The Power

Chapter 1

I get off the plane entering the airport heading off to the baggage claim. I check for my phone in my back pocket of my skinny jeans and I find it grabbing it to look at the time. 11:46 pm. Good, I can't afford to be late. I need to get to my beach house so I can rest for tomorrow. Since I'm moving to Florida undercover for 5 months so I can figure out where Marcus Lindozee is. He's a top criminal and he's supposed to serving a life sentence. So, I'm coming here to Florida, where I can find any information from his family. So I'm posing as a 17-year-old girl named Andalynn Whales. There's a 17-year-old named Grey Lindozee. He goes to a high school in Miami ( where I'm going) and I'm supposed to make a relationship with him in which to feed information off him to give to my mother. To track down Marcus of course. 

This is going to be a challenge, I've never had true friends because of my power, I was taken out of kindergarten and taken into training for the United States Defense system. I hate my life. My mother never had a strong connection with me either, my father was away all the time working for the U.S. Senate. 

Oh, my apologies, I haven't introduced myself. My name is  Lilac Avens, my nickname is Lila. Although, the only person to call me that is my bodyguard Chris. He had to stay in Georgia (where I left) for business reasons with my mother. So I'm on my own. 

I have brown hair that reaches the bottom of my shoulder blades. It's thicker than thin but thinner than thick I suppose. I have natural highlights colored caramel. I'm 5'6", and I have blue-gray eyes with green in the center. I have freckles covering my cheeks and nose. And I can read minds.

I bounce back to life at the baggage claim waiting for my suitcase. I place my phone in my back pocket of my dark blue skinny jeans. I take my gray jacket around my shoulder and put it on placing my hoodie over my head to cover my messy bun and face filled with tiredness. 

I see my black suitcase the size of my entire leg and grab it. I struggle picking it up and instantly wish I had my bodyguard with me. I finally pull it off and it drops on my left foot. I croak out a groan for my poor toes and brush off the pain. I look down at my black converse and squat down to tie them both. Once I have I grab my suitcase and head towards the exit and wait for a taxi to come. I'm in Orlando, and I need to get to Miami by tomorrow morning, or I'll be late to school. 

It feels weird going back to school. Although, I don't need to do any of the work. It just feels weird being placed in a classroom being taught everything I already know. When I was younger I had to go to this training camp in which I was taught everything at an extreme pace. As well as being taught tactics for fighting people as well as learning how to code and hack into online servers to figure out cases I was assigned.

"Are you Andalynn?" A man dressed in a plain white t-shirt and some shorts asked me. I see an uber behind him and I nod. I guess Chris got me an uber. Thanks. I try to read the man's mind, I'm just curious to what he may be thinking.

She looks so young, maybe in her teens. I wonder what she's doing traveling.

I ignore him and place the suitcase in the back seat and hop in after that. I sit in the backseat on the right side next to the window and buckle up. The man in the white shirt jumps into the uber and starts driving to Miami. 

"Hey, Andalynn, I just wanted to inform you that I can't go all the way to Miami. I'll stop at Ft. Lauderdale. Then you have to figure it out from there." He chuckles at my expression, I put on my poker face and nod. I take off my hoodie and grab my phone from my pocket. I see no messages, wow. I would expect my mother to text me by now. She usually texts me after I land asking if I'm at my destination yet. That's probably the only time she texts me. The only time she ever talks to me. My family just feels so cold.