Chapters (62)
- Copyright Notice
- Dedication
- I
- AUGUST 24TH, 2016
- AUGUST 27TH, 2016
- AUGUST 29TH, 2016
- AUGUST 30TH, 2016
- AUGUST 31ST, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 3RD, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 4TH, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 5TH, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 10TH, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 16TH, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 18TH, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 2?, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 23RD, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 26TH, 2016
- OCTOBER 3RD, 2016
- OCTOBER 7TH, 2016
- OCTOBER 8TH, 2016
- II
- NOVEMBER 1ST, 2016
- NOVEMBER 3RD, 2016
- NOVEMBER 10TH, 2016
- NOVEMBER 16TH, 2016
- NOVEMBER 18TH, 2016
- NOVEMBER 24TH, 2016
- DECEMBER 16TH, 2016
- JANUARY 3RD, 2017
- JANUARY 7TH, 2017
- JANUARY 9TH, 2017
- JANUARY 10TH, 2017
- JANUARY 12TH, 2017
- JANUARY 13TH, 2017
- JANUARY 15TH, 2017
- JANUARY 19TH, 2017
- JANUARY 24TH, 2017
- JANUARY 31ST, 2017
- FEBRUARY 1ST, 2017
- FEBRUARY 2ND, 2017
- FEBRUARY 3RD, 2017
- FEBRUARY 4TH, 2017
- III
- MARCH 1ST, 2017
- MARCH 3RD, 2017
- MARCH 5TH, 2017
- MARCH 8TH, 2017
- MARCH 20TH, 2017
- APRIL 6TH, 2017
- APRIL 11TH, 2017
- APRIL 13TH, 2017
- IV
- MAY 19TH, 2017
- MAY 28TH, 2017
- JUNE 2ND, 2017
- JUNE 16TH, 2017
- JUNE 30TH, 2017
- JULY 3RD, 2017
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- Also by Lauren Shippen
- 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.