"Emma! Emma! Wake up! We're here!" My mother screamed and started to gently smack at my sleeping body in the passenger seat.

"Mom! Stop!" I screeched and opened my eyes. I looked up to see a house much like the Cullen's in Twilight. "Holy shi-." I was silenced by an icy glare from my mom from the driver seat. "We're actually living here?" I breathed and pulled out my ear buds.

"Mhm! Your father and I got a great deal!" She beamed at me.

"That's insane…" I whispered. I glanced back in the rear-view and saw my brother's Lucas and Tyler's awestruck faces as we all crept up the long drive. My mother finally came to a stop in a huge garage and was soon joined by Lucas's Jeep, which was actually mine, and my dad's Fusion. I climbed out of her chocolate-brown Explorer and went to the back to get my sleeping, eight-month-old sister from the back. I carried her inside and my jaw instantly dropped as I saw the inside of our new house. My happy-shock turned angry when Lucas, my eighteen year-old idiot of a brother, rammed into me from behind.

"Watch it, brat!" He screamed just as Alexis began to bawl.

"Good going, genius. Shhh, Lexie, Emma's got you." I whispered in her ear as I began cradling her head against my chest. "You better not have scratched my Jeep." I hissed at him as Lexie's sobs slowed to relaxed breathing.

"Your Jeep?" He snickered. "Mom and Dad wouldn't trust you to drive Lexie's tricycle." He mocked.

"At least I didn't crash my car into a bridge." I snapped.

"Hey, that wasn't my fault. I didn't see it coming." He growled.

"How do you not see a bridge coming? They don't move." I laughed to myself.

"Emma, Lucas, stop it. Don't start fighting already." My mom ordered and she took Alexis out of my arms. "Just so you know, your father's the principal of your new school. I'm working at the hospital in town so we'll both be close if either of you ever need anything. Look, we know how hard this move is for both of you." Lucas and I both nodded. "Okay, now go start unpacking." She ordered again and then shoed us back into the garage. I started with the Explorer and pulled all of my crap out of the trunk in one load.

"What the-? Oh, yeah, I forgot. You're freakishly strong." Lucas snickered as he struggled with less then half the load that I grabbed.

"Or maybe you're just freakishly weak." I shrugged as I expertly navigated my way indoors and found the room that was going to be mine.

"I highly doubt that." Lucas appeared across the hall and continued our argument from before.

"Just because you own a set of weights doesn't make you a bodybuilder." I replied as I began unpacking.

"Sure, just like how owning make-up doesn't make you a girl." I heard him snicker as he began ripping off tape from his own boxes.

"That's not what Leo said." I called. Leo: Lucas's best friend from back home. Him and I dated for a few months but then broke up due to him wanting something that I didn't want to give. He was silent for a few minutes and then appeared in my doorway.

"You never did tell me why you broke up." He told me, his face was serious.

"Why do you care?" I looked at him as I stood on my tiptoes trying to put something on the top shelf of my built-in bookshelf.

"Because, I need to know if I need to kick his ass next time I see him." He replied. That totally shocked me… Lucas… Beating someone up for me? Unheard of… I was so taken back that I dropped what ever I was holding. It crashed down against my right wing…

Oh, yeah… Did I forget to mention I have wings?

Welp, I do…

I have a thirteen-foot wingspan that basically hinders everything I want to do… Like, I don't know… Be a normal sixteen year-old girl… No biggie…

"Emma!" Lucas exclaimed as he was at my side.

"It's fine, Lucas." I said. Pain was clear in my voice.

"No, you're hurt." He insisted and he and I looked down my tan and white wing with black tips.

"Lucas, I think I know when I'm hurt." I replied as I tried to move my wing. "Ow! Crap. Lucas! I'm hurt!" I whined.

"Mom!" Lucas and I both screamed at the same time.

"Did you two finally kill each other?" Tyler snickered as his thirteen year-old face appeared in my doorway.

"Go away, Tyler!" Lucas snapped as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and whipped it at him.

"Lucas! That hit my nose!" Tyler shrieked.

"Leave before I throw something at you!" I yelled.

"All of you stop it before I ground you for a year!" My mom screamed at all of us. Aren't we a loving family? "Now Emma, what happened to you?" My mom turned to me as our bickering stopped.

"She dropped a box on her wing." Lucas answered for me.

