"Think more of a puppeteer." She grinned, mimicking playing with puppets. Slowly, two of them appeared in her hands, dancing along. "We can make you do stuff by your own accord, or so it seems." One of the boys stopped. The girl pulled a string, causing it to slap the other. "See? You feel like you're in control, but really you're not." She shrugged, the illusions vanishing. "Reality can be cruel." A glint gleamed in her blue eye, glitching in the lights. "So... people wrap themselves in their illusions of life, and I can control them."
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She was a perfect child. Straight A student, topping her classes. The cute, nerdy daughter of a rich CEO director. Pushed into the mold of perfection. Hiding behind the thin veil of reality. But as silk rips with harsh blows, so did hers. Illusions merged and formed within her, now driving her paths.
An optical illusion is an illusion caused by the visual system and characterized by a visual percept that appears to differ from reality. They trick the brain into thinking something that's not real, is in fact real.
A young woman who can harness illusions and bend them for her will is a valuable aspect to the government, or good for experiments. Landscapes, emotions, and reality are all things she can lead the human brain to think are real. As a mentally unstable college student with an abusive father, she often gets herself into trouble, casualties sometimes resulting in police assistance.
After one bad accident, she is found to be inhuman, leading on a wild run from officials claiming they want to help, but as an illusionist, she knows what reality is. They want to test her and see if they can mimic what she does. They want to weaponize her.
Fighting against time and sensibility, she must find a way to live in a world where supers are mimicked and family is lies, before the reality fades and illusions take control.
*Everyone started out just a little insane
But we learn pretty quick how to fake it for the game*
Not every blonde is stupid.
In the South if you're a beautiful, blonde, blue-eyed girl high expectations are made.
Either you're not extremely smart, so you find yourself a suitable husband to take care of you.
Or you are smart and you just pretend to be dumb so you find yourself a suitable husband to take care of you.
All her life Avery Skinner has been told what to do and how to do it- by everyone.
By her mother, the girls she calls friends, the guys in school, teachers, family, even Mark the mailman.
Needless to say, she's sick of it.
Its time Avery took control of her life or at least get a firm grip on the sucker.
She's loved football ever since she was a little girl. Yet she could never play because ladies aren't supposed to do such barbaric things. Especially in the South- unless its a rodeo and you're wearing those ridiculously tight outfits that show you're navel or showing you can hold your liquor.
Avery has longed to be on the field, throwing the ball instead of cheering on the team her dad coaches that can't seem to win.
Then her best friend Austin forces Avery to and for sometime everyone is fooled.
But the truth can only be hidden for so long.
The moment the townsfolk of Stonehenge, Alabama learned it was a girl under that helmet, was the moment true colors showed.
It hasn't been easy and it won't get any better but Avery is here to play.
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Avery is going to face REAL life problems, and not nice people.
She's going to deal with sexual harassment, mean words, rude people, pregnancy, injuries, steroids, etc..
In this story I want to exemplify how sexist and cruel humans can be.
There will be hard moments, but I want to put it out there because it IS a serious problem.
Harsh language and such will be present.
You have been warned, don't read it then complain. 'Kay
Cover by; BoOk-LoVeR0204