Chapter 2
"NOOO!" I screamed as I yanked upward from my downward spiral...And hit something familiar. As I thud back down from the force of the impact, I realized I was on my mattress, and I had hit the top bunk of my bunk bed.
I looked around and saw 3 concerned faces watching me. I smiled hesitantly to show them that I was alright, relief showing plainly on their tired faces. "Hey, what's up?" I asked in a breathy voice. "You." answered Bella, her head hanging down from the top bunk.
Okay, let me give you my whole life in a two-minute retelling. So, there's me, Alexandria, I go by Alex. Call me Alexandria and I will rip your head off. Then, there's my best friend, Bella. She is funny and sarcastic, and can always lift a bad mood. But when she's in a bad mood, beware. And you never, ever, ever want to get on her bad side.
Then, there's my other best friend, Jake. He is super nice, and always sticks up for me. He is the one to comfort me in a sad or scary situation.
Last best friend, and definitely not least, is Zeke. The most fun, the one to stay up until two in the morning with me talking and playing cards when I can't fall asleep, the one who shares my obsession with music, and the one I can tell all my secrets to. We're all 16 years old now. I'm the leader of our mixed-up crew.
We live in an old abandoned house in the mountains that we spotted once when looking for food. And here's the best part: We all have special abilities.
Not special abilities as in being able to fly or anything. No, they're more subtle than that. More like, being able to jump 30 feet into the air. And super-enhanced hearing. More on that note later. But we weren't born freaks, we were turned into freaks.
Turned into freaks by none other than St. Sarah-Martins Orphanage, run by Sarah Martins.