The Keepers (Connor Chronicles Book 1)

Connor: Chapters 1-5

                                                                             CHAPTER 1

Where do I begin? I can start by telling you how I am

a bubbly, courteous, dependable, straight-A student who

has the perfect life. Who wants that? I am ridiculously

sarcastic, which for some reason tends to get me into

trouble; go figure. I love to sleep a lot, am captain on the

swim team, and have two wonderful best friends; and

this year my favorite word so far has been "seriously,"

but recently my life has drastically changed.

I went from a typical teenager, whose biggest concerns

were what to wear, taming my obnoxious hair, and

avoiding zits, to discovering just how different I was from

most people and having to carry that burden of secrecy

on my shoulders from the people I most love. I learned

the harsh reality that this world is not the safe haven

it appears to be and that there are those who help keep

such secrets buried. I just became one of them.

Let me back up a few months and start where my life

began to unfold, having not a clue on how this day I would

come to stand in an old shack deep in the woods, preparing

for the fight of my life against the unknown.

1

First, let me give you some background on my family

and myself. I am one of three kids; and yes, as luck would

have it, I am smack-dab right in the middle.

There is Ebony, my seventeen-year-old sister who

thinks she is perfect in every way. She is the captain of

the cheerleading squad, but believe me, it did not go to

her head. According to her, she always knew that the

"powers that be" made her perfect way before cheer came

along. Geez, I just love her to pieces.

She is pretty, petite, and perky, being all of five feet

five and a size 2. She has big brown eyes that match her

complexion, sexy, full lips, and gorgeously toned legs. At

least that is how she describes herself. If you ask me, she

reminds me of a horse, a healthy one though, like one of

those thoroughbreds. Hey, she has long dark hair that

she calls her mane, so it fits.

She is supersmart, as in a genius level, even though

you wouldn't know it. I don't get her. She keeps a 3.5

grade average when she could easily have a 4.0. She plays

it down to fit in with the cheer team and the jerks, a.k.a.

jocks. Don't get me wrong, I don't think cheerleaders are