September 3
"Come on we can't be late," Stacy my best friend that will die if she doesn't shut up, yells at me. "Fine," I growl back. Everyone comes running to my room they think I'm going to have my first shift. Sadly nothing happens. I am a werewolf or shape shifter what ever you want to call us. I am 17 so none of my family thinks I'm going to shift because I should've by now. I am 5' 7", with hazel eyes, the youngest of 7, the only girl, tanned, co-head cheerleader.
"Sis you know that you can't be late for our first day of your junior year," my twin Jason says. Oh ya I also have a twin who shifted at 13 and is my best friend's mate. "I'm up im up. Now get out!!"
I get ready for school in my new light blue baby doll and some shorts and my black Puma slides. "Crystal don't forget to come home right after school because you're coming with me to pick up Luke the visiting alpha," my dad says. My brothers all start to argue that they couldn't go with my dad. "Ok dad I'll see you after school," I yell at my dad as I get in my black 1967 Chevy Impala.
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Fallen Petals
WerewolfCrystal is 17, and an Alpha's daughter, who hasn't shifted. Luke is 17, who's dad has died and he is now the Alpha. What happen when they meet?
