I don't own anything transformers-related...but I do own a slinky.

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Basically, this is my re-do of the story, Broken, I was writing. It's a tad different, and for those who haven't read my other story...don't worry! I hope ya'll enjoy! ;)

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"Casey! Hurry up now," My aunt called.

"Yes, Aunt Fiona," I replied reluctantly.

This was gonna be a long day. We were moving again and according to my aunt and cousin, it was entirely my fault. Ok...it kind of was. I'm not at all like the average ten year old girl, and it wasn't because I was one grade ahead.

"Casey! Let's go! I have the last box in the car," Fiona said, "Jut bring your bag of things and let's go!"

"Yes, Aunt Fiona," I said while I quickly ran out the door.

I hadn't taken two steps when I felt myself being knocked back on my butt. Looking up I saw my older cousin, Jeremy. He had just began the eleventh grade, and his ego had gone through the roof this year. It didn't help that everyone in the family obviously loved him more than me. The last thing he needed was encouragement.

He looked down at me and yelled, "Watch it shrimp! Look where you're going!"

"I was watching where I was going, you're the one who charged over me like a herd of buffalos!" I snapped back. Big mistake.

"What did you say?" He threatened.

"N-nothing!" I stammered.

"You think just because you're so little, you get to have some sort of special treatment or something?!" He yelled.

"I never said that, Jeremy," I argued quietly and then added, "Hey, I'm not that short!"

"Yeah right! I've seen first graders bigger than you!" He laughed. Well, at least I've gotten him off his ranting...kinda, "The Smith's dog is bigger than you!"

"Well, yeah! He's a Labrador! Those aren't Chihuahua size!"

"You get chased by him every morning!"

"Well...he's vicious!"

"Whatever, freak, just get your ass in the car!"

I frowned as I stood up, and grabbed my bag. Once I was up, I tried to run down the stairs. Of course Jeremy couldn't resist tripping me. As I tumbled down the stairs I could hear his annoying laughter. It sounded like a mixture between a hyena, and a choking frog. I just rolled my eyes and sat up, pushing my dark brown hair out of my face. My green eyes glowed with anger.

I gasped, "No, no, no, Casey! Don't loose control, don't loose control," I mumbled to myself while clutching my head.

I heard Jeremy exit the house, and I continued to try to keep my powers under control. The last thing I needed was rocks flying everywhere.

Ok, so I have powers. I've been trying to keep them a secret, but it's kind of hard to do that when you loose control a lot. I can control any part of the earth, and because I'm young, my powers are still forming. There is the danger. As I get new powers, everything else becomes harder to control.

With a sigh, I felt myself relaxing. I couldn't hurt anyone else. Even if it would be totally worth it.

"CASEY!!!" Fiona screamed.

"I'm coming," I said as I ran to the car.

"Bout time, shorty," Jeremy smirked as I hopped in the back seat.

Ignoring him, I asked, "Do we really have to move again?"

"We have been through this before, Casey. I don't want to move either, but after what happened at your school this week-"

"I really am sorry, Aunt Fiona," I said for the billionth time today, "I still have no idea how to control my powers! Why are you punishing me for this?"

"This is not punishment," Fiona replied while starting the car, "We are going to live in a nice town where you can make plenty of new friends. Soon we will get you help for your…condition. Besides, you know what real punishment is."

"You make it sound like I have a disease or something! Why can't you just be happy with my powers…I'm learning to control the earth and-"

"Because that's not normal," Fiona shouted, "I have never heard of a tiny, ten year-old girl having these issues."

I quickly took deep breaths and looked away from my aunt and cousin. I could tell this was going to be a long trip. At least I can always be sympathetic with Harry Potter; I know exactly how his life was.

"How long will it take until we get there?" I asked no one in particular as our old house went out of view.

"About ten to eleven hours. I'm not sure where we will get a motel for the night," my aunt replied, "if I were you, I would get comfortable and stop talking."

"Yes, Aunt Fiona," I said dully as I leaned against the window.

Whoosh! In a blur two sports cars, one yellow and one red, sped in front of us. We nearly had a collision. I rolled my eyes. Idiots, now she'll never stop fussing!

"My God!" Fiona yelled, "Did you see that? Those morons are lucky they didn't hit us or they'd never pay off the debt!"

After that I tried to tune her out. It was hard with that shrill voice she had. I just tried to relax.

We drove in silence for two hours, and things were going well until Fiona got a phone call. She quickly answered it and I did my best not to listen into the conversation. After she hung up she turned to Jeremy.

"Jeremy, your father is so excited to see you! He wants to hear all about your school year! He hopes you will be happy in your new school, and he said he's going to meet us there! He has even agreed to show you around in his new car!" Fiona said excitedly.

"What about me?" I asked timidly.

"What about you?" Jeremy quipped. I just rolled my eyes and focused on my tranquil mode.

"Casey, you know your uncle and I were very gracious to take you in after the accident." Fiona slowly began her usual speech, please, as if she cared about my feelings! I tried hard to control my tongue, "He is just concerned about your condition. Of course we all know how much progress Jeremy has made, and you have done some things too. You just need to be able to learn to hide your powers better, and then your uncle will recognize your achievements. Jeremy has earned more of the attention. Don't worry; you'll get your chance eventually."

"I wish you would stop calling my gift a strange condition!" I snapped, "I have done really good in all my classes, and I wish you would see that for once! Sure, Jeremy's done well in school, but so have I! Could you please stop treating me like I'm a failure?"

"Listen to me, Casey," Aunt Fiona said, "You're not very pretty, and you're not very bright. I just need you to realize that you shouldn't draw so much attention to yourself."

"Fiona!" I yelled, then froze. I was only allowed to call her Aunt Fiona, because "anything else is disrespectful".

I knew what was coming next.

Snap! I felt stinging on my left cheek as my head whipped towards the window. I was used to this though, but it didn't stop the scratch marks from forming.

"What did you just call me!?" She hissed.

"I-I mean Aunt Fiona. I'm so sorry ma'am." I bowed my head so she wouldn't see my grimace.

"Way to go, midget!" Jeremy laughed.

I knew I couldn't say anything. I just bowed my head, and kept everything to myself. And there were some unpleasant thoughts going through my head. These people seriously hate me. They always have. I would never be considered their family, except my mother was Aunt Fiona's sister.

"Shake it off, Casey, Shake it off!" I mumbled to myself.

My eyelids began to droop with the slow movement of the car. I smiled as I tried to think of my real parents. Not like I had ever met them. They had died when I was very little. Fiona would never tell me how or why. I just knew they did and no one else was left to take me in. Weird, huh?

I smiled as I tried to enter the serene world of dreams.

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