Chapter one

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My name is Stephanie abeng , I am eleven years old. I have long black hair that fades to blondish-brown at the ends. I have bright brown eyes and white pale skin. I am a fuman (made up word I made , it means someone who looks human but has special abilities and powers) and lately humans have been trying to kill us. I sat in the assembly hall with my best friend , zhafira sulist.

"Dude , do you think we get to expose our abilities??" Zhafira asks , she has brown eyes and medium black hair. She more like a tomboy. She was eleven years old as well.

"I hope so , I want to find out everyone's abilities " I said with a grin.

"Alright children! Listen up , I have something very important to tell you all , we are going to have a war with humans" head mistress hoochi (I couldn't think of a name) said with a face of disgust at the word human.

Everyone whispers and gasps. Everyone in the orphanage were ages 7-19

I even gasped myself.

"You are all going to be assigned in your survival groups , and you must settle in your group before midnight , we will have another assembly here at midnight and have an allowance to expose our abilities " head mistress hoochi announces.

(This story is so cheesy and weird)

Everyone cheered.

I gave myself a fist pump to the air.

"However! Once you are assigned to your groups , you must stay in the group together no matter what. You and your group must even live together now as I call your names , you will come up and get a notebook and on the front cover will be your name and group number , you are free to write about yours skills and abilities in the given notebook you will receive " she finishes as she starts calling random names up.

"I'm so excited!!" I squealed.

"Same" zhafira says.

My ears perked up as I heard my name.

"Stephanie abeng! " she calls.

I got nervous and ran up to the front And received my notebook. It was cute! It had a lock and a key . It was white with golden polka dots , and written on the front says 'Stephanie Jane Abeng

Age - 11

Group - 6'

I got so giddy and smiled to myself.

"Zhafira what group did you get?" I asked excitingly.

"Umm group six , you?" She replies.

"Same!" I smiled.

"Let's look for our group" she suggests.

I nodded.

SOMETIME LATER..

Later we founded a group sitting at a table. They look like as if they were think if there was anyone else to add in the group.

"Um excuse me , but what group are you guys?" Zhafira asks politely.

"We're all group six" a boy who looks cute and hot with brown hair that looks a little like a fringe but swayed a tiny tiny tiny bit to the left.

"Cool! We're group six too!" I say.

"Great I think that's all of the people in our group now" a girl with brown eyes and long blond hair says.

"So can we all introduce ourselves??" The boy before asks as me and zhafira sits with them.

"I'll go first" a girl with green eyes and brown curly hair says.

"I'm Tanya finkle , age ten , ability to breath underwater, move water and talk in any language "

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