“That is my sister,” I said, voice still a little hoarse. “Danielle is my sister. I am–––”
“Danielle?!”
The voice coming out of nowhere caused us all to turn back to see the same tall yellow man with dark hair and brows walk towards me with a few other men behind him like his own personal court.
“Baby, what are you doing here?” He asked with his hand immediately coming to my arm. I backed away with a shake of my head, stunned. My sister was claimed by a man?!
“I am not her,” I said. “I do not know who you are–––”
“What?” He exclaimed while his friend’s eyes grew big in shock. “Why are you talking like that and why didn’t you tell me you knew about this place? The Underground? You’re supposed to be back home–––”
“She said she doesn’t know you, my guy,” one of the girls said as she stepped in front of me. Her protective energy reminded me of Minka. It couldn’t be helped. “What’s the problem?”
“I am not her. That is my sister,” I said with not so much confidence.
“You’re who?!” He shouted before looking around. “Danielle?! Hellooo? We’re engaged! Remember? We are planning a wedding, your mother just died!?”
“My mother is still living,” I said, feeling the sharp sting of pain.
“She said she doesn’t know you, move around,” the woman said as she stepped closer to him.
“Xavier Martin!?” He went on with his hand against his chest. “Xavier of the Southern Five! I bet you heard of that! You’ve been playing this whole time?! You’ve been playing in my fucking face this whole time?!”
“I am not playing anything…Please,” I pleaded just as the woman with the black dress now stepped in front of me. I started to defend myself when Maggie stepped in.
“Okay so you gotta calm down. She said she doesn’t know you–––”
“She’s lying!”
“And you’re yelling,” Maggie added with a smile. “School hasn’t even started yet. There is some confusion because I know exactly who you’re talking about, but this is apparently her sister. Clearly, they’re twins…identical…” looking back at me, “twins that had no idea about each other, right?”
“Yes,” I nodded.
The man only known as Xavier Martin stared at me, bewilderment in his eyes while his friends tried to convince him to move around. They dragged and pulled at his arm as he stared at me with such rage, I could only imagine it was deeper than simply finding out she had a sister.
“I know I’m not fucking crazy,” I heard him say.
“Let’s go X, just keep moving. Come on. Let her be for now.”
“Yeah, you’ll catch her alone.”
Chills went down my arms as they dragged him forward towards the school. I found myself turning back around to face the four curious pairs of eyes staring at me. The one with the wide marble black eyes smiled as her two tiny sharp teeth wereexposed like little claws. The one with the beautiful locs crossed her arms over her chest, projecting her attitude over curiosity.
“Drew Collins never makes mistakes,” the one with the black dress said in a delicate tone. “She is exactly where she’s meant to be and it’s not a coincidence that you met her first, Maggie.”
“Only Maggie didn’t!” The one with the locs argued. “This isn’t the same girl.”
“No but… let me see your letter,” Maggie asked as she held her hand out.
I gave her the piece of paper that was found in my hand the moment I woke up on the train. The four of them bunched together, attaching shoulder to shoulder to read while I stood waiting for my final judgement. The one with the black marble eyes and tiny claws for teeth grinned.
“My name is Isis. I’m an elemental student. That’s Asha,” pointing to the one with the locs. “She’s from New York and a mythical student–––”
I gasped in awe before covering my mouth with my hands.New York!
“This is Souxie, our southern darling, and a spiritual student,” Isis went on. “Of course this is Maggie Grey, pretty much the main character.”
“For now,” Souxie muttered with a sly grin towards me.
