Wings of Metal~chapter 1 (Please please PLEASE comment! and the title is temporary until i think of a better one :) )

by Bambi:~:Hydra in the mall

*By Hydra: Ok, so i had this really cool dream and decided it was book worthy so i made it into a story. I REALLY NEED you guys to comment and encourage me to go on because i never finish my stories. I just never get to the end. So tell me how you like it and help me finish it, please! you guys are great :)By the way, I've never written a story like this before.*

I've always wanted my siblings to give me a nickname.

When I asked for one I was 10. Everyone called my big brother, who was 13 (now 17), Junco. My sister, age 14 (now 18), was Dotty. To my question, Junco had said, "Not yet." When I asked why, he said, "Hopefully not anytime soon." Now I am 14 years old and my brothers, who are twins and now age 16, are named Rusty and Shadow. And I'm still plain old Claire. Junco's wish for 'hopefully not anytime soon' is being granted.

Our parents left us when Junco and Dotty were old enough to take care of all of us. She sends money for the upkeep of the house every so often. But she has no contact with us. Just an envelope with a check and a note signed, from mom. The house we live in is probably one of the most unique houses there are, at least in my opinion. It reminds me of a castle. There are secret passages and corridors that you can only find when you're not looking for them. Sometimes I like to think I've found all of them, but there's no way I could have. I would be walking to the kitchen for a snack when suddenly I find myself somewhere totally different. Our house is also like an obstacle course. Some of us have to jump across a break in the floor or swing across monkey bars to get to our bedrooms. I have to step across a length of rope, squeeze through a fairly small hole, and rope climb to my bedroom. So you could say that I've been fit all my life.

Sometimes Junco, Dotty, Rusty, and Shadow will all go someplace at once and not come back for hours. Occasionally Dotty will keep me company at home, whick I like. Sometimes we go on random vacations, even during school. They try to relax and occupy themselves with fishing or something, but I can see that their wound up about something. I worry about them.

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"Go to bed, Claire," Junco said to me, tugging my ponytail. Junco has shaggy brown hair and blue eyes. He isn't very tall, like I am, but he is muscular and could lift me and the sofa I sat on like a jug of milk. He's not intimidating becuase of it, though. He has a gentle face and is patient with all of us. Like right now. I didnt want to go to bed that particular moment. I was curled up on the couch reading a mystery novel, fully immersed in the scene playing in my mind.

"Claire, it's twelve o'clock. You have school in the morning," Junco said, taking the bookmark I had put on the coffee table and shutting it in my spot as he took the book from my hands.

"Fine. Goodnight Junco," I said, giving him a quick hug. I grabbed my book and ran down the hall, took a left where a pot of flowers was set against the wall, and slowed down as the rope bridge came into view. I tossed the book across the gap to the other side and cringed when it landed with the pages splayed out, some bent. Taking the two rope handles, I  walked foot in front of the other on the single lower rope. Below me was a mass of huge pillows, in case I lost my footing. I hardly ever fell anymore. Once I finished that task, I picked up my book and tossed it up the hole above me. I jumped up and grabbed the ledge that was the hole and heaved myself up. I snatched the poor book up again and threw it high above another ledge. I began to shimmy up the rope that hung from it, my legs wrapped around the rope and my hands rising one after the other. After I reached the top, I picked up the book and opened my bedroom door. I placed the book between two heavy textbooks so the pages would flatten right.

I changed into my pjs and went inside my small bathroom to brush my teeth. I looked in the mirror and tugged out my ponytail holder. Medium length blond hair tumbled down in curls. I have green eyes and am tall and slender, like Shadow and Rusty.

When I finished I went to my bed and curled up under the covers.