A/N
Sorry it has been so long, I kinda forgot about this story. I want to remind people that I own nothing but the plot and my OC. Let's get to it. :)Ps switching to first person but I might go back to third depending on what I am comfortable with. Also the story might change up a bit. I am still figuring out ships. Any suggestions would be amazing! Thank you all so much!
Flashback
Amber stood in a small closet, starring at her father. She was young around four years old, but old enough to tell when something is wrong. He moved but and forth yelling into an was a splitting image of her, loose auburn hair, Turquoise eyes with pale green flecks. Amber has the same eyes but with violet flecks. 'Was he talking about mama? But mama is dead." The young girl thought. It was true. Her mom had died a year ago, Amber held onto all the memories of her. Her soft voice, pale blue eyes, strong long arms. How she held Amber when she had nightmares. Oh the nightmares still come, but mama is not there and papa can't be bothered. Amber was terrified of her father as he tended to get angry. And when he is angry he tended to do things people don't like.
"Tell me you know where the girl is. My cover can't be blown. Gisela!" Papa yelled.
"Not my fault! Don't tell me what to do!" The lady- Gisela yelled right back. Amber gasped. She recognized the voice. He father heard her.
"Get the washers Gisela. She heard us." He said and looked in her direction. Amber took off, running to the leap master, she snapped her hands right before her father grabbed her and everything went black.
End of flashback
Biana
I am surprised on how people deal with grief. Fitz yells and throws things, Sophie blames herself, Keefe worries about Sophie, Amber runs, and me? I spend time in my of this started three hours ago, and it has mostly calmed down. I say mostly because Amber is still running. Tam, Linh, and Dex showed up with Marella and Wylie. How in the world do this many people fit into one house? I silently ask myself.
We sit around a table in my dad's no one could find Amber, the seat next to me is empty. Sophie is wedged between Keefe and Fitz, looking really uncomfortable. Next to Keefe is Amber's seat, then me, Dex, Tam, Linh, Whylie, Marella, and, shockingly, Stina. The adults are standing at the head of the room, talking in urgent whispers.
The air shimmered and Amber appeared, pulling up her chair, and glaring at Keefe. "Blowing up my imparter is completely unnecessary. I was coming, but I was answering a call from Livvy." Amber sighed, staring at her friend. Amber had spent months working on the vanish affect, and honestly it was amazing. I started playing with my hair and waited for the parents to realize that we are still in the room.I mean we are all teenagers, not 'kids' exactly, so we kinda deserve to be kept in the loop.
"How was I supposed to know? It kept going to voice mail, and you were the one who's house just went up in flames." Keefe responded to her, shaking his head. Amber lightly punched his arm.
5 MiNuTeS lAtEr
My dad finally realized that we were listening in on the argument. It was split into two sides, the "We need to leave the lost cities" and the "We can't leave!" sides. Biana, Fitz, why don't you take your friends up to your rooms? We will update you when we have more news. Amber, if you could stay a minute, thanks." Sophie started to protest, followed by Keefe, but my dad glared at them and they shut up.
"I have an idea-" I started to say but I was cut off by Fitz.
"No Truth or Dare. No."
"I was going to say makeovers" I said, glaring at my brother.
"Ohhhh! Yea! You should start with Keefe!" Amber said, clapping her hands. We all, except for Amber, started up the stairs. I had a feeling Amber knew why my dad wanted her to stay. And I knew we weren't going to like it.
A/N
Kinda short, I know. It will get longer. Can anyone help me out with ships? My goal is to have the story surround Amber, but also give insight into everyone's lives. Since we all know Sophie's. :) Thank you for the encouraging words! Have a great day!