*GETTING RE-REWRITTEN * Fig Portman was a figment of imagination to most people. she was the one everyone skips past in the yearbook or family photos. there wasn't anything remarkable about her. average grades, average looks, average sleep schedule, she was just average. Her brother on the other hand, he at least had one friend, had a job, pretty good grades, good at sports, he was easily the better half of the Portman twins. She preferred it this way. It's easier. but when she's brought along to a trip to wales, and the people of her grandpa's stories are right in front of her, what's she meant to do?