Fast forward a few days and we had come up with nothing. Absolutely nothing. You'd think we would have, but no. The lines of energy were the main things holding us back. I mean, there are so many energy forms that things weren't exactly narrowed down. At first we thought they were power lines, but that theory quickly changed when me and Arthur remembered how long ago the warning was written. I may not be good with history, but I'm pretty sure power lines area a recent thing. [Yes, I know I just explained why you should stay in school. Wait, why do you care? You never went to school.] Anyway, after said few days, Arthur's self-proclaimed 'genius brain' finally had a breakthrough.

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"Ley lines!"

My head shot up at the sound of my cousin's voice as he barged in through the front door to where I was in the lounge room, still very much in my PJs. "Dude, there's a thing called knocking!"

"Never head of it." He pulled the pillow I was laying on out from under me, making me fall to the ground as he used it for himself. He looked like he was about to jump into an explanation when he looked at me again, an eyebrow raised. "Though you said you threw those out."

I cleared my throat, wrapping the fuzzy light pink blanket over my matching fuzzy kitten PJ pants and singlet top. "Shut the fuck up. They're comfy."

He snicked, snapping a photo of me on his phone which I hadn't noticed him holding. He held it out of my reach, typing something before saying, "And that's gone straight onto Snapchat."

I jumped up, grabbing my photo and checking his story. The photo was of me glaring at him, blushing slightly, and the caption said, 'Cuz is such a cutie in the morning ain't she ;)' I turned back to my cousin, grabbing a pillow on the lounge and whacking him with it several times. "I actually hate you so much," I said between hits before laying back down with a huff.

"You love me."

"No, I don't."

"Yeah, you do."

"What was this about ley lines?" I asked, eager to change the topic.

"Oh, right." He tossed his phone to the side and grabbed my computer, dragging it towards him. He typed fast enough that even I was impressed, quickly opening several websites and scrolling through them. "Do you know what ley lines are?"

I shook my head. "Not a clue. Why?"

He sighed. "Alright, we're taking this from the top then." Once again, he was about to jump into an explanation when he looked around. "Where's Ly?"

"Couldn't tell ya," I said with a shrug. "She's probably off doing her own thing and will be back later."

"Huh."

I snapped my fingers in front of his face. "You were about to into explanation mode, remember?"

"Oh, right, right, right." He flipped between webpages until he came to a map covered in yellow lines. "Those are ley lines." He rolled his eyes at my blank look but continued explaining. "Basically, they're lines of energy. They cross over in a few places called convergence points, and one of those points are here." He pointed on the map to a place that looked close to us in theory. In practice . . .

"You do realise that's an eight-hour drive, don't you?"

"Yep."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "So, how were you planning to convince our parents to let us go there?"

My cousin smirked. "I was gonna let you do the talking." I groaned. "Come on. You're convincing."

"Arthur." I rolled onto my back, putting my hands on my face. "Why?"

"Why not?"

I peaked at him between my fingers. "I hate that argument."

"And yet it works every time."

"Fine. Fine. I'll try to convince them to let us go on a little road trip once Ly gets back."

Arthur poked my side. "She'll try to talk us out of it."

"I am fully aware of this."

He put a hand on my head. "This is why I leave the talking to you," he told me with a mock-sweet smile. "You convince people. I save the world."

"I save the world."

"No, I save the world."

"I save the world, dammit."