Chapter 1: Bumping into the twins

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Lilly's POV

I wake up to the sound of my phone alarm. I yawn, get out of bed and stretch. I then carry on with my morning stuff; brushing my teeth, my hair, etc. I change into a dark red crop top and a pair of black skinny jeans. I grab my phone, purse, wallet, sketch pad, pencil, and keys and left my little house in the back of the woods.

I was forced to live here by my mom, the fire witch. My mom and dad are the only ones who know my true identity. My name is Lily Rose Crowley, the secret triplet of the Crowley twins, Hunter and Celia. Everyone just knows me as "the creepy girl who lives in the back of the woods." I am the light to everyone's dark, except Hunter. If he turns dark, so do I. So my job is to become his friend and make sure he stays in the light. As for the others, (Finn, Mai, Celia, Skylar, and Blazer), I have to make sure they don't either tap into the dark or make sure they turn to the light. That's the promise I made with mom before she disappeared into a different realm.

I jump on my motorcycle. It's black with light purple streaks/fire on it. I ride it into town, letting long brown hair blow in the wind. I stop at the local coffee shop, where I know the twins will be. I buy my favorite drink, hot chocolate. (A/N: No, this is not the same person from my other book, but it is a reference to the book. In every book, I will incorporate hot chocolate in some way.) I see the Hunter and Celia walk through the doors, so I set my plan into action. I start to walk towards them and pretend to trip. I fall on the floor and spill my drink all over myself.

"Hey, are you okay?" Someone asks above me. I look up and see Hunter. "Celia come here and help me help this girl up." Celia and Hunter help me up off the floor.
"Thanks." I say. I try to walk, but I fall. I really DID twist my ankle. Hunter catches me.
"Here, let's take you to our house." Hunter says. "Okay." I respond. I sling my arms around and lay them on Hunter's and Celia's shoulders. They take me to their car and drive me to their house. So far, I'm doing good. I just have to hope that my father (the twins' dad) doesn't mess up my job....

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