Chapter 1

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I quickly sat up in bed, beads of cold sweat running down my back. Another night with another nightmare that I can't remember. "Autumn, come down for breakfast before Spring eats it"! Yelled my snarky little sister, Summer. I jumped out of bed and hurried to get ready before running to save my food. I dawned on a red tank top and a pair of blue jeans, while making sure to cover my compass tattoo, and attempt to pull my wild auburn red curls into a bun.

After finally beating my hair into submission and lactating on my necklace, I race down the stairs and into the kitchen; Just in time to catch Spring slowly pulling my plate closer to hers. I smacked the back of her hand with the back of my fork, and retrieved my food from her clutches. Spring cried out "Ow! You don't have to hit me that hard". "Anyless and I wouldn't get my food back." I chuckled. "Quit it already, it's not even eight thirty and you guys are already bickering!" Our older brother Winter scolded.

Yeah our parents had a weird naming system. They knew they were having at least two kids when our mom was pregnant; They wanted names that had a theme so we they were thinking along the lines Bonnie and Clyde, so when their two babies turned into four babies, any names they had picked had gone out the window. In the end they figured, four kids and four seasons, what could go wrong? A manly son with a girly name thats what, every now and then he'll curse them under his breath for naming him as such.

I was snapped back to reality when Summer sat at the table with a plate of pancakes. "Winter stop being such a square, it won't kill you to let them have a little fun" Summer cooed. Even though Summer was the third born, she acts like a mom and as a peacekeeper. Winter just grumbled and went back to eating. 

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