Moonlight Valley: Chapter One
Zoey rose from her bed. It was early—too early, she thought as she tossed her comforter on the ground in an attempt to get herself up. She'd always been more of a night person. She lay in bed, just a gray t-shirt and blue panties to cover her. She sat up; swinging her head forward, letting her short dark hair spill across her face. It just barely covered her eyes, but it blocked the sun from her vision. Her room was small and neat, cluttered only with books. Zoey didn't have many things, at least not in this place. She closed her eyes and thought of home. She missed it.
The sides of her mouth twitched upward, "The irony," she thought. Then the sadness came. Her home—her real home that is, was just as empty as the one she'd been confined in for the past seven years. Her parents had both died. She tried to think of the last thing they told her. "It's up to you, Princess." Her mother had said. She gripped the small crystal at the end of her n