Prologue

Prologue                                                                                                

I'm running. I don't know why, but I'm running away from something. No matter how tired I am, I can't stop. I didn't expect anything like this to happen. I doubt anyone would expect this. I grabbed a tree and tried to stop, but suddenly, something grabbed my arm and started shaking me.

I bolted awake, and hit my head on my ceiling. I rubbed it and looked down. "Finally, you’re awake. Mom has been trying to get you up for the past hour. If you don't hurry up, we're going to be late for school!" My little sister, Ash, yelled at me. She's 12 years old and still a cutie. Her green eyes shine at me (even when we fight). She has curly, dark brown hair, with light brown highlights. Her bangs were clipped back with a hair pin. She was wearing a pink blouse, light blue skinny jeans, and pink converse.

I smiled at her. My name is Sapphire, but everyone calls me Phire. I'm 16 years old, and I live with my Mom and little sister. I don't count my Dad, cause he's always out on business trips. Right now I think he's in India. I don't know my Dad does, though. He's always has a white coat on, so I assume he's a traveling Doctor. But the strange thing is that my Mom told me that she wants him away (and they aren’t divorced). She wants him away from me and my friends. Every time I ask her why she will just say, when the time is right. Then, I would ask her, when is that? And her response is, when everything changes. When is that? I mean, does she mean she'll tell me when I get higher than a D in school? Or if I stop dyeing the tips of my hair dark red. Or will she tell me when Dad stops traveling.

Anyways, I have gold eyes and straight, black hair with settle red highlights. It falls to right above my butt. My bangs sweep across my eyes and I dyed the tips really dark red.

So, I pulled off my covers and hung my skinny, tan legs over the side. "Thanks, Ash. How 'bout you grab my breakfast, from down stairs, and bring it in here real quick, while I get dressed." I yawned, while rubbing sleep out of my eyes.

"Ok, but when I come back you better be dressed," she warned. I pretended to be frightened, and jumped down from my bunk-bed. Ash rushed down stairs, while I walked over to my closet.

We're not rich, and we also aren't poor, but we act like we're rich. I mean I have an attic room! The stairs just come right into my room! Also, Ash and I go to a private school! Awesome, right?!

Anyways, I opened my closet and walked in. I picked out my black tights and black plaid shorts. Then I found my loose, white T-shirt with an owl on it and put it on after I threw on a bra. I found my white converse and threw them on, while I hopped over to my desk. "Sapphire! Zeke, Jade, Monica, sorry, Mo, and Opal are here!" My mom yelled.

"Cool! Send them up!" I yelled back. I've been friends with them since...um..."Ow." I muttered. Everytime I try to remember further than the past month, I get these massive headaches. Anyways, I shoved my stuff into my backpack, as Zeke, Mo, Opal, and Jade walked up. "Hey guys, can one of you make my bed? I'd appreciate it." I asked, while zipping my backpack up.

"I will. Why are you always waking up late? I'm surprised you can get us to school." Jade laughed. Jade has dark, navy blue hair with darker blue highlight. It comes just a little below her shoulders. Her bangs coming half across her face, and she has purple eyes. She was wearing a black tank, with a black and white plaid jacket/tee thing. She had black jeggings and grey boots on, too. She climbed up my ladder and started making my bed.

I stuck out my tongue at her and started putting my make-up on. "She's right you know." Opal and Mo commented at the same time. Monica, or Mo, has a brown bob, warm brown eyes, and red glasses. She was wearing an ugly Doll Tee, caprice, and red converse.

As for Opal, she has short, choppy, gold, strawberry-blonde hair and warm orange eyes. Today, she was wearing a purple tee with a skull on it, black jeans, and purple converse.

I finished my make-up and put my hands on my hips. "Well then, you guys can just walk to school." I said.

"No!" They all yelled together. Ha-ha. You know who really hasn't said anything yet, Zeke. Well that's him for ya. He reminds me of this guy I read in a book. He has blond hair that falls right into his beautiful sea blue eyes. Sometimes, he flips his head to get his bangs out of his eyes. He was wearing an OU T-shirt (his favorite college), his favorite ripped jeans, and black hi-tops.

"Well then, we better get going." I stated when I finished brushing my hair and teeth. We ran downstairs and I smiled down at Ash. I just know this day is going to be unforgettable.