large amounts before.
My brain jumped out of it's momentary paralysis and into super speed mode. I played back the scene in my head, and I realized something that almost made my heart stop.
Whatever this thing was that had fallen into me, had actually fallen on top of me.
It had fallen from the sky.
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