So, this is my attempt at trying to pull of a NYSM story, and I hope I don't fuck it up too bad. I really hope you enjoy. And if you do, I'll keep posting all summer. :)


Chapter 1

Schuyler was walking home one late night after a school event. She didn't live far from the school, one of the plus sides of her dad being an FBI agent was she had a bodyguard following about 50 feet behind her. As she rounded the corner onto South Wacker Drive she was greeted by a large ground with everyone straining their necks upwards trying to see what was going on in the middle.

Are you fucking kidding me? All I want to do is get home.. Schuyler thought at she pushed her way through the crowd and found herself pushed into the middle of the circle by some big guy with weird tattoos.

"…. A volunteer! Ah! How about you there?" was all she heard when she felt a light hand on her shoulder turning her around to face him.

"Uh, what?" She asked, totally confused on what she was just thrusted into.

The mystery man held up a deck of cards, "I want you to pick a card. Not this one that's too obvious." He said as he pointed to the card at the bottom of the deck and the proceeded to flip through the deck of cards. "That was too fast, I'll do it again slower, you ready?" He asked looking her dead in the eye.

"Uh yeah, I guess."

"Great." He flipped through the deck and she saw a card, 7 of Diamonds, what she thought a few times but when he showed her the cards, asking if she saw her card anywhere, which she didn't, he replied with "That's because you're looking too close, what have I been telling you all night?"

"The closer you look, the less you see!" Everyone around Schulyer chanted and this man turned around and threw his cards up in the air, sending them everywhere and there, on the side of the Sears Tower, was the 7 of Diamonds all lit up on the windows.

"Damn…" was all she whispered under her breath as she turned around to walk away.

"Wait! What's your name?" The man had asked her, lightly holding her elbow in his hand.

"Schuyler." She told him while pulling her light brown hair off to the side.

"J. Daniel Atlas." He looked at her, smiled, and held out his hand, which she politely shook. "It was a pleasuring preforming with you Schuyler." He said while disappearing into the crowd and getting swallowed up by Chicago's late night goers.

The rest of her walk home, all she could think about was this J. Daniel Atlas guy was and why he was preforming card tricks.

She didn't mull on this too long since she was at her front door about 15 minutes later. Unlocking the front door she walks into a hardly lit house, either both her father and sister weren't home yet, or they were and they were just sleeping. She threw her house key in the bowl by the door and trodded longingly up the stairs to her bedroom and set her backpack down in the corner by her desk and sat down and logged onto her computer to start studying for finals. Oh what a hoy this week'll be.. She thought as she logged onto schools website and went to the 'moodle' page. Why the hell it was called moodle, she didn't know, but she just liked saying it. Mooooooooodle!

She downloaded all of her study guides she would need and printed them off. As she grabbed a binder out of her bag to get out some papers she would need to help her with her guides, a little note fell out, and all that was on it was a signature, J. Daniel Atlas.

"What the fu.."

"I really hope you're not going to say what I think you're going to say Sky." Her father, Dylan Rhodes, said in the doorway looking over her Civics study guide.

"Ugh, hey daddy, how was work?" She said hiding the note behind her back.

"You know I can't talk about it. It's all… Federal and stuff." He said smiling at his oldest daughter. "Do you really need to know the process a bill goes through to actually become a bill?" He asked her with a total dumbfounded look on his face.

"Yes dad, we need to know a bunch of stuff for this stupid class…" She said taking the study guide from her father's hands and looked it over herself.

"Okay, well I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning okay? Oh and text your twin for me, okay?" He started to leave the room, but before he had the actual chance, Schuyler asked him if he knew who J. Daniel Atlas was.

"Well, no. I don't. Try Google or Bing or whatever it is my kids use these days." Dylan walked out of the room and up the stairs to his room where he walked into the bathroom to shower, brush his teeth and go to bed.

Oh dad… You're lucky you're cool. Schuyler thought to herself and opened a new tab and went to Google, she really only went to Bing to look at the pretty pictures they have as their homepage background.

She typed in the card guy's name and came up with dozens of results. Tons of news articles about the "magician."

"Psh, magic. Everyone knows that shit ain't real." She picked up her iPhone and searched for her younger sisters number and called her.

Even though they were twins, identical none the less, Blake was so different from her.

Three rings later her younger sisters voice answered with an annoyed "What's up slut?"

"Not much whore, when you coming home?"

"I don't know. What time is it?"

"Uh, like almost midnight."

"Fuuuuuck, shit… Is dad home?" Schuyler could hear the struggle her sister was having in the background, and the male voice.

"Yeah, what they hell are you even doing?" Schuyler asked, immediately regretting it.

"Well if you absolutely must know S I was kinda busy having sex with my boyfriend."

"Dude no, just stop. I don't need to hear that. Just get your ass home." With that, she hung up on her sister, utterly grossed out into next week.

Sure, Sky wasn't sexually active, but that didn't mean she wasn't pretty. Her and Blake were the most popular girls at school, and were voted most beautiful girls in school. So clearly they were pretty, she just didn't want a boyfriend. She was more focused on school. After all, it was her Junior year.