Chapter Three.

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Heather's POV
I don't know why, but I turned around like some idiot. Then some red headed chick was standing there. "Heather we have to go"cried Maria. ", you aren't going any where", said the chick. "Watch it" ,I said. "Yes we are going to go,and you aren't the president. Even if you were you still wouldn't stop me",I said. " we'll see about that", the girl said. Tornadoes were at her side. She made one charge at us, but I froze the tornado solid. "Did I just do that?", I asked myself. The Chick was confused. "Nobody has ever done that", Maria said. The girl threw another at me. Same thing happened before. The pattern kept going until I reached her. "Game over,for you at least",I said as I froze her solid. I ran with Maria and her brother. Finally we reached the house. "Now can you guys answer my questions?", I asked. They glanced at each other. I looked at them. "Quit keeping me in puzzle", I cried. They glanced at the floor. All of a sudden some black headed boy walked in. He has brown eyes, black hair, tan skin, and I believe Maria was blushing. I glance at her. "What?",she asked. I said "Am I ever going to get my answers?", she looks over at the new guy. He says " My name is Peter, I believe I can help",. This is going to be a long night.

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