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In a flash, I was sitting bolt upright in my bed, gasping in terror.

I frantically studied myself. No laser dots, bullet holes, infected scratches, or torn clothing. What a relief!

Ugh! I always hate it when I have that dream! The chasing, the pain, the terror, the sudden rush of the wind underneath my wings. It was almost too much to bear!

I flopped back onto my back and breathed heavily.

Oh yeah, I have to make breakfast.

Though it was chilly, I forced myself to climb out of the comfort of my cozy bed.

I stepped almost silently out of my room, looking both ways down the hall to see if anyone was awake already. Nope, no one.

Sometimes I liked being the first one up. It gives me a chance to get some peace and quiet for once.

I glanced out the two glass windows at the end of the hall. I could see the first of the sun's rays slowly breaking over the crest of the mountain. Even better, I couldn't see any other people for miles.

See, we lived in the mountains so that no one would ever find us. No one would ever force us to go back to the awful prison the School was ever again. It's a good thing too.

Being secluded here, my family and I could be whoever we wanted to be. Also, there are no grown ups anymore.

Yes, anymore. Well, when we first moved here, a man named Chris McClain took care of us. He used to be a white coat at the School. His mixture of pity and concern was so great that he kidnapped us from there and brought us to his home, far away from any experiments or cages or anything. There he was like a dad to us, but two years ago, he disappeared and has never been seen since then. We all knew he was dead, we just had to except the fact that we were on our own for now.

Since I'm the oldest, I'm the one who has to keep this place running and let me tell you, it's not a walk in the park either.

"Hey Courtney."

I heard slow footsteps behind me and I turned around. Geoff had already gotten up and I could see he was trying to be all peppy and what not, and failing miserably at trying.

"Mornin' Geoff." I answered in the same drowsy tone.

He started to fiddle with his cowlick and started to whine.

"What's for breakfast?"

"Uhhhhhhh," Honestly, I hadn't the slightest clue, "It's a…surprise." I said quickly to cover up my confusion.

He shrugged and said, "Cool, I'll set up the table."

As he started setting up, Trent stepped into the room. Slouching, he yawned and jumped onto the sofa. Seriously, sometimes I couldn't tell that he was blind.

"Well isn't someone a ray of sunshine." I teased.

"Bite me." He growled and started mumbling quietly.

I shrugged and continued to search the pantry for at least something to eat.

"Mornin' Princess." I heard Duncan greet behind me.

"Oh hey, Duncan, could you maybe help Geoff with the table or Trent with breakfast." Yes, as much as I hate to admit it, but Trent was a better cook than me. He's freaking blind!

"Sure thing." Duncan grumbled.

"I'll go get Lindsay and Bridgette." I offered and ran down the hall towards their room.

When I got to their room, I slowly opened the door.

Lindsay was all tangled up in her hair was matted and messy.

"Lindsay, get up." I ordered and proceeded to shake her until I heard her mumble, "What, what, I'm… I'm up."

"Breakfast is almost ready." I said. Her eyes immediately brightened and she hurried eagerly down the hall. Typical Lindsay.

I smiled and walked towards Bridgette's bed. Hers was hidden by a thin white veil. I pushed back the curtain.

Bridgette was already awake and was adjusting her strapless white nightgown.

"Oh, hey Court." She greeted and sat up to face me.

As I said before, I just loved Bridgette. Maybe it was because I've known her practically since she was a baby, or maybe because she was just so sweet.

"Or maybe it's because I'm just so incredibly awesome." Bridgette teased.

I shoved her lightly and laughed.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, Bridgette can read minds.