Camila's P.O.V
I hopped out of the car and stood there for a bit taking in the cold breeze and the gloomy skies before walking into my new house, here in Beacon Hills.
I looked through the house and noticed it was old and rustic, obviously owned before us.
My hand slid across the old wooden table, touching every single oak split.
I stood in front of some stairs and started walking up them, one by one.
This house is great, I love how beautiful it is.
"Mum, wheres my room?" I asked still admiring the house, "up stairs to the left."
I took her instructions and walked to that exact place.
I opened the old brown wooden door and saw my bed in a baby blue painted room.
I looked at a pin board on my wall covered with photos of home and sighed at the thought of leaving my friends back in Australia.
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Wolf Pack {Teen Wolf}
WerewolfHere I am, standing in front of my sisters grave. The sister I never met. The sister I lost. Why would this happen to me. Why do I have to be so unlucky. First I'm bitten and then this, why is my life a disaster. My name is Camilla and I am part of...