• Chapter 1

    I have lived in Govea with my mom ever since her and my dad broke up. I was only 5 at the time so I guess it didn't effect me that much...then again... Wow its bright outside today, look at those roses. I sometimes get distracted by the silliest things but it helps me to not fall asleep in class sometimes.

    "Well class we have a new student joining us today" announced Mrs. Crawford excitedly. "Trenton please come in." she said as if in shock
    The whole class gasped. "He's gorgeous.." I overheard some of the girls whisper but I was too focused on the rose I was drawing to even bother looking up. "Celestia look isn't he gorgeous" whispered my friend Amy who was sitting behind me with her lab partner James. I looked up quickly not even bothering to focus on the boy who seemed to have every girl falling head over heels in love then looked back down again. "Sure." I whispered back not interested.
    "Hmm...Ah! there's an empty space there by Celestia. Please take a seat by her for the time being Trenton.Everyone please take out your Science 10 books please." said Mrs. Crawford dazed.

    I heard the chair beside me squeak across the floor as Trenton sat by me. I didn't even bother to look at him or say hello which made me feel as if I was being rude... which I was so I decided to introduce myself. "Hi, I'm Celestia Moray.' I greeted as kindly as I could.
    Hello Celestia, I'm Trenton. Nice to meet you. What in the world? Was I just talking to myself. Impossible that voice didn't sound like mine... wait do minds even have their own voices? If they do then do our minds minds have voices too...? I turned my head to gaze at Trenton only to be greeted by his probing eyes. I quickly turned my head in the other direction to hide my embarrassment of being caught. I might have just imagined it, my imagination can get pretty wild sometimes. For a kid living in Govea he sure was pale. Maybe he lived in Antarctica I chuckled to myself. No, I am not from Antarctica. said a far fetched voice in my mind. Huh? What in the world is going on. I am sure that time it wasn't my imagination. Ok, on the count of three you look at him one...two...three! I turned my head swiftly only to be greeted once again by his probing eyes but this time I did not turn away, I stared back.


    Well thats all I've got so far I know it isn't much but I am still developing ideas.
    Suggestions are well appreciated