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Chapters (62)
  1. Copyright Notice
  2. Dedication
  3. I
  4. AUGUST 24TH, 2016
  5. AUGUST 27TH, 2016
  6. AUGUST 29TH, 2016
  7. AUGUST 30TH, 2016
  8. AUGUST 31ST, 2016
  9. SEPTEMBER 3RD, 2016
  10. SEPTEMBER 4TH, 2016
  11. SEPTEMBER 5TH, 2016
  12. SEPTEMBER 10TH, 2016
  13. SEPTEMBER 16TH, 2016
  14. SEPTEMBER 18TH, 2016
  15. SEPTEMBER 2?, 2016
  16. SEPTEMBER 23RD, 2016
  17. SEPTEMBER 26TH, 2016
  18. OCTOBER 3RD, 2016
  19. OCTOBER 7TH, 2016
  20. OCTOBER 8TH, 2016
  21. II
  22. NOVEMBER 1ST, 2016
  23. NOVEMBER 3RD, 2016
  24. NOVEMBER 10TH, 2016
  25. NOVEMBER 16TH, 2016
  26. NOVEMBER 18TH, 2016
  27. NOVEMBER 24TH, 2016
  28. DECEMBER 16TH, 2016
  29. JANUARY 3RD, 2017
  30. JANUARY 7TH, 2017
  31. JANUARY 9TH, 2017
  32. JANUARY 10TH, 2017
  33. JANUARY 12TH, 2017
  34. JANUARY 13TH, 2017
  35. JANUARY 15TH, 2017
  36. JANUARY 19TH, 2017
  37. JANUARY 24TH, 2017
  38. JANUARY 31ST, 2017
  39. FEBRUARY 1ST, 2017
  40. FEBRUARY 2ND, 2017
  41. FEBRUARY 3RD, 2017
  42. FEBRUARY 4TH, 2017
  43. III
  44. MARCH 1ST, 2017
  45. MARCH 3RD, 2017
  46. MARCH 5TH, 2017
  47. MARCH 8TH, 2017
  48. MARCH 20TH, 2017
  49. APRIL 6TH, 2017
  50. APRIL 11TH, 2017
  51. APRIL 13TH, 2017
  52. IV
  53. MAY 19TH, 2017
  54. MAY 28TH, 2017
  55. JUNE 2ND, 2017
  56. JUNE 16TH, 2017
  57. JUNE 30TH, 2017
  58. JULY 3RD, 2017
  59. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  60. Also by Lauren Shippen
  61. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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“Not yet,” I said, shrugging like it wasn’t a big deal, even though it felt like something inside my brain was itching. It’s been over a week since I was in someone’s dream, the AM having made good on their promise to keep me isolated from other people at night. They’ve been running tests on me while I sleep, putting that cap on me to measure brainwaves and monitoring my vitals or whatever, but they manage to keep their distance. It’s been good to get a full night’s rest without any big black voids or trips to high school, even if it means the one interesting thing about me has been taken away before I even have time to explore it.

“Not yet, so you’re going to?” Sharon asked.

“I don’t know, I assume they’ll have me do it,” I said. “But I’m not sure what good that’ll do. I don’t really know what I’m here to learn. It’s not like dreamdiving is an ability that can help people or even help me. The rest of my family all got these cheat codes for life, and I’m stuck with … this.”

“What do you mean ‘stuck’?” Dr. Loving followed up quickly and calmly, but I should have known that I’d just thrown out chum for the sharks. And for some reason, I couldn’t avoid tossing out more.

“I mean,” I sighed, “my mom gets to see the future and, yeah, she doesn’t let it completely dictate her life, but she does use it when it’s important. And my dad is a telekinetic who works as a contractor! He’s so much faster and cheaper because he doesn’t need half the equipment that the regular guys need, or the amount of people, because he can just use his brain to help him lift stuff.”

“He’s out in the open?” Marco blurted, his eyes wide in horror.

“No, no, not at all.” I rushed to clarify. There was one thing that had been abundantly clear from my scant interactions with other Atypicals so far: everyone was terrified of getting caught. But it’s not like we’re in a comic book and we have to hide from the government or else—we’re all here, sitting at the AM, talking about the ins and outs of our abilities. Who do we have to hide from?

Other people is the answer.