Heart of Ice (On Hold)

Decision

"Care to explain?" asked Stephen, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

She exhaled slowly, "You're not the only one hiding a secret," she said. "You know how some of our kind have 'special' powers?", we all nodded. "I have...an intuition, you could say. I get a general feeling of a person's emotions, thoughts, and anything important I need to know." she explained.

"Wait! If you have an intuition," said Stephen suddenly "would you be able to warn us the next time this happens?" he said, waving his hand towards me and Allie who was still hanging onto me like I would disappear at any moment.

"Sadly no." Brooke sighed "but I can tell you how to fix this."

"HOW?" everyone yelled.

"You need to fix things with your brother," she said firmly. "this is only going to get worse over time."

"She's right, you know." said Cameron "You can't hold this off any longer."

"No. I will not follow him like the pathetic little girl I was." I said firmly.

"Please Anne? I don't want this to happen to you again. Can't you just be happy with your brother?" said Allie, her voice pleading...so innocent. I can't take that away from her by telling her that there are some things that can never end in a happy ending.

I sighed in defeat, "Alright, alright! I'll do it."

And that's how I ended up finding my long lost brother.

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Zack-

"Lilly love, time to go to school." I said. Spring break was over and my dear girlfriend Lilly refused to wake up. I sighed. It's not like I can blame her. This is like the 100th high school we've gone to. Unfortunately, our mortal bodies prohibited us from permanently graduating. Too many questions.

"Leave me alone," Lilly moaned. "I. Want. To. Sleep!" she yelled while smacking me on the head.

She's not a morning person.

* *1 hour and several smacks on the head later* *

"You didn't have to smack my head." I muttered annoyed.

Lilly simply rolled her eyes, "Don't be a baby." she said. Oh how I love her. I really do. She's my soul mate and I'm her's and we love each other.

"Come on, let's get to class before I get permanently injured." I said. We sat down as the bell rung. Our 80 year old teacher,Mr.Connor, stood up on front of the class.

" Now class, today we will-" suddenly Mr.Connor was interrupted by two girls strolling into the room.

New girls? I wondered. I was sure i would have remembered these two. One of them introduced themselves as Brooke who was wearing faded denim jeans and a red shirt with an intricate design. The second one had an air of familiarity and was dressed in all leather and black. She looked just like-

No, she can't be. This one looked like a freakin' assassin. She was nothing like....

She turned around.

Oh. My. God.

She's back. She found me. 

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