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I Changed my Name - Sugarcult
I couldn't sleep last night
My ears were ringing in my head
Best friends with the boogyman
I may be better off here dead
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We all crowded into the large dining room after Simon emptied the ice from his pants. Everyone had a good laugh at his expense, and he kept glaring daggers at me. Okay, I was feeling pretty bad, but it was worth it. It felt great to let loose after the weeks of hell.
Andrew motioned for us all to sit at the enormous dining table in the center of the room. There were only about five teenagers here. I wondered where all the adults that would be helping us were.
"Alright, subjects of project Genesis 1 meet subjects of project Genesis 2," Andrew began. "I know…I know you all must be very confused as to why there are no other supernaturals here to help you train. Well, that is because I really don't want to attract any attention to this house with the Edison Group's most prestigious subjects using the house for security. Also, I figured that you could all handle yourselves well in a fight against them, on the slim chance of them tracking us down. I mean, you're all very powerful supernaturals, and you've lasted weeks as runaways before you got here." Well, he had a point…unless they outnumbered us – which they would. They're done outnumbering us after the scene at Andrew's house.
By now, the tension had grown and we were all glaring at each other suspiciously. Andrew noticed and changed the subject to introductions. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. I guess curiosity was driving them crazy, too. Andrew stood at the head of the table and pointed to the person he was talking about.
He pointed to our group. "Tori - witch. Simon – sorcerer. Derek – werewolf. Chloe – necromancer. Next group."
Andrew pointed to a tall girl with cloudy green eyes and long, unnatural blonde highlights. "Chealsy – fire half-demon." Next, he pointed to a tall boy who didn't have too much muscle, but he could definitely handle himself in a fight. He had piercing green eyes and dark black hair that hung in his face, in a similar style to Derek's. "Aiden – shaman." The next pointee had short, brown hair, cut in a very mature style that made her look older. Her eyes looked almost…purple. "Sydney – earth half-demon."
Next, Andrew pointed to two boys – identical twins, I guessed. They had that bed-head looking hair that went down to their ears. One of the twins had typical, playful blue eyes, while the other had strange, yet beautiful grey eyes. This is Craig and Greg, and they are both Agitos." Craig, grey eyes. Greg, blue eyes. Got it. Finally, we were on to the very last of the group! This girl had the same eyes and hair color as Aiden. Hmmm…I wonder if they're related? Her hair was chopped in layers and she had ridiculously long swoop-bangs. "This is Kelsey, and she's a very unique type of supernatural. Perhaps one-of-a-kind. Kelsey can dream-walk, control, and sense emotions…basically her specialty is the subconscious mind. It would really come in handy in a fight. And now, the introductions are over, you can get some lunch and come back to the table and talk, if you wish."
After we all went and got out lunch, we separated into groups to talk. Tori, Sydney, and Chealsy were talking about clothes. Derek was alone. Simon, Greg, Kelsey, and Aiden talked about their powers mostly. I thought that I was alone, like Derek, when Craig came to sit with me.
"So, where ya from, Chloe?" he asked. I jumped in my seat.
"Oh, uh…B-Buffalo." My cheeks reddened as I stuttered. He didn't seem to notice.
"Really? I had a cousin who lived in Buffalo for a while. What school?" Craig reminded me of Simon when I first got to Lyle House.
"A.R. Gurney….it's an arts school." I blushed furiously.
"Awesome! So what'd you study there?" Craig asked. And we talked like that for hours…about little meaningless things from our old lives. I had fun.
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