Chapter 1
The blinding sun shone through my window, casting a bright light on my face. I squinted, threw the covers off of my body, stood up, and prepared for the day. I closed my door, and dressed myself in my usual attire: A Baltimore Raven’s jersey, American Eagle skinny jeans, and to top it all off, Uggs.
I brushed my long, black hair, and stared at my reflection in the mirror. On the outside, I looked like a perfectly normal human, but on the inside…well, that’s another story. I gathered up my PJs, hauled them to the hamper, and walked downstairs. The gang was already seated at the table, stuffing their faces. Angela, the woman who took me in when I was little, smiled at me as I set down next to her daughter, Katie.
“Hey, how’s it going, Lyra?” she asked, passing me the eggs.
I emptied the contents onto my plate, and replied,
“Not bad. Didn’t sleep well last night.”
A sympathizing look appeared on her face. Katie felt the need to break the silence.
“So, you coming to school today, Lyra?” she asked in her most innocent voice.
If Angela wasn’t there, I would have literately pummeled her. Angela looked puzzled.
“What are you talking about, Katie?”
I smashed my fist against my plate with such force, that it shattered all over the table. Angela’s husband, Bart, immediately ran into the room.
“Shut up, Katie!” I screamed, running out of the kitchen.
I turned around and saw her smiling evilly.
“What? Are you afraid to tell Mother that you’ve been playing hooky for the past 2 weeks?”
I shot her an icy stare, then slammed the door behind me.
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