Hi! Here's Chapter 2! Oh, and please review.
Chapter 2: Weeks Gone By
Amber stared at the ground. She couldn't help it. There wasn't much else to stare at. Besides, she was seething. Why had she done that? Why had she resisted-in front of the Kids Next Door? It was Father's rule.
"Never reveal the truth," she mocked in her mind. "Never disobey me. Never blah blah blah. Too much never, too little ever." She wished that she could mock out loud. Then her brothers and sister would laugh like nutballs, and… Father would catch them, and… punish them. If possible, Father's punishments were worse than his orders, which were pretty much punishments in themselves.
Amber tried to smile- or at least she did mentally, her true self remained expressionless. It was all part of Father's punishments. Whenever she or her siblings were bad, Father would-would- She didn't want to think about it. Ever. Besides, today was the last day of punishment. She should be happy out of her mind!
She turned to her siblings, expecting a glimmer of hope. In her 'punished' state, she could read their minds. Sort of. She could feel emotions most of all.
Her twin brother, Daniel, although his expression was blank, was emanating contentedness. Her little sister, Leona, was also happy-then again; she was always in her own little world. Her older brothers, Lenny and Michael, were entirely different. Michael was slightly happy, but he had feelings of anger and fear. Amber ignored this-they were always there. Lenny, however, had trained himself to wall up his mind, so that Amber couldn't get in.
Finally, she and her siblings reached their destination- their room. (They got lost a lot in Father's huge mansion.) Daniel opened and shut the door wordlessly.
Finally, after two weeks of confinement, Amber felt an unearthly presence leave her. Her eyes tingled, and she could fully feel everything around her. She felt like screaming with joy, but that would probably mean punishment. And that was the last thing she wanted right now.
Her siblings were nearby, groaning and rubbing their heads. For some reason, Amber seemed to recover the fastest. She flopped onto her bed, sighing. "Another long night," she said breathlessly.
"Yeah, I know," Michael said. "Now, only the rest of our lives to go." He looked at the ground.
Leona rolled her eyes. "Leave it to super-pessimist Mike to ruin a great time," she said, sitting down next to Amber- or rather, bouncing. "What is his crazy problem anyway?"
Amber didn't answer that. She just changed the subject. "So…it's past our bedtimes…we really should, you know…go to bed…"
So she went into the bathroom and changed into her PJs. She kept her bow in though. It was the last thing her mother had given her before she left, and her most prized possession. She wore it almost all the time. Like a good little girl, she brushed her teeth, err…went, washed her hands, and then came out so that Leona could go in.
With her mind at ease, she jumped onto her bed-again. At least tomorrow is Saturday, she thought. Then another sudden thought began disturbing her: What happened back there? I guess I just sort of lost control. I HATE PUNISHMENT!!!!
She blinked and turned over. She began thinking about the Kids Next Door- her classmates, her enemies, and her almost-saviors seven years ago. Amber's local sector-Sector V- was on her mind right now.
Hmmm…Numbuh 5 looks kind of familiar. Well, of course, (she would've thought 'duh', but she didn't know that word), I see her every day! But something about her… And Numbuh 4 is really cute… Numbuh 3 kind of reminds me of Leona…always in a state of bliss… Numbuh 2 is kind of weird and his jokes stink like Lunk's room. And Numbuh 1… he's really cool, even though he's bald. That accent…
Well, now that the KND know, we'll never have a moment's peace. Father is going to know that it's our fault, and, oh, I smell a long punishment. Amber brooded for a long time…then an inspiration burst on her!
"Psst…Michael," Amber whispered to her sleeping older brother in the next bed over. "Michael. MIKEY!!"
"Zzz…Wha?" Michael looked up slowly. He hated being called Mikey (Mike was okay though).
"Listen- I've got an idea. One that might change our lives for the better- or worse. I'll tell everyone tomorrow. Okay?"
"Mmmwhatever." Michael went back to sleep. Amber did the same. She hoped that her idea would work. Either that, or it could kill them all…
Bye! -SP