finding the rules

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"Isis you need to talk to your mom about getting a car",  Madi grumbled while we walked to my house. 

"My mom said when i turn 17 then i can get my own batmobile." i told her for what seems like the hundredth time. 

"Ughh i hate walking, I wish i can have a car but i can't until i move out of my house," Madi put her grey hoodie up to cover her wavy long brown hair and the sun.

I rolled my eyes, and continued walking. i shoved my hands in my leather jacket pockets. I watched my best friend, with her totally different style. We sometimes stand out with my dark clothes and her light ones when he hang out. Madi is gorgeous with her long hair and amber eyes. She has pale skin , like she doesn't get enough sun even though she always outside. i watched as my twisted sister run up my empty driveway and to the window when we get closer. She jogs back to me.

"Your mom is not home." she informs me.

"Well yeah it's a little obvious that she gone because the car is gone." i gestured to the driveway. 

"You make it seem like i'm stupid." she said

i just shrugged my shoulders. i walked passed her to the front door, but when i tried to open the door it was locked. I pulled a bobby pin from Madi hair.

"Hey, I need that," she said as she tried to hold up her hair out of her eyes.

"Now i need it," I put the pin in the lock and started moving it around until i heard a click.

"Wow, so badass." Madi told me as i handed the pin back to her

We walked into the house and up the stairs to my room. It was a mess as always, the room was covered with school papers that i received F's on and dirty clothes on the ground. i plopped on my bed and looked around.i clapped my hands to get Madi attention which was focused on the mess.

"You better get looking we don't have all day." i smiled

"I better get looking? Your helping me, now put some music on and lets get started." Madi ordered.

"Yes, your Highness." i grabbed my computer and scrolled through the songs before i hit All i want by  Emma Bale. i closed my eyes and listened to the words. i happen to relate to the words because of what happened with my boyfriend. 

All I want is nothing more
To hear you knocking at my door
'Cause if I could see your face once more
I could die as a happy girl I'm sure

it would definitely make my happy to see him again, but i know he won't come back

When you said your last goodbye
I died a little bit inside
I lay in tears in bed all night
Alone without you by my side

I do sometimes cry at night when i'm really sad 

But If you loved me
Why did you leave me

Those word are everything, why did he leave me? what was the real reason?

Take my body
Take my body
All I want is
All I need is
To find somebody
I'll find somebody

i wish i can find someone, hopefully i can find someone.

Suddenly i see water and arm stretched out to show a bracelet. i couldn't see what the bracelet said because it was to thin. The arm grabbed me and i heard my name being called. My vision went away to see that is was Madi that had my arm. 

"Hey are you ok? You just like blanked out for a moment." She looked at me with concern. 

"I had the vision again, but it was different." My voice trembled. 

"Ok, good because i found the rules," she said cheerfully

Madi handed me a crumbled worn out paper. It had my 13 year old handwriting, and i saw that it also had tear stains on it. it read:

The Vision Rules:

1. Be careful of who you tell about your gift 

2. Always write down what happens in your visions because each one will have more information then the last. 

3. The person in your vision will always be someone you know or will know. 

i set the paper down on my bed and rubbed my eyes. "This is super tiring, i need to sleep."

My twisted sister sighed "Fine, take a nap, then we need to get out of here before your mom get home." 

I nodded and laid back down when i heard Madi lay on the other side of the bed.

"Have a nice nap, Badass." she called to me 

"Yeah, you too, " i whispered. i closed my eyes and let the darkness of sleep wash over me.  







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