A/N: Sorry guys, but this version of this story is being cut off. I left out so much that I wanted to add, and I didn't clearly think everything through. Don't worry though, I'm not cutting it off entirely! I'm going to re-organize myself, think this storyline and it's characters through more, and then I'll be back with a new and (hopefully) improved version. Until then, this version of the story will still be up for you to read, and here's a preview of the newer version, which will most likely be the first chapter, or at least a part of it.

Ambriel Kirst—otherwise known as Amber—was usually a very level headed type of girl. She was a natural-born leader, and was used to getting her own way—it just so happened that her brother's were the authority figures in her life.

"Come on, Gabe, please?" She'd resorted to begging. It was that bad.

Gabriel turned to look at her, and it was almost like she was looking into a mirror that aged and switched your gender. They both had their mother's green eyes and their father's black hair—although Amber's had been streaked with natural-looking red highlights—and their facial structures were the same. They didn't look as much alike as Gabriel and her other brother Michael did, of course, seeing as how the boys were identical twins. "No, Amber."

"Why do you want to switch schools, anyway?" Michael turned a page in his book, looking for all the world like he and his younger sister weren't having a disagreement. "You've been at your school since you were little. You've never had any problems—"

"—your best friend is there—"

"—not to mention your cousins and the rest of your friends—"

"—and you're doing perfectly fine both academically and socially! To change schools in the middle of your high school career might destroy that!"

"Okay, first of all," Amber answered, holding up a finger, "stop doing that creepy twin thing. Second of all, Mai and me will be best friends even if I moved to China. Three, I can see my cousins and friends anytime I want, it's not like we're moving out of the apartment, and four, I'll have friends at Horace Green High, too! Nick's there, and so are Natalie and a few other friends that I've met through them."

"Nick is one of the main reasons we're not letting you go. He's influencing you enough without you seeing him every day."

"I don't understand you two! You have no problem with Joni and Jeri, who, in case you've forgotten, are his sisters."

"True," Michael said, "but they're not the ones who run around with their friends, acting like hoodlums."

Amber rolled her eyes. "Nick and his friends are harmless."

"That's what they want you to think."

"Get real."

Just then the front door opened, and Gabriel's wife, Mary, came in. She was holding their daughter Kerry in one arm while supporting a back of groceries with the other. "We're home," she announced.

"Mary," Michael immediately said, "do you know what your sister-in-law wants to do?!"

He said it in such a tattling tone that Amber cried, "Grow up, Michael!"

"What now?" Mary sighed, handing Kerry to her father before setting the bag down on the kitchen counter. Kerry stuck her thumb in her mouth, wrapping her other arm around her father's neck as she tried to go back to sleep.

"She wants to move schools!" Gabriel answered.

Pausing in the act of taking out a bag of apples, Mary looked at her husband. "What?" Realizing that he wouldn't have the answer she was looking for, she transferred her gaze to Amber. "What?"

"I want to transfer to Horace Green High."

"What's wrong with your high school?" Setting down the apples, she put her hands on her fist. "And don't tell me you want to transfer because Nick is there."

"Of course not—why is that the first thing you guys think?! I'd choose Mai and the twins over Nick any day of the week!"

"Why, then?" Gabriel demanded, jumping back in to the conversation.

"Because their math program is way better than ours. You know I want to major in mathematics, and how can I do that when my school barely focuses on it? We don't even have a math league! Do you realize how sad that is?"

There was a slight pause before Mary said, "That sounds like a good reason to me. I think that you should transfer, Amber."

The look of shock on Amber's brother's faces were comical. "You do?" they said at the same time.

"Of course. Education is important, boys, and whether you like it or not, Amber is going to college in a few years. She needs as much experience in the mathematically field as possible. Now grow up, be men, and let your sister make some independent choices."

Amber laughed and ran across the room to throw her arms around Mary. "I love having you as a sister, you know that?"

Mary patted Amber's arm. "Yeah, I know. You're lucky, too."

Gabriel and Michael looked at each other. "Did she just decide without us?" Michael asked.

"Seems like it. Is that fair?"

"Hey man, she's your wife. I just live here."