Chapter 1

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Dreaming is something I always do. One day I tried to control my dream but it didnt work out so well. And in my dreams there's always this girl with icy striped white eyes, it's creepy.

When I wake, I feel sore, sometimes soaking wet, or covered in ashes and bruised, some times even covered in snow. I don't know why that is, I'm just guessing that my brothers are pulling a prank on me or something. But I don't usually care or notice it. My names Bri I'm 16 I have black hair with the ends the color turquoise and I have green eyes the color of grass. I have two brothers who are complete jerks, I'm the middle child. My two brothers are Phoenix and Thomas, Phoenix is the oldest, and Thomas is a little brat.

Thomas has blonde hair styled up to a Mohawk with the tips colored red he's 15 also has red eyes.

Phoenix has flippy black hair with blonde highlights he's 17 has blue eyes.

Clearly, they don't have my problems, Phoenix is always wearing beats and with his girlfriend who's an ass. He hates it when I call her that but she is.
Thomas is the athlete in the family when we get along we usually play volleyball or basketball its usually a tie.

I have a crush, his names Casey. Pshhh I don't think he likes me, I'm preppy, captain of volleyball team, and popular.

I'm standing in the hallway waiting for Phoenix to get out of the bathroom. "Can you get out mr.turtle and go back to your tank!" I repeatedly knock on the door. " you know what little sister, styling hair is an art that cannot be rushed"

He comes out and rolls his eyes at me " art that cannot be rushed. Puh leeze" I mutter. Some thing hits me "I heard that!"

Thomas pushes past me and slams the bathroom door "are you fur-real!" I drop down on my knees and fake cry.

The door opens... "ewwww gross" I pinch my nose. The thought of air freshener comes to mind. All of a sudden the smell of flowers overwhelms the bathroom "huh?" My brother and I say in unison, I shrug and use my turn for the bathroom.

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