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Chapter 1

Today I had a vision. And it was super cool.

I was walking through a hallway. It was all white on the walls which was really bright for my sensitive eyes. Then I was running through the hallway because there wasn't an end in sight. Anyway, I was running and then finally I reached this weird room with nothing in it except for a table. And so I just walked in and then this guy like popped out of NOWHERE and then someone grabbed me from behind.

That's not the awesome part. Don't worry.

Okay, so then I saw these other people whose faces I could not make out exactly. There were three girls I think and three boys and then there was me. And we were all fighting together and it was really awesome! Everyone was really good. It was like there should be some guy singing "Kung Fu Fighting" in the background.

Yep and that was my fantasy. I know what you're thinking, how can a girl as cool as me not have a boyfriend. That is the question I ask myself every morning.

But that was when my alarm decided to go off and start singing "It's a Small World" I rolled over. Yeah, yeah, it's a small freaking world, I get it. I punched the off button and groaned.

"Ella, school in 25 minutes!" I heard my mom yell from downstairs. I groaned again in reply. I dragged myself out of bed and brushed my teeth, almost falling asleep with the tooth brush in my mouth. 1 week of school left and then summer vacation. Stay in bed all day and stay up all night. Maybe I'll become nocturnal.

I spit into the sink and wiped my mouth with a towel. Then I looked in the mirror. I still looked the same as I did yesterday, but you know us mutant girls, soooo narcissistic!

I took the "Ouchless" brush off my dresser. By the way, the name is a lie. Then I pulled my hair into my signature ponytail and put some mascara and lip gloss on. I don't put on a lot of makeup for my age, which I'm proud of.

"Ella, come downstairs, sweetie!" my Mom shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

"On minute!" I threw on a pink tank top and shorts and ran downstairs.

"I'm in the kitchen." Mom said. I walked in. Mom was holding a newspaper and was doing the crossword puzzle. When she saw me, she smiled.

"Morning." I said and grabbed a banana from the bowl in the middle of the counter. I peeled it and started to eat it.

"Good morning. Okay, you have-what-ten minutes till school?"

"Yesh." I said through chews on banana. Then I went over to the sink and spit it out, remembering with a start that I actually think bananas are disgusting.

"So, Jeb's here and-" my mom said quickly.

"MOM! You invited Jeb into our house? Why did you do that? He is a creep." I said, spitting out some more banana.

"Honey, we need to discuss some things about your…condition." she put her hand on my shoulder.

"No need to speak in italics, Mom." Ew…who invented the banana. No one likes you, dude who invented bananas! "Being 3% yorkie is pretty cool with me. I mean I don't mind being adorable and having great hair." I joked.

"Yes," she said slowly, "but you're part of something now. Something a little bit bigger than middle school."

"I'm listening." I said.

"Well, I'm going to let Jeb explain."

"Of course. Why would I want to hear something from my mother when I can hear it from a nerd who stalks our family?" I threw my hands up for emphasis and my mom gave me "the look". You know what it is. Whenever you say something rude, your Mom makes it clear that she doesn't like what you just said by getting all squinty about it. "Fine, where is he?"

"He's watching TV in the living room." she bit her lip a little. "Be nice to him, Ells. He means well."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." I groaned. In the living room, Jeb was watching the Ellen Degeneres show. When he saw me he quickly switched the TV.

"Hi, um, Mr. Batchelder." I said, waving slightly.

"Hello, Ella. I was just talking to your mother and we both agree that since you're almost in high school now, it's time you learned a little bit more about what you are." he took out a sheet of paper with all these numbers and statistics and graphs.

"Do I have to read that?" I looked at it with contempt.

"Not if you don't want to." he shrugged.

Did I mention how much I love Jeb!

"But you're going to need to listen to me. I have a lot to talk about with you."

Eh, Jeb kinda sucks.

"Well, I have school in 5 minutes."

"I can work with that." he said. "Max, your sister, has her flock. Max needs to save the world, as you must have heard somewhere along the lines. And so as her sister-ahem-as her mutant sister…"

Thanks for reminding me. I almost forgot for a moment that I'm not a normal girl.

"As her mutant sister, you…well, you need to help her."

"Okaaaay." I said.

"Are you listening to what I'm saying?" he asked, adjusting his glasses.

"Mostly. School is in four minutes now, just so you have an idea of where we stand right now." I rocked back and forth on my heels.

"So your mother has told you about how you have to gather together a group of people to help you, right?"

A group of people helping me helping my sister help the world. Got it.

"Right." I replied, tapping my watch slightly.

"Well, your quest for mutant teenagers begins today. You have three weeks to come up with five other mutated children or else you will be of no help to your sister and…we really need you."

Freaking hell.