Imogen'S POV

"Imi !" I heard a voice from a distance. I looked in both directions of the long field I was in. It was filled with so many types of flowers. I looked down at myself and noticed I was wearing a white, long summer dress. My hair was combed nicely with flowers all over it. It was nice and conservative. I lift my dress up and saw I was barefoot. There was a sign on foot that I never saw before. It was a crystal half-moon shape.

"Imogen!"

"Who's calling me!" I shouted, checking both directions to see if maybe someone would appear.

"Can't you tell by the sound of my voice" the voice filled my ears. "Come find me" the voice was so soft, angel-like. I didn't know which direction to run, but my gut was telling me to run left. I started running through the flowers. 

The voice started getting louder and louder the more I ran. I saw a light, and it was getting brighter. I noticed a lady standing there back facing me. She had beautiful dark brown hair with some natural highlights that shine so bright in the light. It was all curled, and in a water braid with a nice flower crown on top. She was wearing a short sleeve, white ballgown. She slowly turned around and to my surprise.

"I've been waiting for you, Imogen." She looked at me and smiled.

"OH MY GOD MOMMY!" I jumped into her arms and she held me tightly. I felt the tears leave my eyes. I wish this was real. I want this to be real. "Mommy, what happened?" She released me from the hug. She put one hand on my cheek and the other to wipe away my tears.

"Shhhhh... Don't cry, You'll make me cry. I will tell you....soon!" I notice the tears forming in her eyes but she forced them to stay in. She starting smiling. Her smile shined like the stars in the sky. It was like the sun opened its eager light to shine about her, only brightening her perfectly aligned teeth. 

Seeing her again made me realize how I hardly thought about her. God, I miss her so much! "It's late... I have to go. Bye Imogen, I love you" Randomly a man appeared next to her with a knife and put it by her throat. She didn't do anything just stood there with her beautiful smile. 

Then in a blink of an eye, he slit her throat. My smile disappeared immediately. It felt like I was losing her again. Why am I reliving this the first time was bad enough. He let her go and everything went in slow motion. I ran towards her and caught her before she hit the floor.

"Mom! MOMMY!" The tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down my face. I heard my own sounds, like a distressed child, raw from the inside.

"Imogen," I heard this faint voice but I couldn't take my eyes off my mom. Hoping and praying she wouldn't die. The ground started shaking and shaking. 

"Imogen!"

Suddenly, I wake up every thought in high definition my eyes taking in every ray of light.

"Imogen you okay?" Rebel said putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Yea yea I'm fine." I felt my heart beating so fast like I have been running a mile, I felt so hot. My clothes were stuck to me because of all the sweat I produced while sleeping.

"You were yelling for mom." Rebel said placing his hand on my forehead to check my temperature.

"I had a dream about her," I grabbed his hand, "It was amazing, it felt so real but I knew it wasn't. Then it became a nightmare. I watched her died all over again," I whimpered. "Rebel I miss her so much," I gripped his hand tighter.

"I envy you Imogen." He signed. 

I furrowed my brows. "How? Why?"

"I wish I could have grown up with her. I bet our sister does too. You don't know how lucky you were. I spend so much time looking for her and once I found her. She didn't want to take me or more like she wasn't able to take me in. I always thought that maybe if I lived with her I wouldn't be so fucked up," A lone tear traced down his cheek. I got up from the bed and hugged him, he let out a chuckle.

"I never thought about it like that.. but she didn't even pay much attention to me. Sometimes I swore she didn't really care about me but you know I still loved her."

"You're going to be late for school. Hurry and get ready." He said. I let him escape my hug and grabbed my towel and walked straight to the bathroom.

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I got out of my shower and dried myself with a towel. I put on my white bra and matching underwear. I grabbed my red&white stripes dress that I left on my bed. I sat down on my bed and grabbed my ruffle white socks and unraveled them. I lift one leg up and started to put on my sock.

 Then on to the next but I noticed how the crystal moon shape was on foot like my dream. I tried rubbing it to see if it will go away but it wouldn't. I didn't want to worry about a weird shape on my foot so I put on my sock than grabbed my red converse. 

After I tied my shoes. I walked downstairs hearing Frankie's screams. I glanced at her and she was fighting with Rebel over her food like always. I went to the stove and got some scrambled eggs and grab the fresh toast that came out of the toaster. I read the clock and it read 7:30.

"Imogen hurries and eat, you're going to be late!" Rebel said poking Frankie on her sides. I don't know if it's just me but the more time I spend with Frankie and Rebel. I feel a weird connection between them like they seem more than friends. I try not to think about it much. It's their life, not mine.

"We are already late," I mumbled quickly finished my food which I will probably regret later. Rebel and Frankie went into the car leaving me alone. I grabbed my colorful bag and closed the door. I ran to the car and sat in the back.

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Frankie and I entered the school and were making our way to our class. We walked to our psychology class and knocked on the door. Mrs. Maltin was glaring at us probably because we interrupted her class.

"Mrs.Blake you are wanted in the office," Mrs. Maltin said and shut the door. I signed and walked to the office. I sat down and the assistance called the principal to say I was here. After maybe like 30 minutes of waiting the principal called me in. Mr.White told me to sit in a chair and get comfortable.

"So Imogen I wanted to discuss your attendance and grades," He said glancing down at my score sheets.

"I know I haven't gone to school that much. A lot of things have been going on lately," I argued.

"I just wanted to let you. There's no way your passing Junior year."

"I kinda guessed," I nervously giggled and he scolded at me. "Can I try to graduate early?"

