Chapter 3: New Guys

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Jezebel Duchannes P.O.V.

I lay in bed. I couldn’t sleep. So I did what I always did when I couldn’t sleep. Not write. I wasn’t a writer like Aunt Lena or Lila Jane. I didn’t toss around a basketball. I wasn’t Uncle Ethan or Macon. I didn’t lock myself up either. I wasn’t Uncle Macon or Dad. I was like my mom. Ridley Duchannes. To entertain myself, I tried to figure out my powers.

It was weird. Most people knew their powers before they were claimed. Empath, Siren, Thaumaturge, Natural… I didn’t know what I was. And my Claiming was in a month. Great. Lila Jane is a Natural like her mom. Or, she will be. She’s still fourteen. I’m fifteen. Macon is an Illusionist. What am I?

 Ah, well.

I lay there, trying to find my powers, but I couldn’t. Then I got a text from Lila Jane.

Lila Jane:

I cant sleep

Jezebel:

Me either

Lila Jane:

Did u hear?

Jezebel:

No. What?

Lila Jane:

There’s new guys coming 2 gatlin

Jezebel:

Wow how often does that happen? R they hot?

Lila Jane:

Idk

Jezebel:

How old r they?

Lila Jane:

15 & 16

Jezebel:

So they’ll b coming 2 Jackson high?

Lila Jane:

Yup

Jezebel:

I call 16

Lila Jane:

Whatever. Nite.

Jezebel:

Nite.

I curled up in bed, dreaming about my Claiming.

A/N: Hey! So, I'm pretty sure this will be the shortest chapter in this whole thing. So, don't worry about that. :) Bye! <3

~TheBiggestBookFreak

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