Skye Noelle. That's what her mother named her. She thought it sounded badass. Through all her life, her name was the only special thing about her. Well, not anymore. Now there was more, so much more. But she didn't want it. She was perfectly okay with being ordinary; she thought special was overrated anyways. All she wanted was to get back to her boring old life. But that wasn't happening. HE wouldn't let her. He, well, he was special too... but in a different way. Skye wasn't sure how different, but she knew he was special enough to know about her... gift? No. Curse. Yeah, that would be more fitting. Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2015 Liz_Vega
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