Sky girl

truth that she could see things before they happened was both thrilling and terrifying. She still couldn't wrap her head

future events was like a strange, almost dangerous gift-a double-edged sword that could offer her bo

ension in the air was palpable. Rita Shaw had been keeping her distance lately, almost as if she was biding her time, waiting for the perfect moment t

louds outside were thick and ominous, forming into dark, swirling shapes. Juliana's heart skipped a beat. She had learne

ore clearly, and with that clarity, came the first glimpse of the future. It wasn'

, her posture arrogant and her gaze icy. Rita's lips were moving, but Juliana wasn't focused on her body language-she was f

n the sky as she said them, her voice already dripping with mockery. The words were so clear, Juliana felt a chill

lding before it even happened. Rita wasn't just planning to make

na had the pow

g events for personal gain. But there was something empowering about knowing she could control how things wo

ntly, "Rita's coming. She's going to say something to us-exactly what s

, confused. "What do you mean?

was still making her way toward them. "I can see the fu

r. She just nodded, seemingly intrigued but ske

oing to call us 'the Ocean girl' and 'the Hopes girl' again. Then she'll say, 'You know, it must be nice to live in your

le forming on her face. "Wow. She'

I know what she's going to say next,

sky, and now it was time to turn them into action. It was one thing to know the future; it was another

ends followed closely behind, arms folded and looking just as smug. Juliana braced

m with that familiar sneer. "You two should really stop playing pretend. It must be nice to live in your little world where no one bothers

sting of Rita's words to settle in, Juliana was ready. She exchanged a quick glance with Car

oice cool and confident. "I thought you were the one who was always pretending, Rita. Pretending to be all perfe

er off balance, something Juliana had never seen before. Rita opened her mouth, but it was clea

ling. Her heart was still pounding in her chest, but it wasn't just from the thrill of winning the confrontation. There was a nag

gret that," she muttered under her breath, but she didn't say another word. Her friends followed

at there, processing what had just happ

o admit, I didn't expect you to be able to predict her

stared down at her lunch tray, the weig

ty. "I didn't feel good doing that. It was like I knew exactly what was goin

air. "What do you mean? She was being horrible t

ed to use it like that? What if... what if I'm supposed to use it for som

. Yes, she had gained a sense of control, but the power felt slippe

es, just remember-you're the one in control. Use your ability

t or what it was leading her toward, but one thing was clear: Rita's insults might have been d

er gift? And how far would she