WORD COUNT: 66K
PITCH: Seventeen year old Taylor learns she’s a legacy of a group who believe they’re Fate and cause terrible disasters to society. Now she must choose– join them or fight the only family she’s ever known.
Two dozen heads turned to look at her as she walked in. Then the whispers began.
“Why doesn’t she just stay home?” one girl said.
Taylor forced her eyes straight ahead.
“I swear, I shiver every time I look into her eyes,” a boy whispered.
“Then don’t,” his friend said next to him. “I bet she’d curse you.”
Sometimes it was like a game, guessing which angle they’d try each day, which new rumor they’d come up with next. If only it didn’t make her skin crawl.
Taylor pushed the anger down and sat at her desk. She was good at hiding, but as much as she tried, her thick skin wasn’t indestructible. They still got to her.
But she would never show them how much.
Just as she was about to pull out an old letter, hidden among her pile of books, a deep sound caught her attention. Turning her head slowly, she saw a blonde girl, chewing on her pencil but smiling sweetly. It was a girl Taylor had never seen before.
“Yes?” Taylor asked.
“Can I ask you a question?” the girl whispered.
“Go right ahead.” Taylor hardly expected a sleep over invitation.
“What’s it like having a murderer for a father?” she said more loudly, her smile as big as ever.
Taylor closed her eyes, pushing her fury down as deep as it would go—which wasn’t very far.