Five

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["My heart is tired." -Storydj]

Four o'clock in the afternoon never looked so lively. The sky was its usual shade of blue, trying to show itself through the thick and fluffy clouds. I'd always find myself spacing out and ending in a wonder of what shape the cloud was. And as always, it formed into whatever I was thinking of.

The temperature was moderate, near the 70 degree mark. Everyone in our house spent the time outside - showing off their powers for advantages and such. I sat at a lounge chair beside the enormous pool installed in the backyard. I had read halfway through a book from boredom. I'd occasionally get quick glances at the stupidity my siblings participated in. They'd jump from rocks into the pool or get chased by bees. I'd always find a way to stop them before they got too seriously hurt, but a little injury wouldn't hurt anyone. It's purely so they can learn their lessons and stop acting like children. Thorne and Hugo are thirty years old and they act like children. Society is... distorted.

I went to reach for my glass of ice water but was confronted by an irritated Siobhan, who rarely ever got upset. I froze and sat up from my lying position, which was already hurting my back. I guess it worked out great. I closed the book with a bookmark in place and pulled up my sunglasses to fit in the hairs above my forehead.

"What's up?"

"I didn't get any sleep last night! I kept hearing... noises. Maybe a ghost? I don't know, Hannah. I'm just really tired." She explained, sitting her body on the edge of the pool. She also dipped her freshly painted toes in the water and positioned her head upward to face me.

"Do I need to interject?" I asked, tone kind of protective. The only time I'd even be able to do it is 3 in the morning when my power was its strongest.

"If you want." She offered, turning her head forward but to rewind it back again.

"Alright. I'll do it tonight. And if I can't, you can sleep in my room." I said, fidgeting with my hands. She brightly smiled, almost making the dark circles under her crystal blue eyes vanish. Her smile was beautiful, unique with the balance of freckles and dimples. She was Irish and beautiful. And even when she talked she was flawless. That accent practically healed wounds.

"Thanks, sis." She smiled and took my hand into hers.

She then slipped back into the clear and cold water, heading towards five of our outnumbered siblings. They were chicken fighting. I rolled my eyes at their stupidity. Was today 'Be stupid for Hannah's discretion' day? I was so fed up with their irrational shenanigans.

I averted my eyes back to the novel that called my name so desperately, waiting for my curious eyes to read it's dog-eared pages. I ran my hand against the hardback cover, feeling every indent the title gave, so smooth yet so rigid. Beautiful books are what pleased my mind.

Every line I read pulled me in further and further, mind going thousands of places, and yet I got interrupted once more.

"Hannah! Why aren't you swimming, bookworm?" Hugo belted, leaning against the edge of the water, just below my freshly painted toes, cozy in dollar tree flip flops. I annoyedly glared at him from the high point.

"I'm allergic to hydrochloric acid, you know." I explained, slamming my book against the glass side table. I quickly turned my head to check if it had shattered. It didn't, just shook a bit.

"What's up? You seem tense." Kinslee added, joining Hugo at the perimeter. I rolled my eyes once again and walked back inside to a fresh blast of air conditioning.

"They annoying you?" Everest questioned, looking up from his book. I slowly nodded my head.

"Can't get a sentence in without interruption. I'd smack them if I didn't get lectured afterwards." I joked.

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