Lena sat on the grass, staring at the lake’s rippling surface, lost in thought. She twirled a loose thread on her sweater, feeling an odd hum in her fingertips. It wasn’t the first time she had felt it, but today, it was stronger.

  "You ever get that feeling like… something’s about to happen?" she asked, glancing at her best friend, Maya.

  Maya, lying back on the grass, eyes half-closed, smirked. "Like déjà vu? Yeah, sometimes. But this is different, isn't it?"

  Lena nodded. "Yeah. It’s like I know something’s about to happen before it does."

  Maya sat up, studying Lena carefully. "I wasn’t going to say anything, but… weird stuff keeps happening to me too. Like, yesterday? I thought about Mom dropping a plate, and two seconds later—boom! Shattered pieces everywhere."

  Lena’s stomach flipped. "Wait. Last week, I knew we were gonna have a pop quiz before Mrs. Carter even walked in. I wasn’t even surprised when she announced it."

  Maya’s eyes widened. "Do you think…"

  A sudden gust of wind rustled the trees. The air between them felt charged, electric.

  Lena hesitated before whispering, "What if we have… powers?"

  Maya scoffed at first, but then, curiosity took over. "Okay, let’s test it. Think of a number between one and ten."

  Lena shut her eyes, focusing. A strong pull, almost like a whisper in her mind, surfaced. Seven.

  "Seven," Maya said confidently.

  Lena’s heart skipped a beat. "Okay, your turn."

  Maya closed her eyes. Lena concentrated, willing an answer to form. Three.

  "Three," Lena said, barely breathing.

  Maya’s mouth fell open. "No. Way."

  Before either could react, a crack of thunder split the sky. The once-clear lake darkened as waves churned against the shore. Lena and Maya locked eyes, fear and excitement mingling in their expressions.

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  Something inside them had woken up.

  And the world would never be the same again.

  The storm rolled in so fast it was unnatural. Just moments ago, the sky had been clear, the lake calm. Now, dark clouds churned overhead, and the wind howled through the trees.

  Lena’s breath hitched. “Did we… do that?”

  Maya swallowed hard. “I don’t know. But it’s too much of a coincidence, right?”

  Before Lena could respond, a crackling sensation spread through her fingers, like static electricity. The same hum she had felt earlier, only stronger. Almost instinctively, she lifted her hand. As she did, the wind slowed, the trees settling back into an eerie stillness.

  Maya gasped. “Lena… did you just—”

  Lena’s hand dropped, and immediately, the wind picked up again. Maya scrambled to her feet, backing away. “Okay. This is officially crazy.”

  Lena’s head spun. “Maybe we should—”

  A sudden flash of movement caught her eye. On the far side of the lake, a dark figure stood just beyond the tree line. Watching.

  Lena grabbed Maya’s arm. “We’re not alone.”

  Maya followed her gaze. The figure was too far away to make out details, but Lena could feel their presence—a prickling at the back of her mind, like someone was reaching into her thoughts.

  “We need to go,” Maya whispered.

  The figure took a step forward.

  The wind roared again, and without thinking, Lena threw out her hand. A blast of invisible energy shot from her fingertips, hitting the lake’s surface. Water erupted into the air, a towering wave crashing against the shore.

  The figure didn’t flinch.

  Instead, they lifted a hand of their own.

  And the wave stopped mid-air.

  Suspended.

  Lena and Maya stood frozen, watching in shock as the figure effortlessly lowered their hand. The water fell back into the lake as if nothing had happened.

  A voice, smooth and knowing, echoed across the water.

  “You’re not the only ones.”

  Then, in the blink of an eye, the figure vanished.

  Lena’s heart pounded. “What… what was that?”

  Maya, still staring at the empty spot where the stranger had been, exhaled sharply. “I think we just found out we’re part of something much bigger.”

  Silence hung between them, heavy with realization.

  They weren’t just two girls with strange abilities.

  They were connected to something—something powerful, something unknown.

  And now, someone else knew about them.

  Lena clenched her fists, feeling the power hum beneath her skin. “We need to find out who that was.”

  Maya nodded, her eyes fierce. “And what we are.”

  As the storm clouds began to clear, the girls turned away from the lake—toward whatever awaited them next.

  Because this was just the beginning.