"Really Emma, you hurt the one thing I don't know how to fix." She turned her gaze on me. I shrugged. "Well, let's get you to the bathroom." Her and Lucas began to help me up. "Howard," She called to my dad. "Find the first aid kit!"

"Who's hurt?" I heard his voice call back.

"Emma." My mom replied as she sat me on the closed toilet seat and left the bathroom to go help dad find the first aid kit.

"Lucas! What did you do?" My dad snapped.

"Why does everyone think I hurt you?" Lucas looked at me as he sat on the edge of the bathroom.

"Force of habit, I guess." I snickered.

"I guess so." He smiled. His teal eyes lit up. He, Tyler, and Alexis all had bright teal eyes while I was stuck with brown… I feel like I got robbed.

"Come here." I ordered. Lucas obeyed and knelt in front of me. "You really need a hair cut." I snickered and began clearing his rat's nest of honey-blond hair out of his eyes.

"Hey, so do you." He snickered and messed up my brown hair.

"Lucas! Stop!" I couldn't help but smile as a clump of the blond streaks in my hair landed in my face. I think it's fair to say that Lucas, Tyler and Alexis look nothing like me. And none of them have wings. Once again, I was robbed by the gene pool. My parents both blame the wings on some dormant genetic mutation that decided to show itself for the first time in three hundred years… Lucky me…

Lucas and I both busted into an uncontrollable laughing fit until our mother returned.

"There, I like this better then the fighting." She smiled at us. Lucas and I shared one more look and then he got up.

"I'm going to go get my phone back from Tyler and kick his as-butt if he texted anyone. Feel better, Emma." He smiled at me and then left the bathroom and left mom and me alone. She looked at my wing and felt it to make sure nothing was out of place.

"It's probably just bruised. It'll be healed within the next week or so, but I mean, it's not like you fly or anything." She told me after she finished examining me. I nodded. "Okay, go finish unpacking." She smiled at me and shooed me to my room.

Within the next three weeks, we were all settled in to our new house. I was sitting on my bed with my laptop when my friend decided to Skype me.

"Hey, Jeanie!" I smiled as I answered her call.

"Emma! I miss you so much! Come home!" She said and crossed her arms.

"I wish I could. I've been stuck babysitting with Lucas and Tyler for the past three weeks." I sighed.

"What, no cute boys in Arkansas?" She snickered.

"Not that I've seen. The only people I've met are my sixty year-old neighbor, Martha, and her forty year-old son, Wilson, that still lives at home." I replied.

"Wilson?" She laughed.

"She calls him Willy." I shrugged. "What's the temperature there?" I asked.

"Twenty below." She made a face.

"Good ol' Alaska." I snickered right as Lexie started crying. "Lucas, check on Lexie!" I called… no answer… "Dang it, Jeanie, I got to go. Tyler and Lucas are being losers and leaving all the work to me, like usual. Call you later. Love you!" I smiled.

"Love you too, Emma!" She screamed and I ended the call. I got up and went to my parents room where Alexis was supposed to be sleeping in…

"Hi, Sweetie." I smiled and picked her up. Great… She needed to be changed… Awesome… I sighed and changed her diaper. I sat down on my parent's bed and waited for her to get sleepy. When her head began to droop, I set her back in her crib, kissing her forehead before leaving the room with a baby monitor in hand. I went to the kitchen and washed my hands. Lucas was looking in the fridge for something as I crept behind him and clipped the baby monitor to his pocket.

"What the-?" He looked down.

"You're turn." I told him and walked to the living room, grabbing a bag of Cheetos on the way out. "What are we watching?" I asked as I plopped on the couch and popped a handful of puffy Cheetos into my mouth.

"Scare Tactics." Lucas told me as he sat down next to me. He set the baby monitor on the coffee table.

"This show is freaky." Tyler said from his spot on the floor.

"Man up." Lucas told him and nudged Tyler's foot with his own. Tyler whimpered softly as we silently continued watching. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and saw a text from Lucas. I raised an eyebrow at him. 'Read it.' He mouthed and took a Cheeto from my hand and popped it in his mouth. I tapped the view now button and saw:

'Let's freak him out.' I looked up and he was smiling deviously.

'How?' I sent to him.

'I'll say I hear something in the basement and then go check it out. Then I'll freak out and pretend like I'm fighting with something.' His smile grew.

'I don't know…'

'C'mon Emma. It's the last day before we start a random, new school. Let's make today awesome.'

'Fine.' I agreed.

