Living life as an Under-dog got me missing living life as an Electro. That's the one thing I had learned living like that for a whole year.

Not a day went by when I didn't regret taking matters into my own hands with the The Flame dilemma. If only I had waited... but I tried not to dwell on the past too much, so I busied myself with books (I had found one about a girl with lightning powers—just like me!), sketching and texting my friends. That's the one thing Elena hadn't taken away from me. My phone.

She had taken away my dignity. I was trapped in some sort of prison. 

And the worse part was, my parents didn't even seem to mind! Take my texts for example—when I complained about being bored all they said was, "You got yourself into this, honey. Now deal." And then their accounts would go idle.

And that's how I'd felt for the past year. Idle. Idle from my parent's lives. Idle from my friendships and relationships—especially Lucas and mine. Idle from being an Electro. 

Not to mention that I would soon become idle to my baby brother's life. Yep, Eric and Mom are expecting soon! And it was all my fault that I wouldn't be able to see my little brother—Mom and Eric planned on calling him Adam so we could become known as Adam and Eve. I told them it was corny, but secretly, I loved it—take his first breath. To see him open his eyes—which I hoped would be brown like Eric's—and to see him cry his first cry. And I had planned to record the whole thing on my iphone to show to Lucas, Andrée, Koda and Amina. Like I would be able to see them soon! That was sarcasm, by the way!

The whole year was just a waste of time. I missed my friends. A lot. I missed hanging out and grabbing milk-shakes to go. I missed hanging out at the branch with Amina and Lucas. And oh, how I missed Lucas! I couldn't tell for sure, but I felt as if something romantic was sparking between us. And know all plans of that could go down the drain!

If you asked me, I would just rot away in my room forever, waiting for something to happen like I had for the past year.

Or I'd had to wait until I would get tired of this—I already was!—and find a way to leave this place forever.