The Devil's Kryptonite

1-Miss me chicas?

The gravel crunched under the tyres of the black Mercedes as the driver pulled up in-front of my home. I heard the driver's door open and close again all while my eyes were still closed . I wasn't asleep, I was awake and observing . With my ears. They say when you don't use one of your senses the others are heightened. Can't say it makes a difference though, for me personally. I've always been an observer. It's much better observing the chaos you cause. Those who speak a lot and proudly exclaim their last prank or crime are not as great and mighty as one who starts the fire and sit by and watch it burn as the chaos unfolds.
Inciting anarchy is much more satisfying.
That's me .
Persephone Anarchy Valentino.

I slowly peeled open my eyes, letting them wander. The house had a sophisticated antique feeling.
Like it belonged to a rich British Aristocrat of the past. But I'm in The United States of America in a small town known as Mysticus.
If the Foreign sounding name doesn't put you of or at least give you a whiff of suspicion, maybe the meaning would . It's a Latin word for mysteries and the "unseen".
Like me, this town has its fair share of secrets and I'm about to venture into it for the first time in an attempt to build my life up again with the rest of my remaining family who have been here for nearly half a year.
The house has beautiful slightly tinted windows and huge oak double doors . I step out of the car grabbing my velvet black crossbody and I can hear the gravel crunching under the 2 inch block heel of my black laced boots. I Pat the non existent dust off my tight blues jeans adorned by a thick black Gucci belt,with an off the shoulder black shirt neatly tucked into them. Before walking to the now open double doors I carry out a series of stretches because the 2 hour car journey from the airport wasn't the most comfortable no matter how soft the leather of the car was.
With a deep breath I made my way up to the thin steps in-front of the doors where my family stood carrying heartbreaking smiles and glassy eyes.
There stood my Grandama Rosa who I identify as my gorgeous Abuela and beside her stood my other grandma Luna who goes by my Nanna. Nanna and Abuela are both only 46 and Nanna is my mother's mum and Abuela is my Fathers mum. Sadly my parents aren't alive today because of a horrific incident.
But the the most heartbreaking face belonged to the third and last person at the door. My twin sister Varsilisa. Her royal blues eyes were steaming with tears and her pale skin was flushed and an alarming pink .
At this moment I Forgot the promise I made to myself; That things would be exactly normal and how everyone thinks it should be. I couldn't stand There much longer so I harshly grabbed all three of their shoulders in for a tight hug. During this time not a single word was exchanged between any of us but the look we gave each other was enough.
"Miss me Chicas?" I whisper into their ears.
"Oh, you know we did, six months is a long time mija" Abuela shook her head still giggling.
We all walked through the hallway and into the living room.
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It's been an hour since I had been home and I learned that Abuela and Nanna were doing great and so was Varsilisa who is in X8 . The schools in Mysticus are different to usual ones . High school starts when your twelve and your in X1 and it carries on till X10. Which means you don't leave till your 21. To say I was shocked was an understatement.
It's currently the summer holidays , August 21st to be exact. Two days till mine and Varsilisa's birthdays.
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OK SO, IM NOT SPANISH BUT IM USING IT
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