The Next Move

Chapter 1

Here I was again, getting a fresh start. The thing was it didn't seem fresh and new, it seemed old. That's because I've done this before, moving. This was move number 12 ,or somewhere around there, I've lost count. By now I've accepted the routine. New town, make friends, something goes wrong and we're off again. I'm tired of it, I want to settle down and stay for once. So there I was in the car with my family. My brother's in the back jamming out to God knows what ever weird song is out now. My parents are up front either arguing about politics or listening to their books from the car speakers . My family might look normal, but we're far from it. You see ..,"Hey, Sadie?" "Yeah?" "Thought you were falling asleep there. We're almost at Miami, our new home!" "Thanks Clo." That's Chloe, my best friend. We've become really close ever since she started to live with us once her parents passed away. They died trying to protect the pack. Oh, that's what I forgot to mention. My whole family are werewolves, including Chloe. Things have changed since Chloe's parents died. My family has been banished by the pack. We were sent away for reasons even I don't understand. Now we've been trying to start a life for 10 years. I'm 18 and for a while we found a good place. Then someone screwed it up. It continues to happen and I'm hoping for a change. So that brings us back to here and now. "Welcome to your brand new home." said Dad. "......I have a good feeling about this place. "