Who Are You Again?

Chapter 4

*peeks out from behind bushes* O.O IM SORRY!!! I COME BEARING A GIFT!!!

Heyy guys im SOOO sorry i haven't uploaded in AGES but... well ye, no i dont really have a plausible excuse other than forgetting/being too lazy... I AM HUMAN!! or am i? But I PROMISE i will upload more for two reasons: 1) i rly do wanna see where this goes and if im able to write a whole book and 2) my friends threatened that if i dont upload at least once a month they wont let me hug ANYONE for a week!

I FRIGGIN LOVE HUGS OK??

Anyway u probs just wanna read now soo... alrighty then xx

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I am loaded. Ok, well technically I'M not loaded but HOLY BEARDUCKS my parents are!

Why the hell do four people need FIVE stories?! Ohmygod. Do we have a floor each?! No wait... we're four people... do I have another sibling?

Ka- I mean, my mum was giving me this hopeful look but she must have noticed my mouth was on the car floor in awe and not recognition because she looked forward with a tense, determined stare. We parked the car in our TEN CAR garage and got out.

There was a back door in the garage which led directly into the house (no I do not remember this fact, the door is WIDE open and i can thus see through it) but George insisted on using the front door and Karen obviously backed him up. Come to think of it... where's Michael? He wasn't in my hospital room when I woke up...

So yeah, we didn't use the back door. As the double doors opened I heard howling and cocked my ears. I followed the sound, ignoring the welcome home banner and what i guess is memorabilia in the foyer. Yeah that's right, FOYER.

I found myself facing a closed door. The howling was coming from there. I opened the door and the sound stopped. There were stairs leading down to what i guess is a basement. So I descended, clutching the railing for dear life and hoping the stupid cast wouldn't throwb me off balance. Strangely, what I found at the bottom of the stairs didn't frighten me.

A wolf, about six feet long and two and a half feet high with golden brown fur was being held by two men. There were three men in the room other than the wolf and the two holding him... and they were all looking at me... When I looked into the wolf's hazel eyes I recognized him.

"Michael? What's going on?"

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Michael's POV

The second I saw her, I calmed down. I didn't change back though. Why? Because I ripped my clothing. I wouldn't usually mind, being a shifter does that to you, but she had freaked out when

I started to strip at the hospital. I looked around and realised that one of the guys were actually holding some fashionably ripped jeans whilst 'subtly' gesturing towards my now red sister who still held concern in her eyes aside from the obvious embarassment.

She averted her eyes and I shifted back and pulled on the jeans at record speed.

"Sorry about that... but I DO have a point!"

And the noise of male voices attempting to speak over ezch other was once again filling the room.

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I know its short and kinda boring but please bear with me (rawr!)