11Disclaimer: I do not own So Weird
The Phillips family was home at Hope Springs after Molly decided to end the tour. So far, things were going as well as they could hope for. Although Molly went back to writing advertising jingles (something neither of her two children were pleased about), her daughter Fiona Phillips, also known as Fi, was no longer exploring the paranormal that drove her family crazy.
Her mother and her brother Jack were pleased about this, but Fi was not. Her gift of finding the paranormal was what made her who she was. It was a part of her. But lately, it seemed as though she had lost herself because the world of the weird had seemed to forget about her ever since she finally got the chance in New York to say goodbye to the father she barely knew. So Fi spent her newfound paranormal-free time hanging out with her friend Candy, or doing other normal teenage activities.
Jack, on the other hand, had no time for the normal teenage activities he enjoyed because he was preparing for college. He was alone in his room, reading for about the trillionth time his acceptance letter to NYU. There, he wanted to become a doctor; a normal profession that paid well and had absolutely nothing to do with the weirdness that fascinated his sister and drove him insane. Oh, how he couldn't wait to be off on his own and not have to worry about his family. It wasn't that Jack didn't care about his mother and sister, it was just that he was always the logical one who had to come up with reasonable solutions to all problems. Why couldn't somebody else be the one to do that? Why him? Yeah, he couldn't wait for those responsibilities to roll off his shoulders so he could focus more on his life than his sisters. Besides, now that Fiona finally seemed to grow out of her interest with the paranormal, she didn't need him as much to look out for her. Mom and Fi will do fine without me, he thought.
BOOM. Thunder roared as a fork of lightening lit up the night sky. Rain was pouring so quickly and fiercely that when she took her first step out of the recording studio, Molly Phillips looked as though she had just come out of a swimming pool. Rain drops numbed her body as she hurriedly ran to her car. Freezing, she started the car and turned the heat up. For a few minutes, she just waited for the car to warm-up. Looking out the windshield, Molly could tell that the roads were very slippery and driving would prove to be a challenge. She wanted to wait out the storm, but the car was low on gas so she needed to get home quickly. Why didn't she stop at a gas station before work? Why was no news station able to predict this storm? Sighing, Molly carefully began the drive home. She just wasn't careful enough.
Author's Note: This is my first ever fanfiction, so constructive critisism would be greatly appreciated.