"Are you two texting each other?" Tyler looked at us.

"No…" Lucas and I both said, rather suspicious sounding.

"Okay." He shrugged and turned back to the flat screen.

'Now.' I mouthed after a really creepy scene played on the screen.

"What was that?" Lucas looked around.

"What was what?" Tyler looked at him.

"Yeah, I heard it too. Lucas, go check it out, will you?" I looked at him.

"Sure." Lucas handed me his plate with half a sandwich on it and he went to the basement.

"What did you hear?" Tyler looked at me.

"Just a bang." I replied and nibbled on Lucas's sandwich. Tyler's face looked uneasy as he turned his head back to the flat screen once more.

"What the-? Who the hell are you?" Lucas screamed. Tyler's head snapped up. I put the sandwich back on the plate and set it next to the baby monitor.

"Lucas? Everything okay?" I called to him.

"Emma! Get Alexis and Tyler outside! Go!" He screamed as his fake struggle began.

"Emma?" Tyler looked at me.

"Tyler, stay with me." I snapped and grabbed his arm.

"Ah! He got away!" Lucas screamed. Pounding up the stairs began. Tyler screamed at the top of his lungs and bolted out the door.

"Lucas, he bolted." I called to him.

"What?" He ran the rest of the way up the stairs.

"I'll get him. Watch Lexie." I ordered and then ran after Tyler. He was already halfway down the long driveway.

"Tyler Larson! Get back here!" I yelled after him when he reached the road. "Watch out for cars!" I screamed. Lucky for all of us, none were coming. Tyler just kept running. We reached the park about a mile away from our house. All right, this needed to end. I sped up and quickly reached and tackled him to the grass. "Calm down!" I ordered as he fought against me.

"But-!" He began.

"It was a prank, Lucas's stupid idea." I explained. He relaxed against me.

"So I really just ran a mile for nothing?" He panted.

"Looks like we both did." I chuckled and helped him up. "You mad?" I asked once we were standing.

"Not at all." He snickered.

"Good." I ruffled his honey-blond hair, and for the first time, I realized we weren't alone in the park. I noticed a tan girl my age and a boy Lucas's age with the same skin tone. They were staring at us, or rather, at me. They began walking over to us.

"Emma…" Tyler whimpered.

"Yeah, I know Ty." I replied. I'm so lucky I had a sweatshirt on and my wings weren't hanging out for the world to see.

"Nice tackle." The boy said to me.

"Thanks." I snickered and tucked my wings tighter into my back.

"Did you two just move here?" The girl asked.

"Yeah, from Alaska." I replied as I tucked Tyler under my arm.

"Alaska? Isn't it kind of boring up there?" The guy asked.

"Not really. Those Eskimos really know how to party." I chuckled.

"Nice." The guy laughed.

"James, Monique! Let's go!" Someone called from far away.

"Welp," He popped the P. "That's our mom. Got to go." The guy, who I'm guessing is named James, told me. "See you around." He smiled at me and then he and his sister turned and walked away. "She looked a like the girl version of Devin with Aunt Max's hair…" I heard James whisper to his sister when they thought we were out of hearing distance. But before I could hear her response, they actually were out of hearing distance.

"Let's go home." I said and led Tyler toward our house.

"Where did Emma and Tyler go?" I heard my mom ask Lucas as we walked through the door.

"Right here." I replied. "Ty and I just went for a walk." I told her.

"Yeah, a walk." Tyler snickered.

"How was your day, mom?" I asked as I elbowed Tyler in the ribs.

"Great. Your father should be home any second." She told me and then started to walk upstairs. "I'm going to go see Alexis."

"I'll come!" Tyler called and followed her. Lucas walked up to me.

"Took you long enough." He told me.

"You try chasing down a freaked out thirteen year-old and see how long it takes you." I told him.

"All right. Next time, I chase him." He snickered.

"Next time?" I chuckled.

"Of course." He smiled evilly and then went to the kitchen. I shook my head and then went upstairs to my room and began packing my backpack for tomorrow. I sighed and picked out an outfit.

I really didn't want tomorrow to come.

"Emma, get up. I just found out we have to drop Lexie off at daycare so we got to leave early!" Lucas's voice screamed over my alarm clock. I just moaned against my pillow and turned the opposite way his voice had come from. "C'mon Emma!" He screamed again and I felt something flick my nose.

