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Chapter One- The First Stage

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Chapter one

Present day

One day this will all be but a blur of a memory, don't let the fake friends get to you. They aren't worth your tears, she hurt you but no one else will. Dad took care of them long ago, no one can hurt you anymore, be strong and let no one in. Follow your instincts and let it guide you to the true people out there who would only hurt you if it meant it would save you...

Avril sat in the car looking at the buildings before her, she was staring for so long her eyes got a little watery. Blinking away the water she turned to her brother, Lucas, as he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel waiting impatiently.

"Well are you gonna go in or what?!" Lucas asked mocking irritation but deep inside he treasured the moments with her.

"Yes Mr. Bossy, far out. I'm late and all you care about is leaving me" she said motioning to the buildings outside, faking a tear.

Rolling his eyes he began pushing her up against the car door, holding her there he squashed her but kept applying slight pressure. Smirking to himself he waited a little bit before seeing a stranger walk past with wide eyes, quickly casting them aside as he growled. Eyes flashing dark for a moment as they peeked at his sister for too long, all but ready to pounce on the horrified passerby.

"Uh, Lucas, just so you know you can squish me up against the door all you want but I ain't going anywhere unless this door is open" Avril mumbled as she had her mouth stuck against the window, slight saliva dripping out.

Lucas had arrived home late last night, he had been away on business for months on end, but for now he was home for good. He had taken over a position for another Pack and since a few words from his mother he had taken to coming home as soon as possible. As her words sunk into Lucas's head he let go of her and sat back into his seat properly, then looked forward and waited for her to leave.

Yet again I was trumped by a little girl, my sister no less! She is too smart for her age, dammit...

"See you when I get home brother" Avril said in between laughs.

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Doors lead to classrooms on every side of the empty hallway were ignored as there was only one that needed to be entered; footsteps echoed softly as she deliberately took her time getting to the classroom she was supposed to have been in thirteen minutes ago. Avril started thinking of her brother and his random arrival, as her thoughts started to wander she noticed the class room she was supposed to be in. After a moment more of walking she stopped in front of the classroom, maths with Mr Graph, quite a fitting name for a maths teacher. 

Taking in a deep breath she slowly opened the door to the teacher sitting at his desk, watching the door face curved into one of annoyance as he saw who it was; she left the door wide open proceeding to her seat. Avril stopped walking and faced her teacher with new found interest, he usually said a snide remark and then dished out some detention slips, but today he was different. There were no detention slips only an annoyed look before he turned back to marking his papers, this behaviour wasn't usual from him, in fact he wasn't even supposed to be her teacher.

"Late again miss Kennedy?"

"This is the set work," he pointed to the board, "and I would like for this to be finished by class tomorrow"

Avril's brain scrambled to find the solution not only was this teacher not hers but for some reason this teacher seemed to find her reaction quite amusing, she knew this as he was watching her from where he sat at his desk. Sitting in her seat she watched as Mr Crake went back to marking papers with a sly smirk on his face, she pulled out a book and pen then proceeded to clear her mind. This didn't take her long considering she had it mastered, after she had done so she searched through the room to find the man proclaiming to be her teacher's mind, as she reached into his mind she began listening in to his current thoughts.