But that didn’t work. In this panic my brother woke up. And later that day, everyone “knew” I pissed myself from a nightmare. My brother wouldn�...�t quit teasing me. And all I wanted to tell him, is how he knows nothing and has no clue what really happened and probably would never understand cause he’s not fully developed himself, a perfect lie. But instead I kept quiet and kept saying it could happen to anyone, I just didn’t woke up on time. Later on that day, my brother invited a few friends. At that point all thoughts of being mad at him were non-existent."Wow!" I said breathing heavily when he finally backed out of the kiss. He only looked and smiled still holding me by the waist. Taking my hand he lead me into the house. We sat down on the couch and Mike turned on the t.v. , sat back and held me to him, kissing me on the top of the head every few minuets. It was rather sweet honestly. "Mike, I wanna do something for you," I said looking up into his beautiful blue eyes."Anything. Since whatever caused the distortion was not doing anything, he decided to ignore its intrusion into his territory ... for now.Just as he was starting to relax and refocus on the people around him, a series of gusts of displaced air swirled around and eight new heartbeats suddenly appeared to his perception. They were like the people around him, but stronger, healthier sounding. Not dulled by the chemical-impregnated glop that people nowadays called food. His interest was instantly aroused. It. We hold each other in silence, enjoying each other’s company.“Will you spend the night at my house Friday so we can catch up and you can help me unpack,” Martina asks breaking the silence.“Sure,” I say as she smiles. We stand up and start heading to sophomore hall as I warn her about the cheerleaders. “No one knows of my inheritance or why I was sent away,” I say as she nods. “And they will try to get it from you. Especially my stepsister, Jenny,” I finish.“I’m actually starting to trust a few.