1 Prologue

In the world, I live in called Ace. Many people have something called a simileai. A simileai is acquired through Man- He- Fest. Man- He- Fest, happens when you're 5 years old, it's supposed to help you find your Simileai. Some people Simileai might be controlling water, or controlling fire, or wind or fire and wind.

As the generation grows complex simileai will form. Many people believe that one day someone going to have a perfect simileai and rule the world. I didn't believe in it though. When I was young, I was waiting for my Man- He- Fest to come, but it never came, therefore I never got any Simileai. My brother did, but not me.

My twin brother Quin who is 2 minutes older than me was my only friend when I was young, but as we grew we fell apart, and he never wanted to hang out with me. We both attend a school called Simileai Heritage product high school, and I never liked that school. Our dad was a janitor in that school, and couldn't afford us any school. So, the principal of that school allowed us to school there. The only problem was that the school was at mercy for whoever had Simileai, and those who didn't have a Simileai like me go to Dorm Z. Dorm Z was terrible but liveable. Since my mom died when I was born, I don't know how she looks like. I ask my dad every once in a while, but he always shoves the topic off.

Every once in a while the students get to go home to their parents, and that's when I get to finally see my brother. I see my dad every day at school, but not my brother because he's in Dorm A, and Dorm Z students are not allowed to go to Dorm A. You'd think I have a class with him right? Well, you're wrong. Though we have the same classes, Dorm Z is always in a separate room from other Dorms.

I'm in 7th grade and so is my brother and his friend Jack. Jack is not the average nice person. Nope. He's horrible. He's an Imbecile, a monster. I hate him as much as I hate my brother. Jack comes from a rich house, and because his house is favored by the school, he can do anything and get away with it. The worst thing is that he's the sibling of my best friend named Estelle.

Estelle is so pretty and well-mannered. I love her name Estelle that means star in Latin. My nickname for her is Elle, and she likes the name. Elle has been my friend since 1st grade. Elle always stuck up for me, no matter what. Elle is 13 years old, and because of that, she's always acting like my older sister.

I think I've said enough. This is an introduction of my life.

Thanks for reading this and I'm new to writing stories so hope you enjoyed this prologue.