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Prologue Some people expect me to be a pretty perfect picture girl, but I don't think that's possible. I'm not an ordinary teenage girl, but I think we already established that. But who can blame me? After all, I'm a Purpose. Even though a Purpose is supposed to do something that will save mankind, I really don't think I'm cut out for it. But hey, what have I got to lose? It's not like if I die the entire cosmos will be destroyed? Right?

Prologue Being the last hope of the universe wasn't what I had in mind when going to this amazing magic school. Sure, it has its perks. But sometimes, it just really sucks. Like when you get hurt and can't remember a single freaking thing, or when the bad guy takes away you're most beloved friend/talking necklace. Welcome to my life. My supernatural, bizarre, upside-down, too hard to describe life. Things have been way too weird for me lately, and I don't even know where to being. "Why do even need a wheelchair?" I asked my brother, Brandon. "'Cause the doctor said so," he said while fixing his medium length blonde hair. It seemed like he

Prologue Usually, hair dye and scissors were indications that we were leaving our current home. And that was every few years or so. But there wasn’t any hair products or scissors on the kitchen table when I got home from school. Just boxes, loads of duct tape, and sharpies. Usually, we just left everything behind, and I mean everything. Last names count, right? Florida had been beautiful for the past three, almost four years years. I loved waking up in the morning to the bright sunshine and birds chirping. Plus, we lived right on the beach basically. Opening the backdoor to golden sand and blue water every morning. It was paradise. Wh