It was a typical Friday night at my house, my parents are sleeping soundly in their room, my fourteen year old brother is humping his pillow in his sleep again, and I'm up watching Anime and Minecraft videos on YouTube with my blue and black headphones on. My life is pretty normal for a sixteen year old girl. But I had no idea about what was going to happen in the next couple of days.

*Chapter one: A sort of normal morning*

"Dancing slowly in an empty room, can the lonely take the place of you? I sing myself a quiet lullaby...", I sang in the shower while soaking my head with shampoo.

I loved to sing in the shower because it's easier to hear myself, and my brother can't tell me to shut up. Who does he think he is? I can sing way better than he can! I'm old enough to be on The X Factor, American Idol, or America's Got Talent! Ha! Can't sing my ass!

As I stepped out of the shower, I wrapped my towel around my body as I looked the mirror. My hair looks dark brown, damp, and unbrushed. But my hair is not what I noticed about myself, on my right shoulder, there is a birthmark... but it wasn't there yesterday or the day before that.

"Maybe I just hadn't noticed It all this time.", I said.

I wanted to believe that, but it's so big that it looks like it could have been a bruise. Only, the thing is, bruises don't look like a diamond, and it was shaped a little too perfectly, almost like it was stamped. Just to see if it was stamped, I put my right shoulder in the sink, turned the faucet on and scrubbed my shoulder until it was raw. But it didn't come off.

After I made the decision to ignore my mysterious birthmark, I went into my room to dry myself off and to put some clothes on. Since it was a Saturday, I just put on some sweat pants and a T-shirt.

"Christina!" My mom yelled from the kitchen, "Come down for breakfast!"

Before she could say what was for breakfast, I ran downstairs before my brother could get out of his room.

"I'll beat you this time Joseph." I thought with a sly smile on my face.

When I got to the table, I saw mom and dad... no Joseph.

"Yes! I beat that little rascal!", I thought as I sat down to eat my breakfast.

But something was unusual, mom made fluffy, buttermilk pancakes with sweet smelling maple syrup, crispy, juicy bacon, eggs that looked liked they belong in a restaurant in France, glorious orange juice that were made from the finest oranges, milk looking pure and white, and the best of all...waffles! Not just any waffles... giant, monster waffles with the maple syrup that was created in Canada. Something is up with mom...she never makes breakfast like this. (I bet mom and dad had a fight and she lost somehow, so she is getting her anger out on the food. At least I get a fancy gourmet breakfast!)

My brother finally came down from his room (He probably just got done humping the pictures of naked girls that he has hidden away under his bed. I know this because I accidentally walked in on him humping a poster of a PlayBoy Bunny model. I have no clue how he got that poster without getting caught by dad.)

"Mmmmmmm something smells good. Mom, did you lose a fight with dad again?", Joseph said, not knowing that I was two feet away from him, about to smack him on the side of his head.

But before I could get up, mom said,"As a matter of fact, I did Joseph. I hate that I'm not very good at negotiating with your father."

She looked very depressed and tired, I was kinda sad to be eating this beautiful display of food...but I was starving so I ate it anyways.

I was so distracted by the amazing breakfast that mom prepared, I almost forgot to ask her about the mysterious birthmark on my shoulder.

"Hey mom, do you know why I woke up with this birthmark on my right shoulder?"

My dad spit out his coffee, my mom dropped the dishes, and my brother just thought nothing of it... until he said the unthinkable.

"Maybe you went out last night, got drunk, got a tattoo, and forgot all about it." My brother said, just to annoy my parents.

I froze, my parents looked at me like they were going to kill me.