You were born the second daughter and youngest of three children to two loving parents. Your family was neither poor nor rich and nothing special for what you cared for. Your father was a decent working man somewhere in the middle management of a national banking institute, your mother was a teacher at primary school. The oldest child, your brother was several years older than you, he graduated when you were just 10 years old and he already raised the bar for the expectations your family had. He was a natural athlete and he soon became somewhat of a local sports star. Your sister was a scholar, winning every school trophy for curricular achievements there was. She graduated at age 15 and was offered a full scholarship by the most elite and prestigious colleges in the country.
You on the other hand were average in every way. You had decent grades and were acceptable in sports. Whereas your brother was the center of attention for his looks and his charms and always was surrounded by dozens of friends, your sister, beside her intellect, was also adoured for her innocence and had few, but very lovely and loyal friends. The beat you in this category as well. You were not despised by anyone but neither did you have real friends, so you became sort of a loner.
As you grew older you started to feel betrayed by the world and those around you. On your 15th birthday your brother announced to marry his high school sweetheart and the celebrations soon focused on him. Two years later on your 17th birthday your sister graduated summa cum laude and received her doctorate. Once again it was supposed to be your day and yet your family and friends turned their back on you and went on to celebrate another of your siblings achievements.
Sad and hurt you retreated to your room. You sat down on your bed and took a look at the mirror. Standing at 5'6 and weighing 144 lbs you somehow managed to be average in there too. Your brown hair was a little curly and fell around your shoulders, your eyes were a mixture of green and brown. You had a small nose, soft lips and smooth white skin. Your perky b-cup breasts with pinkish areolas and even lighter nipples did not make you anymore attractive, neither did your small ass, the general lack of curves made you undesireable, or at least that was what you always thought of yourself. You never really had a thing for guys, they always ended up something of a friend but you never fell for one. Instead, lately you realised that you were thinking of girls and women more and more in that way. Of course there was the usual girl crush when you grew up, your room was still plastered with posters of Mila Kunis, Nathalie Portman, Vanessa Hudgens & Ashley Tisdale, Rihanna, Shakira, Arianna Grande, Selena Gomez, Miranda Cosgrove and few minor, not so famous actresses and singers. Lately you developed a huge crush on Katherine McNamara. She was smart, beautiful, famous, successfull and from what you imagined probably beloved by everyone.
Thinking about her you get undressed and lay out your pyjamas beside you, before you slip under your blanket. You sigh in exhaustion and disappointment as you could still hear your family celebrating the achievements of your older sister. You let your hands trace over your body and slip between your legs. You imagined it were her hands. 'I wonder how her hands feel on me, her skin is probably the softest there is. She must feel wonderful pressed against me' You moan silently as you bring yourself closer 'Is her nickname Kate, maybe Katy' It doesn't matter now, you moan out her full name as you cum. You lay in your bed naked for a few moments, catching your breath. You slip on your pyjamas and roll over on your side. You close your eyes. "I wish I had the power to meet her and make her mine or anyone for that matter. I just want to be seen and find someone to love" You sigh again. Slowly you fall asleep.
In your dreams that night you were skipping through scenarios that continuously grew weirder with every minute. The environment around you changed and you seemed to adapt. People passed you by, mostly they were friends, family, people you knew or met before. On occasion there were a few of your celebrity crushes and you can't help but to think about Katherine McNamara again. Your environment changes and you find yourself on the set of 'Shadow Hunters'. You felt surprisingly awake and then you saw her. You froze immediately and admired her beauty.
'Please...please turn around' and just as you thought about it she did and looks at you. You gasp. 'I wish you would just kiss me' you thought as you still stood firmly in place. Katherine made her way over to you. You could not take your eyes from her and you feel lost in her eyes. She rests her hands on your cheeks. "I love you" you blurt out and she kisses you without hesitation.
You wake up from your dream, sweaty and certainly aroused. "Woah...that was weird" you say to yourself. You take your time as you once again pleasure yourself thinking about her.
Over the course of the next few weeks you don't realise weird things happening, however the dream continues each night. Well, some version of the dream with variations of the girl in front of you. The first month passes and so does the second, you however start to feel weird, like something is changing inside of you. The third month is the first month you notice changes around you, too. People seem to react to what you are thinking or saying, some people more than others. Their reaction just grew stronger. So you decided to test your theory on a few occasions. Sometimes it worked and sometimes it did not. As you approach your 18th birthday, you feel yourself growing stronger and more comfortable using your powers though you still were not certain what those actually are. In your family it was best practice to pay out the children who turn 18 their college fund. Both your grandparents and your parents paid into that fund every month and it grew into quite a nice sum. The party went along without much happening. Your family quickly got tired and left or went to bed. As it grew late only a few friends were still staying behind until there was only one girl with you. She was about to say goodbye as you think about her staying with you.