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"I wonder what my ability will be." Samy ponders. She then looks at me and proceeds to wave her arms around in wild movements. I can't help but laugh. "What are you laughing at this time?" She asks. She places her hands on her hips and pouts at me. I look her over once. She is quite stunning for her age. Long beautiful carmel like hair wraps her small frame. She stares at my with emerald green eyes. Only ten years old and she has the makings of a model. I look back at myself wondering, just how in the world are we related? I have stick straight red hair and blue eyes. Sometimes I believe i was adopted. She takes my moms looks entirely, while I only inherited my eye color from our dad. "Stacia? Hello? Helloo..." samy waves her hand in front of my face and I am brought back to reality. "What were you thinking about?" Her face scrunches up with the question. We continue our walk down the busy street. People dash back and forth trying to barter and trade items. We live in the lowest classed city. Barckland. The construction class. We swerve and dodge people on the sidewalk. "Nothing Samy." I reply, dismissing the thought. She glances over for a second before continuing, "Well, maybe ill get an ability like Ma's!" She flexes her arms. Nothing to show except her skinny noodle arms, I laugh again. "Maybe I could become amazingly strong!" She does multiple poses and I let out a snort. "Sure. Keep dreaming!" I wipe away a tear of laughter and she shoves me, giggling herself. I hear laughter and sounds of awe. I look up to see a crowd surrounding three men. Using their abilities they raise there arms and water floats into the air. Twisting and dancing as if it were really alive. "Woah. Thats amazing." Samy says in astonishment. I'm so caught up in watching that I dont notice the commotion behind me before its too late. I turn around and another person slams into me, sending us both tumbling into the ground. I grunt. "Oh dear. I'm so so very sorry ma'am." The figure says. He has an accent, but I can't place it. I look up but I can't see his facial features. A black cloak hangs over his face. He quickly stands up and extends his hand. I slap it away. "Watch where you're going punk." I rise to my feet and wipe the dirt off my clothes. He isn't paying attention though. His head whips back and forth, almost like he's searching for someone. I take in his appearance from what I can see. He's tall. Taller than me by about a foot. Which is saying much since I'm only 5'1.  Another cloaked figure runs up to him while I'm in my thoughts. I look at him. He's shorter than the first one, but not by much. "L! We've got to go! Now!" He grabs the guys hand and I watch as they vanish into the crowd. I look back at Samy and we both share the same look of confusion. I rub my hand over my face, exhausted. "Weirdos." I sigh. "I know! What were they running from?" Samy wonders, looking around at the constantly moving crowd. I shrug my shoulders and we continue our long walk home.8964 copyright protection151ＰＥＮＡＮＡGJWsJ0PyEN 維尼

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