"I don't want to share the hair brush so I'm not going to!" Was the last thing I heard before two bodies promptly rolled down the stair case and into the living room. Neither seem to be fazed by the fifteen step descent, they again they could fall two stories and the idiots wouldn't blink twice, just as long as they got the 'magical hair brush'. "Ladies, ladies, you're both beautiful, its just a hair brush, I can buy another then problem solved." Two heads popped up from behind the sofa, hair sticking up in every direction and frizzed to the max. Two sets of orbs, one brown and one blue, narrowed in on my green and finally acknowledged my presence. "Another?!" They screamed in unison and scrambled towards me. I was shaken violently untill the world spun about, before the two in front of me turned into banshees to yell, "This brush is magical! Lucky even!" "Yeah! Another would never be as good!" They then scoffed as if morally offended and scrambled away once realizing the hair brush was just laying messily on the floor. I decided that breakfast sound better than getting in between the two. As long as they don't go mauling each other we might just make it to our first day of school with out stitches an a Glamour to hide them. Damn its been a long time since I've concocted one though, my fingers just itched to run through the old pages of the Grey book, pulling herbs and grinding rocks until the perfect mixture could fool even a supernatural into believing we were humans, masking our smell and aura. Claws scraping the hardwood reminded me otherwise. ~ Taylor Sky lives with her new found friends, Mackenzie Scotch and Jackie Fieldson. They are not your typical bunch of girls, each one holds a secret keeping their fragile lives in sync with the rest of humanity. They must learn to over come the obstacles that come with their growing gifts and learn to hide within humanity. But when one thinks she finds love, maybe humanity is the last thing they need.
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