Ch 1

Alright, you seem to be listening so let's start with introductions. My name is Skye. I'll be one of the many people writing this book. But you probably don't care, so I'll cut right to the chase. Let's begin the day before it happened.

It was in about 5pm, I sat in my room listening to some music while I waited around for something to happen. It was strange; usually there wasn't day without excitement here. Oh another thing, I live in a foster home… that may or may not clear some things up but still, you should know.

I picked up my itouch and slid my finger across the screen. After entering my password the background sprung up behind all my apps. It was a picture of me and my friends. First there were Madi and Rachel who are my two best friends. Rachel with her stomach length black hair and various streaks of turquoise clashed with her chocolate brown eyes, Madi had her hair cut right above her shoulders with a blue and white feather hanging down from the left side, her emerald green eyes shone brightly in the picture.

Next were the Destand brothers. All were African American triplets with the same crazy personality, one was Marcus, he was the shortest with big brown eyes that could belong to a puppy, but don't let that fool you he can really get on your nerves! The next one in the photo was Myles he was tall and lean with a determined expression on his face (despite how scared he gets sometimes), the one next to Myles was David the most aggravating person that I have ever met, he had a lopsided smile plastered on his face that just made me want to smack him.

Near the middle stood one of my other best friends Makaila, a dark skinned girl with an interesting attitude. Also at the end of the cluster was Lucas who wasn't even looking at the camera, instead he seemed to think that the wall to his left was more interesting. His dark brown hair hung in his face and his blackish brown eyes shone with a mysteriousness I wouldn't be able to describe.

And then there was me. My long dusty blond hair hung at my hips and my steal-blue eyes regarded the camera with curiosity. At the time I had a sapphire blue streak on my left that covered a bit of my eye.

There were also other people like Karlie, Maya, Jason, Nasir, Trinity, Jenae, Jared, Molly, Mark, Caleb, Tori, Derrick, and Nick. I would describe them but I'll leave them to Madi and Rachel. There were of other people in the foster home but these were just some of the people in my high school. The orphanage has a lot of rooms but there still wasn't enough room, so when you get into middle school you have to get a roommate. Usually each year you get a new person but sometimes they stay the same. And at this time the most annoying roommate you could possibly get walked in.

"Why are the lights off?" Nyah demanded as she flicked the switch. It took a few second for my eyes to adjust, but after they did I saw that she had on a deep shade on violet eye shadow and bright neon pink lipstick. She also had on a strong amount of eyeliner. All this means that she was probably just at the mall or something. I swear to god, this girl wears the most ridiculous clothes and not to mention the excessive amounts of makeup.

When she saw I was just wearing some sweatpants and a casual t-shirt she made a sound that literally would make you think she was having an organism. I stared expectantly at her as she calmed down and began shooting curse words extensively at me about how ugly I looked. I finally got so fed up that I just snapped.

"If you like criticizing ugly people then why don't you just go stand in front of a mirror all day!" I barked.

She turned to face the open door with a ticked off expression.

"Idiot..." She muttered.

"Oh I'm sorry; I didn't realize we were talking about you." I retorted.

She spun around with her long chestnut hair streaming behind her. She jabbed a finger at my face as she started into my eyes with a scowl on her face.

"One more word out of you blondie, and your gonna get it," she growled at me, every word dripping with hostility.

I returned the stern look as I said my next words.

"Oh? And what are you going to do. Try to blind me with perfume? You couldn't catch if you tried, in fact I don't think you even know how to run anymore with how much you wear those skinny jeans!" I yelled.

She took a step back and brought a hand up to her chest.

"Skye, why would you say that? Why, I would never!" she looked shocked, and I was confused as hell.

"What are talking abou...?" I began but trailed off as a shadow appeared in the frame of the door. That shadow belonged to Lucas.

"What the hell is wrong with you Skye?!" he scolded me before hugging Nyah tightly. Now you may be wondering why Lucas cares so much about Nyah, well since two months ago they started dating. But I know something Lucas doesn't. Nyah doesn't love him, not at all. I was coming home late from classes when I heard her talking on the phone.

'Yeah! I can't believe he's so stupid! I mean does he really think I love him? Jesus, he's stupid, this is just part of the plan!'

Those were the exact words I heard. In truth I couldn't believe it at the time she was always so nice, but when she opened the door and saw me, from that day on she treated me fine in front of other people, but alone? That's was an entire different story. She still didn't forgive me for eavesdropping on her.

But back to my story, all I could do is stare into his eyes, trying to give him a silent message but he apparently couldn't receive the wakeup call. He turned around still holding Nyah close him.

"You used to be so different… what happened?" he muttered. "What happened Skye?!" he screamed.

Even if I wanted to respond, I couldn't. I stood there in horror as he turned around to face me.

"It doesn't matter," he said. "What really matters is now. And right now at this second, I don't want to see you face." He finally released his grip on Nyah and walked out of the room his shadow casting distorted images on to the walls. After I recomposed myself I put on a jacket while Nyah sat down on her bed with a smirk on her face. I brushed past not even glancing at her.

"Just stop trying Skye. You know it's pointless." She said innocently. I stopped.

"Maybe, your right." I alleged. As I walked down the hallways towards the roof hatch, I began thinking. I thought about the argument me and Lucas just had. It hurt me when I remembered that he doesn't even know he being used, but that didn't matter I would think about it after that day. I reached the hatch and began to climb up the ladder. I fumbled with the lock but managed to get the latch open. I climbed out and breathed in the fresh air.

I stared down at the town beneath me and the far away city. In the distance Long Island shone out in a field of blue water. I always dreamed of going there. And sighed and sat down on the edge of the roof. I pondered the idea of running away to the island right then. I shook my head.

"It's easier this way…" I mumbled to myself. And tear navigated its may down my face with more following it. I got up and brushed the tears away. On last time I took in my surroundings and took a deep breath of air. One last tear rolled down my cheek, and that's when I jumped.