Faye's Pov
Faye Leona's heart raced as she stepped into the living room, her backpack slung over one shoulder, emblazoned with the emblem of a golden lion—a symbol of her zodiac sign, Leo. Another Friday conquered, another week dominated by her fierce determination and indomitable spirit. But as she entered the room, the atmosphere shifted, heavy with an unspoken weight that sent a shiver down her spine.
"What's going on?" Faye asked, her voice tinged with apprehension.
"Sit down, sweetheart," her dad said, his voice unusually solemn.
Faye complied, her mind racing with a million possibilities. Had something happened? Was everyone okay?
"We received some unexpected news today," her mom began, her tone gentle but tinged with sadness.
Faye's breath caught in her throat. Unexpected news? What could it be?
"Your father has been offered a new job," her mom continued, her words hanging heavy in the air.
A new job? Faye's mind raced. A new city? A new school? Panic threatened to overwhelm her as she grappled with the sudden upheaval about to disrupt her life.
"In a city we've never even heard of," her dad added, his voice heavy with resignation.
Faye's heart sank. (Are this people serious)A new city meant leaving behind everything she knew and loved—her friends, her school, her home.
"We have to move quickly," her dad continued, breaking through her thoughts. "I start next week, so we'll leave tomorrow."
Tomorrow. The word echoed in Faye's mind, a stark reminder of the swift and irrevocable change about to upend her world.
As her parents launched into logistics—packing, planning, preparing—Faye felt a surge of frustration bubbling within her. How could they expect her to meekly accept her fate?
But amidst the chaos of packing boxes and tearful goodbyes, Faye couldn't shake the feeling that something else was at play. Strange occurrences plagued the house whispers echoed in the empty rooms. She brushed them off as her imagination running wild, and anxiety but a nagging sense of unease lingered at the back of her mind.
Later that evening, as Faye retreated to her room to pack her belongings, she noticed something peculiar. A book she had placed neatly on her desk moments ago now lay open on the floor, its pages fluttering in a nonexistent breeze. A chill ran down Faye's spine as she approached, reaching out to touch the book, but before her fingers could make contact, it slammed shut with a resounding thud, startling her.
With a heavy heart and a glimmer of hope for the future, Faye drifted off to sleep, her dreams filled with visions of the unknown adventures that awaited her at Elmwood High School.
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