"Well you better show up more but I think we can make it happen," he smiled and grabbed a sheet to tell me about what classes I would have to take.

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Frankie and I met again at Lunch. Apparently she has failed Junior year along with me. So at least I won't be alone yay. Finally, it was the last period, I was staring out the window blocking out the teacher's voice.

I glanced at the clock and had about ten minutes left. I looked back at the window and saw a group of teens smoking weed by their bus I'm assuming. One of them clearly never tried it because she started coughing so much. I heard a thump on my desk and looked up to see the teacher glaring at me.

"You barely come to class and when you do you don't even pay any attention! Get your head out of your ass and pay attention!" She yelled and the bell rung like two seconds later. Sadly a few weeks ago I volunteer to help the teachers move their stuff out of their class.

 I really want to go home and rest but I need community hours. I walk to the class where the group is meeting and texted Frankie that she can leave without me. I sat down on one of the empty chairs. I was scrolling through ChicChat, I heard this annoying ass laugh and I knew it was Kylie. I looked up and saw her with Lucas. How could I forgot I signed up with Lucas. Now I have to spend a good 2 hours with them. I should have just ditched.

"Okay, thanks for all of you signing up, now let's get to work,"

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We have about 30 minutes left. I have been trying to keep my distance from Lucas and Kylie. I started talking to this really cool girl named Luna. She's super adorable, her hair is lilac color up to her shoulder in length.

 Her sense of style is great too, she wears a lot of fishnets and dark clothing very different from Frankie's. We have a lot in common more like our love for music and musicals. We actually even planned to go see one together. We were currently bringing the last few boxes to the auditorium.

"Lucas come help me!" I heard her annoying high pitch voice yell. I know she's doing it on purpose and I shouldn't let it bother me but it does. I turned around to get another box and see Lucas walk to Kylie to help her. She thanked him and I see her slowly lean in to kiss him. 

I let go of my box and crashed down to the ground kinda symbolize my heart if you think about it. The nausea swirled unrestrained in my empty stomach. My heartfelt as if my blood had become tar as it struggled to keep a steady beat. Everyone looked at me then looked at Kylie and Lucas and knew what was happening.

"Imogen are you okay?" Luna asked rubbing my shoulder.

"I gotta go. Tell the teacher it was an emergency," I hold back the tears fighting to escape and I ran out of the classroom to where my bag was. Once I grabbed it, I ran out of school. 

Finally, I calmed down and didn't feel the urge to want to cry. On my walk home I could see a tinted car following me. Every turned I took, the car took, am I going to be kidnapped again? I turned around to look at it and the car stopped. The window started rolling down and I felt my heart starting to beat faster.

"Imogen right?" Dark olive skin, a strong face with a stern expression, thick lips, a strong nose, dark eyes that wrinkles at the sides, greeted me.

"Y-yea" I clenched my fists tightly until my nails dig into the palm of my hand "How do you know me?"

"I knew your mom," my eyes widened " I work for all the special families. It's my duty to teach you about your history and what you are meant to do," I furrow my brow.

"I don't want to know anything," I stated as I walk away from the car.

"Don't you want to know why people keep trying to hurt you and kidnap you?"

"Isn't because I'm supposed to be the Queen or something but I'm really not interested in that," I started walking away hoping he would leave me alone.

"Imogen before you go take this book and read it. Maybe this book will make you want to learn what you are. What we are." He waved this brown leather book. I questioned whether to walk back or not but eventually, I did. He waved bye and drove off. It was a pretty thick book. I looked at the catalog which had all the names of the families. My name was the last one which took up most of the pages, I opened the book and started reading it.

FRANKIE

Rebel picked me up for school and I mentioned that Imogen is staying after. Rebel said there was a Harry Potter marathon going on and he knows that's my favorite. By the time we got home, Harry Potter was back from commercial and I just threw my stuff and fell into the couch. 

Rebel sat next to me which made my heart beat faster. I just wanted to rest my head on his shoulder and hold his hand. Just hearing his voice can brighten my day, making him smile can make me feel on top of the world. I really like him and I wish I didn't. Not like anything is going to happen. 

I'm just his sister's awkward best friend how can he even find me attractive beside he has a girlfriend. I heard the door opened and I looked to see Imogen walking in. She went to the table in the kitchen and was reading a book.

IMOGEN

I was currently on page 35 in the book. There is so much that I didn't know about myself. I have all sorts of powers that I never knew I could do. Apparently I can bring animals back alive again. I wish I knew this when I had my dog, Savanah. I also have special strength but it says something has to trigger it. 

It said to get all these powers we would have to do a ritual. My stomach grumbled and I decided to satisfy my hunger and go look in the fridge. I open it and while still holding the book I grabbed some rice to heat up.

 I was trying to hold the rice, a soda, and my book which didn't end well because I accidentally dropped the book. I notice a note came out of the book. I place the ice and soda on the counter and picked up the note and the book. I opened the note and there was writing on it which said.

I'm sorry for never telling you about the history of our family"
-Mom

"Rebel come here," I said loudly to get his attention away from the movie. He slowly got up from the couch was stretching while walking towards me. He looked at me with the look like can you hurry I'm busy. "Read this note" I gave him the note and he started reading.

"Where did you get this?" He asked.

"This strange guy was following me and told me I should learn about our family. This book is supposed to help," I pick up the book and showed him "I found this note in it. Do you think it's possible?"

"Imogen..."

"Rebel, I think mom is still alive!"

Thank you for reading my chapter. It's really long and idk if thats a good thing or bad thing but I hope you enjoy.

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