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shake my head right and then lifted my arms to jerk them across my chest, successfully popping my shoulders. The movement felt good, an old habit from volleyball and something I wa s positive no other Star in the entire universe practiced.
    Another quick breath and I knocked quietly on Annabelle’s door before turning the handle and letting my self inside. Annabelle had watched me from my first year of life, every time my parents went out of town. She was as much a part of my family as anyone else and the main reason Tristan and I had become such good friends .
    “Annabell e ….” I whispered, knowing the old woman was a light sleeper. She stirred under a heavy quilt that she, herself , had made for my mom , and groaned something indecipherable. “Annabelle….” I whispered louder and this time Annabelle lifted her head off her pillow and brushed gray curls away from her face.
    “What is it child?” Annabelle asked, immediately concerned. Her soft, wrinkled face peered at me through the dark, her gray eyes filled with caution.
    “I’m sorry to wake you,” I tried to quickly explain so I wouldn’t worry the elderly woman . “I’m late coming home because some old friends of our family surprised me tonight by coming to town and I had to meet them so I could bring them here,” I explained, using half lies and rambling . I generally didn’t like to hide any truth, lying was one of those things I just could not stand. I had even explained to Tristan a long time ago exactly who I was and why, at certain times…. I glowed , just so we could continue our friendship without any secrets . “They are staying with us for a while . There are two of them, Jupiter is your age and Seth , his uh…. grandson . He’s my age. Anyway, I’ll let you get back to sleep; I just didn’t want you to freak out in the morning.”
    “All right, child. Get to sleep now,” she admonished before rolling over in bed. Her robust frame caused the double bed to creak beneath her and as I slipped out the bedroom door I could hear her mutter, “What kind of name is Jupiter ? ”
    I laughed to my self as I made my way back down the servant stairs. I paused in the hallway to adjust the heat, noticing how cold Annabelle’s bedroom had been. My parents and I had to be particularly careful about the temperature of ou r house when human guests were over because when ou r powers were not restricted , ou r internal warmth kept us comfortable. Sometimes , in the winter, it would be several nights in a row before we noticed the frost on the inside of ou r windows and not just on the outside. My father loved how low we could keep our heating costs.
    In the kitchen Jupiter and Seth sat eati ng left over potato cheese soup Annabelle made for dinner making happy murmurs of approval for the skill of my guardian. I got my self a glass of water before joining them at the table. As much as I longed to find my bed right now, I knew there were still things that needed to be discussed.
    “This is so good!” Seth declared, lifting his eyes from the soup to mine , proving how in love with the soup he really was. “Usually we eat…. I don’t know what we eat, but it is never as good as this!”
    “You’re certainly not starved, boy,” Jupiter grunted. I laughed at what had clearly been an insult to Jupiter’s culinary skills.
    “Annabelle is an amazing cook,” I agreed, knowing what it was like to not eat this good on a regular basis. Stars weren’t exactly born domestic and although my mo m tried to familiarize herself with the kitchen, things usually ended…. i nteresting. And since we lived so far out in the country , take-out was almost never an option. Although the gas station did have hot pizza. Not good pizza. But at least it was hot.
    Jupiter made another grunting nose, but continued to shovel the spoon from soup to mouth without slowing down. I sat quietly while the two of them finished their late night meal. They stayed absorbed in their