"Did you just flick my nose?" I asked as I opened my eyes to see Lucas sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Yes. Yes, I did." He nodded.

"Huh. Okay, I'm up. How about I go shower and you feed Lexie, then while your showering, I'll get her dressed?" I asked him.

"Good plan." He agreed and we got up. I got in the shower and washed everything quickly and then got out. I shoved my toothbrush in my mouth and plugged in my hair dryer. After about ten minutes, my teeth were shinny and my hair was dry. I was just straightening it when Lucas walked in.

"Ah! Knock much?" I screamed at him.

"You're fine." He replied and set Lexie on the floor.

"What if I had been naked?" I looked at him.

"Then I would've been scarred for life." He snickered and shrugged out of his shirt.

"Like I am now. Is Ty up yet?" I asked him as I turned back to the mirror. "Lucas stop stripping! Please just wait until I leave!" I begged.

"We're running late. And no." He replied and jumped behind the shower curtain. I ripped my straightener's cord out of the wall, grabbed Alexis and ran out of the room before I could see Lucas's pants fly over the curtain.

"Well, Lucas is a weirdo, isn't he?" I asked Lexie and kissed her head. "Let's go get Tyler." I said and then went to Ty's room. Sure enough, he was still sleeping. "Ty! Tyler! Wake up! We're leaving in twenty minutes!" I told him.

"What?! Why didn't anyone wake me up earlier?" He was instantly awake.

"We were busy!" I said and ran into our parent's room to get Alexis dressed. I ran out ten minutes later to see Tyler banging on the bathroom door. "Just go in. He had no problem stripping in front of me and you're a boy." I told him as Lexie and I went to my room. I quickly applied some make-up to my face. Nothing big. Just some mascara, some cover up, and some eye shadow and eye liner. I grabbed a blue sweater and threw it over my rainbow stripped shirt. I looked myself over in my mirror. "What do you think?" I looked at Alexis. She shrieked like she did when she was excited. "I'll take that as good enough." I kissed her head again and then took her downstairs. I set her on the floor and gave her one of her toys out of her diaper bag. I then found my shoes and quickly laced them up.

"Boys! Let's go!" I called up the stairs. Lucas ran down with his toothbrush still in his mouth. I heard him spit in the kitchen sink and rinse his mouth out. Tyler ran down a few seconds later. I grabbed a box of pop tarts and handed a pack to each of my brothers and shoved two packs into my own backpack. We loaded the car, strapped Alexis in, and the stressful morning was finally over. We dropped Lexie off at her daycare and then found the middle school.

"Have a good day, Tyler! I love you!" Lucas called after him in a high-pitched, girly voice.

"We're such horrible people." I laughed and hit the gas.

"I know. Happy birthday by the way." Lucas smiled at me.

"You actually remembered. Thanks." I smiled back.

"No need to thank me." He snickered as we pulled into the high school's parking lot.

"Oh, God, I'm nervous." I said when we were parked.

"Why?" He looked at me.

"I'm so ugh, and everyone here is probably not." I snapped.

"Emma, you look awesome." Lucas assured me.

"Really?" I looked at him.

"Well, I mean, not as good as me, but awesome none the less." He smiled.

"Yeah, okay." I playfully punched his arm. "Let's roll." I said and he and I got out of my Jeep and went to the main office.

"Emma, Lucas! I'm glad to see you here on time!" Our dad came over to us looking at me. I was notorious for making the family late for stuff… "Here are your schedules. Try to get along with the other students and make friends." He looked at Lucas. Lucas was notorious for getting in trouble and starting fights…

"Of course." Lucas muttered.

"Lucas, I'm serious. I want no fighting from you this year. This is your senior year. You should be enjoying it." Dad told him and squeezed Lucas's shoulder.

"How am I suppose to have fun with no friends for 10000 miles?" Lucas growled and crossed his arms. My eyes widened.

"Lucas-…"

"Come on, Emma." Lucas interrupted our dad and towed me behind him.

"Lucas, are you okay?" I asked him while we were walking down the hallway.

"Fine. I just really wanted to spend my senior year where we started." He replied.

"I know how you feel." I sighed. Pretty soon, the bell rang.

"Don't be late." Lucas mocked me and then we went out separate ways. I walked into my English class and suddenly got really nervous. Mr. Garner, the teacher, walked over to me.

"Emma Larson?" He asked me. I nodded. "Your father told me you were coming. Just keep in mind; you're not in Alaska anymore. Here's your seat." He told me and pointed to a table in the back.

