A scream caught in her throat as she fell backwards off the cliff. She knew it had been a bad idea to stand so close to the edge, but she did it anyway. She braced herself, waiting for the impact, except it never came. She was hovering inches above the water. Her brown eyes darted about trying to figure out how this was possible. Then she spotted her, the girl she kept seeing. The one with the silvery hair. Her lucky charm.