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Chapter one; the not-so-wonderful-or-graceful beginning

"NO! NONONONONONONONONONONO!!!!! NOOOO!!!!" oh. my. god. no. why, why is life so cruel!? oh, wait crap I dropped my popcorn. uh, hey! sorry, I should probably explain this, huh? welp, my names (y/n). I'm 15 as of three weeks ago, and I'm part of a broken family. my parents are currently going through a divorce, my brothers are just going out of their way to be terrible to me. (shoving me on the stairs-as if I don't do that enough on my own already- stealing the food that I buy, FOR MYSELF, blameing things on me ect.) I was never exactlly 'the favorite' in my family, being the middke child and all. I mean, you would think that scince I'm the only girl, I would get some kind of special treatement, right? WRONG. I get treated even worse. neither of my parents really want to take custody of me, so i try to just tune them out, yknow, music, movies, the works. now here I sit, in my room, packing my crap and watching one of my favorite shows-young justice.

oh, if your wondering what that whole 'NOOOO' thing was about, it was because superboy just yelled at megan (not on purpose, but still) and then, just kind of walked away. I mean, even though they're dating or whatever he really doesn't have a clue about how to act... I chuckled to myself and continued shoving-i mean, neatly folding and placing...my clothes into a red suitcase. I already had my backpack packed with the essentials; phone, tablet, ipod touch, dvd player, and chargers a stuffed dog my grandmother gave to me before she pased away a few years ago..., toothbrush, toothpaste, pocketknife one, and pocket knife two (I patted my pocket where pocket knife three was) a brush, my journal, my diary, my sketchbook, and binder full of drawings...I'm not quite sure why I keep those, they're not that good..., and all the money and giftcards I had. (don't ask, being prepared is better...trust me).

I straightened up, and brushed my (h/l) (h/c) hair out of my face. "welp. there we go." I had finished packing-finally- all my clothes, shoes, and electronics. leaving two suitcases, and my backpack on my floor. I grabbed my stark white, beautiful, soft, heavanly smelling, cozy comforter and wrapped it around me. leaning back onto my bedframe, then turning my (e/c) orbs back to the t.v...which was completly spazzing out, what the heck? I didn't move, and pushed my black glasses up my nose figuring it was just the rain pummeling outside messing up the signal or something... between the static I managed to find out that currently, the 'jr. justice league' as red arrow calls it...was in a battle against the wonder twins, whom had gotten out...again.

man, this was really weird though. the t.v. static wasn't just the normal type of black and white static that makes the 'czzchhhh' noise. no, this one was all colorful..and I could still hear the show, a bit TOO clearly for my crappy t.v. 'what the heck?' I thought. 'maybe I just need to shake it...' so, not leaving the comfort of my comforter I walked up to the t.v. and tapped the side. nothing. so, I shook it a bit. still nothing. getting a bit angry, I shook it a lot, and my hand ended up getting stuck INSIDE the screen. "HOLY CRAP!!!! OH MY GOD!!!OH MY GO-wait." I stopped screaming, realizing it didn't hurt. 'in fact....' I pulled my hand out easily, and calmed my breathing back to normallcy. "wha?" I had created a sort of...HOLE, where my hand was previously. and it had suction, it ended up sucking in a few of my pillows.

'crap.' I thought. 'thats NOT supposed to happen'. I started to back away as the whole got bigger, yay for me. my hair whipped around me in the wind that was now consuming the room. I clutched the comforter and attempted to back away, yet ended up tripping. i tumbled head over heels into the whole, and, in a last dktch effort to escape the massive gaping whole I grabbed my luggage. the only that succeeded in was bringing it with me. I screamed as I fell, colors whirling around me, and the noises of my show suddenly becoming clearer and clearer with every aching second. and, all of a sudden I fell out of a tree and landed in a soft grassy clearing on top of a mountian, next to my luggage. I groaned and sat up. "ugh...oh my god....what HAPPENED" I muttered to myself, and looked up to see six pairs of eyes on me.