Imagine Dragons (updating so slowly that it's ridiculous)

Extended Summary

I'm Stella Gardener, and I've always been popular. Cute skirts and pink bows, you ask? No. Not that kind of popular. I'm more of a Nike shorts and tee shirts kind of person. Lacrosse and cross-country. I like to look fit, at least. Not to mention that bows are my worst enemy. The strings catch in my hair or the clip scrapes my forehead and I look like my head has been cut open - nothing good can happen when I try to wear bows.
My twin siblings, Aurora and Pluto (my parents are astronomers don't judge), they're both so... perfect. Straight A's (well since they're in elementary school straight 4s but still) and not a toe out of line.
Pluto is basically college level in science, and almost as good at math. Things explode in the kitchen all the time. He cleans it up, though. I don't know how, but he has friends who are also science geeks (not quite his level - ah, who am I kidding, he's like ten years ahead of them), and they'll come over and talk in the sophisticated language of science. Pluto has to help me with my biology homework.
Aurora isn't as good at math and science, but she's a reader. She can read for hours, and hours, and hours. On weekends she'll come out of her room with her book and get food, without speaking or interacting with anyone, and then go back up to her room and shut the door. Sometimes we'll hear squealing coming from the crack under her door. We ignore it. It's normal. I'm pretty sure she's a fangirl. When I'm not in the house, somehow she finds like seventy different shows to watch - Sherlock and Doctor Who and Supernatural (that show scares the heck out of me and I have no idea how she watches it), Once Upon a Time. She has almost no social life and is extremely awkward, but she doesn't seem to care.
Even though I'm kind of jealous that they're so smart, there's one thing that I'm really jealous about.
They both have the capacity to imagine. They can daydream about things other than the world that they know, and Aurora (who somehow has the reincarnated soul of Picasso or something) can draw dragons and faeries and elves, and Pluto can theorize about aliens and stuff that normal people think of as wishful thinking as if they're real things. The closest I get to a mythical daydream is meeting Tom Hiddleston.
This month though, something's up. They agree on something, which is a miracle in itself, but more than that. They talk together in the living room and fall silent when I walk in; Aurora starts sketching things that look almost real, like I could touch them, not cartoony like her normal style. Pluto starts messing with more dangerous chemicals, ones that I haven't heard of with dots over letters, ones that make purple smoke that stains everything, ones that smell like anything from cupcakes with extra sprinkles to freshly turned soil.
Once I walked into Aurora's room to close the blinds, and there was something that looked like a sketch of a battle plan on her desk. I didn't touch it. It's her business - maybe it's just a fangirl thing.
Maybe it's not.
I hope it is.
Their imagining is driving me insane. It's not real! It doesn't matter that I can't do it. It's just wishful thinking. It's better to stay tuned in the real world. You'll get lost in life if you keep your eyes shut and your mind somewhere else.
That's how it works, right?
Right.
That's how it works.

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