"Thank you." I told him. That was a relief. I hate sitting in the front, especially being the new girl. After the second bell rang, Mr. Garner began class.

"Welcome back, students. I trust you all enjoyed your summer." He began. About five minutes into class, the door opened. "Ah, Mr. Ride. How nice of you to join us." Garner growled.

"Well, hello to you too, Mr. Garner." The boy smiled.

"When I found out you were in my class again this year, I took the liberty to go out and buy you this." Garner walked to his desk and pulled out an alarm clock box and gave it to the boy.

"Aww! An alarm clock? For me? You shouldn't have." The boy snickered. The class was clearly amused.

"Take your seat, Mr. Ride." Garner hissed.

"Where?" Mr. Ride looked around.

"Next to Emma." Garner snapped.

"Kay, you got me. Who's Emma?" Ride looked around.

"Emma, wave." Garner glared at me. I waved at the boy and he came and sat in the empty chair at my table.

"Hey, Devin." He told me as he sat.

"Emma." I replied. "Did he really give you an alarm clock?" I asked.

"Yeah." Devin snickered and slid the box over to me.

"Why?" I asked.

"I was late to his class almost everyday last year." He laughed.

"I was always late to school last year too." I replied.

"Whoa, we're like twins." Devin chuckled.

"Oh, yeah. Just like twins." I giggled. Devin and I talked for the rest of the hour, completely ignoring Garner's rant. When the bell rang, Devin actually waited for me before leaving the room.

"You are so slow!" He whined.

"Maybe you're just fact. Ever think of that?" I looked at him.

"Whoa. You just blew my mind." He acted shocked.

"It's what I do." I laughed. I was amazed at how well Devin and I got along… I mean it usually took me a few days to feel as comfortable around him as I felt…

"Hey, Alaska!" A familiar-ish voice called from behind Devin and I. The two of us turned to see that one tan guy from yesterday… James, maybe? "Holy similar…" He breathed. "You two look so much alike…"

"Do we?" I asked. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and took a picture of Devin and I.

"I don't see it." Devin said as he looked over my shoulder. "Oh, Emma, that's my cousin, James. James this is Emma."

"Hi, Emma." James smiled.

"Hey, James." I smiled back. I noticed that behind his strawberry-blond hair he had pale blue eyes.

"Anyway, have either of you seem Monique?" He looked at me. "She's the girl that was with me yesterday."

"No, sorry." Devin and I both replied at the same time.

"Well, if you see her, tell her I'm looking for her. I'm leaving now. You two are freaking me out with how similar you look." James said and then turned and left.

"Emma, do you have-who's this?" I heard Lucas's voice from behind Devin and I again.

"Lucas, this is Devin. Devin, Lucas, my brother." I introduced.

"What's up." Devin said as they shook hands.

"Hey. Anyway, Emma, do you have an extra notebook? I'm one short." Lucas asked.

"Someone didn't come prepared." I mocked as I dug in my backpack for the extra notebook I always have. "Here you go." I gave it to him.

"Thanks, Emma." Lucas smiled.

"Thanks for being the only one who seemed to remember my birthday, earlier." I beamed.

"No way. Today's your birthday?" Devin smiled.

"Yes way." I smiled bigger.

"Mine too!" He chuckled.

"No freaking way." My jaw dropped.

"Yes freaking way." Devin snickered.

"Okay, now you're freaking me out." I said.

"You two are freaky. Bye, Emma. See you at lunch." Lucas told us and left.

"Bye, Lucas." I snickered. "What's your next hour?"

"Italian." Devin shrugged.

"Ugh. Mine too. My grandma lives in Italy, fun fact." I snickered.

"Really?" He asked.

"Yeah, Venice." I shrugged.

"My grandma lives in Arizona… It's almost as cool as Italy… Except it's not…" He replied.

"Fascinating. Tell me more." I snickered.

"Well, you don't look Italian." Devin told me.

"Well, neither do you and apparently I look like you. Let's go." I said and walked off. I walked back two seconds later. "I, uh, don't know where the classroom is…" I admitted shyly. Devin sighed and smiled.

"C'mon. I got your back." He said and led me forward.

Well, I guess living here isn't going to be THAT bad.


Hey, sorry for the abrupt ending... I hope ya'll liked it anyway. Thanks for reading! Again, tell me what you thought! Loves! :D