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darkness.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    3
                  Dean stared as he lounged with her against a lone log on the beach. He longed to caress her beautiful, long hair, and he caught himself staring too frequently at her inviting lips. Her brown eyes, deep and captivating, drew him in too. This was her. It had to be. She was the one consuming his thoughts. He had been trying to find her and didn’t even know that he had been saving the same girl from that jerk.
                  He clenched his fist and winced at the pain. His knuckles were starting to bruise. He wasn’t much of a fighter, but something inside of him snapped when he saw the attack.
    When their eyes met, he knew what followed had to be the first sight. It was simply amazing. There were colors, fireworks, and voices. He heard their own voices, though they were pretty dull at the moment. Either way, he had found her.
                  He had found his soul mate.
                  Unfortunately, she had passed out from the experience a few minutes ago. He gently carried her to a more comfortable and private spot and waited for her to wake up. His body and his senses were going crazy. He was dying to touch her. He wanted to caress her cheek, run his fingers through her hair—just hold her. Being close to her made his heart beat wildly.
    She was human, though. They didn’t have that many humans-turned-Manifesters in their family. To make matters even more interesting, she was the first human to bring back the first sight. He knew she wouldn’t take the news lightly, but he wasn’t sure if she would even accept him for who he was. How do you tell someone that you aren’t a part of the human race anymore?
                  Her eyes fluttered as she stirred, touching her forehead. He cautiously watched her, trying to keep his hands to himself. Though, it was insanely difficult. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his lips twitching into a smile. “Hey, are you okay?”
                  Lola gasped, not expecting to see this boy next to her. She scurried away. “What happened? Who are you?”
                  “It’s okay.” Dean touched her hand softly.
                  Lola glanced at their hands. She moved closer, but he could tell she was hesitant. He couldn’t blame her, though. He was a complete stranger to her. He watched her cautiously as they looked at each other.
                  “My God, his eyes are beautiful.”
                  Dean smiled and blushed, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand. “Uh, I don’t know what to say.”
                  “Huh?” Lola furrowed her eyebrows, coming out of her reverie.
                  “I can kind of hear your thoughts,” said Dean cautiously.
                  Lola stifled a laugh. “Sure.”
                  Dean sighed and decided to test out the power. “ Can you hear me?”
                  “Oh my gosh!” She shook her head vehemently. “How did you do that?”
                  “It’s part of the first sight.”
                  “The what?”
                  Dean sighed. “It’s a really long story.”
                  Lola chewed on her bottom lip, still shaking her head a bit like she was trying to get water out of her ears. “Uh, okay.”
                  He hesitated. “My family isn’t normal. Not what you would consider normal… We’re technically not… human. We call ourselves Manifesters. We can perform spells and when we have the first sight, we gain our own special power called an imprint. We can read each other’s mind, too.”
                  “What’s an imprint?”
                  “Sometime